Night 6

Another night at work, although tonight wasn’t a typical scheduled evening. I was asked by a co-worker if I could cover her shift tonight. I said I would have just returned from Los Angeles and been too tired to do so, but she took it off and I got thrown on the schedule regardless of how tired I am. It’s actually not so bad; I got a really awesome nap in before I came in.

So the man and I got home around 6:30pm from LA tonight. We went there to spend some Xmas time with a couple friends. Unfortunately, the visit left a sour taste in my mouth due to one of my friends being a dick. I’m really not sure why, or what happened that made things seem so piss poor, but I spent the weekend feeling extremely left out and like a third wheel at any given time. The friend I would have preferred to spend more time with had some changes in plans, and she couldn’t be around as much as I would have enjoyed, but it was great to see her regardless. In her absence though, I was really left out and set aside.

The “friend” that was being a dick I’ve known since high school, about 10 years now. I had asked him previously during the weekend if we could have some one on one time together to hang out and talk, to which he replied “for sure,” so I did have a certain level of expectation. I was so disappointed with him. I ended up getting about 15 to 20 minutes of time with him while walking to go pick up a fast food snack. He ended up not talking the majority of the time, and stopped addressing me for the remainder of the weekend. In so many words, he made it clear that he prioritized my boyfriend over me when it came to spending time with each other. He stated, “If I saw you him more often I would be able to hang out with you more and I wouldn’t be so starved to talk to him so much.” At first, I accepted the rational, but after thinking on it I realized how fucked up that was for him to say. I didn’t know I was consciously being put on the back burner, and would be addressed only when he had a satisfactory level of time with my boyfriend. I really don’t know…I don’t have anything else really positive to say about that. I let my boyfriend know what happened on the way home, because I couldn’t hold tears in anymore. He was bummed out that I hadn’t conveyed to him what was happening sooner, but I said I didn’t want to ruin his time. He said, “Well my time has been ruined now that I know you weren’t enjoying yourself.” I do feel poorly about that.

On a happier note, I got myself an interview with a nice local resort. I’m sure they pay well and I would have an opportunity to work normal hours instead of this night audit stuff. I’m in no way, shape, or form complaining about my job. It’s so easy and I get to do stuff such as this blog, but it does kill my sleep and I’m so tired all the time. I’m actually hoping I can obtain a part time position with them, and keep both jobs.

That’s enough out of me for now. I’m so tired at the moment it’s hard for me to think clearly. I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday weekend.