Everyone knows Mondays are typically dreadful in the real world, but mine usually aren't that bad. I spent a leisurely morning cleaning house and doing laundry and was very impressed with the progress. Progress is that my laundry room no longer looks like mount Olympus and I can see the floor. Yay!!! Two more loads and I'll be all caught up for the first time in a long time. Then, I remember all of these things I have to do before night class that I've been putting off, and start to rush around. Oh, you wonder what I could possibly put off until the last minute that could be so important? Just paying my ridiculously high taxes on my truck I couldn't live without, commonly referred to as Dream Truck, and getting current tags. My luck is that I'd be pulled over, probably tomorrow, and get a ticket for having expired ones. I stress about the small stuff. It sucks.
So, I have an amazing friend who helped me out today and ran some of my errands for me :) you're the best, Jen!
Anyway, good day after that, right? Not! I get to school in a fairly good mood and my instructor decides to be... Hitler. Not just the usual asking to pee stuff like I've mentioned before, but, "get out your book and start studying to take those tests..." so I start to get my book out and before even 20 seconds she is saying, "why aren't you studying?!" WTF! I was at a loss for words. I just put my head down and studied. Crazy woman! Let's make that, crazy power-tripping fool of a woman!
Needless to say, I am an exemplary student and took six tests tonight, passing them all in the 90s. You think that'd be good enough. Nope. I get reprimanded for forgetting my ziplock bags filled with cotton balls.
For 10 minutes she is drilling me on why I left these things at home. My response, "I forgot to put them back in my bag. I'm sorry". Then she says,"did I not say you'd need them last Thursday for today?!?!" I am sorry, but I freaking work all weekend and am supposed to remember cotton balls in a ziplock bag for Monday night?! My bad! The world is not ending. But she reprimanded me good and hard and then walked away.
I'm ashamed to admit it took a toll on me and I started to tear up. I really hate the stigma that falls with being a cosmetologist but every one of those girls in my class, teacher included, make me cringe at telling people what I'm studying. I want to say, "but wait, I'm not like them! I'm smart. I don't have to assert my authority over everyone, like a dictator, because I'm insecure about myself and my intelligence."
Okay, not all cosmetologists are like the example above, but I'm so tired of drama and mean people. I know the world is not a nice place sometimes, but what happened to treating others as you'd want to be treated? I'd never yell at someone in front of class over cotton balls... Make them feel so small that they just want to hide under the desk or go home.
This is an adult Ed class, not first grade. Ugh, maybe I should stop whining like a first grader. My teacher then asked me why I looked terrible tonight. My response, "I'm on my period and my whole body hurts." She is nice after that, but dang!!! What an awful night for her to be hateful and mean to me.
Tomorrow will be better, that's my mantra anyway. I'm gonna go soak in some bubbles, have some wine and get the softest pjs I own to wear. I hope your Monday was better than mine!
My car broke down. I had to take it to the shop today, but due to having zero friends in the Cincinnati area, I had no one to pick me up from the shop. So, I took it anyway and planned to walk home. However, I started my period today and had major cramps. Also, it is freezing outside. It took me two hours to get home. By the time I did, my ovaries had all but destroyed me, I could no longer feel my feet, my hands hurt like hell because Dumbass (me) didn't wear gloves, and my bad knee had started to flair up. Then, I climbed into bed to warm up and sulk and that is when I realized that I'm a 27-year-old loser with no job, no direction, no friends, and no girlfriend. Feel better now? :-D
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