So, my patience has been wearing thin recently, but today I am really feeling the pregnancy rage. Only now, 4 hours after finishing work am I actually starting to relax.
Reasons for my rage today:
I really needed to call the doctor today, because I was told yesterday I have a urine infection during a trip to the hospital, so I need antibiotics, it would have taken a 2 minute phone call, but I didn’t get time to call. I now have to wait until Tuesday because Monday is a Bank Holiday
My break consisted of 5 minutes standing in the kitchen to eat a bowl of cereal, I then needed to eat lunch, but didn’t have time to toast the English Muffins I had brought with me to work, so had to eat the cheap nasty bread we serve for toast at breakfast. I then had to rush down to a disciplinary hearing of which I was writing notes for, and eat my sandwich in that meeting.
I had to sit in on a disciplinary hearing of one of my colleagues on a matter that I feel is quite hypocritical, as she did something I’m sure other people would have done and not got into trouble for…there’s a possibility of a Gross Misconduct result, which will mean she is struck off. I feel it is unfair, and I know if it happens then I will have a lot more work to do, which right now I just cannot handle. And tomorrow I have to sit in on another hearing, with a different employee, then again next week when a result is decided. On top of this, because all of this is going on, everyone else is in a bad mood, so work is really not a happy place to be right now. We have a ‘team building’ day on Sunday and it’s not going to be fun. I’m on a late-early, then we are meeting at 4:30 to go bowling, so I’m going to be absolutely shattered, then on an early again Monday. I assume this is because I am the only one that can’t drink. I had already assumed I would be on the early, but it just shows how predictable the rota is.
At handover, the late shift started complaining things weren’t done – one of my guys had spent an hour and a half cleaning the beer cellar because it was disgusting, and really needed doing as everyone else just leaves it! The phones didn’t stop ringing, several people came to check in early, so we were trying to find out which rooms were clean/dirty, as the head housekeeper is so slow to update the list. Every time I tried to do something I had someone coming and asking me to do something/look something up etc.
The housekeeping department were impossible to get a hold of, and the head housekeeper felt the need to elaborate on every sentence she said to me, sometimes something that would warrant an ‘ok’, ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answer, she gave me a long story. I really could not care less. Just give me the answer to my question and go do your job!!
Yesterday I emailed my current estate agents to give them our one month notice, they replied saying the month’s notice is from the 12th of the month, and as the 12th of August is already passed, then it applies from the 12th September, meaning our current flat will be let until 11th October. Our new agents have been really crap at getting in touch with us about our agreement, we originally said we would be interested in moving in on 31st August, however, want to push it back, by 5 days (this was when we thought we could give one months notice at any time) and the agent said he’d have to ask the landlord about the 5 days…which is just ridiculous. It’s 5 days! It’s less than a week!!!
At 3pm, we realised that the housekeepers had brought down a load of washing up, so we went in to the kitchen at put it all through the dishwasher and checked everything else in there. By the time we finished, it was 3:30, then the deputy manager came through with about 3 breakfast menus, asking why they were left in the breakfast area, and also asked why the music wasn’t on. Except it was. The person who had turned it over just hadn’t flipped over one of the switches. Easy mistake.
Not helping my stress levels, I wanted to know my rota for the next couple of weeks, so that I could plan my house move, and make appointments with midwife and figure out when I could go see the doctor so I could also try to figure out when I could get other things done. However, it still wasn’t up, and I had to email AND text my boss for him to send me it.
Living across the road from work doesn’t really help the whole ‘switching off’ process, so I closed all of my curtains, made a cup of tea, sat on my sofa and turned on the TV…Then ordered a takeaway. Screw cooking, then having to wash everything up! I’ve now got lunch for tomorrow sitting in the fridge! And probably dinner too to be honest!
At the moment, I am mainly looking forward to Friday 31st August, I finish work at 3 then have 4 days off in a row. Then I’ll look forward to Friday 21st September, when I finish work for a whole week off. After that, I have 18th October to look forward to, when I finish work to start my maternity leave, or technically, 3 weeks holiday, then my maternity leave! Phewwwww