Frustration

I've been riding the sober train for a while now. Ive been taking my dui seriously and taking time to work through it so i can deal with the cause behind the addiction which had been going pretty well.

I have a good chunk of community service hours under my belt already so when I went to clock in this morning, they tell me i need a new time sheet cause this one is full. Fuck, that sucks, wish i had known that last night but alright. And i said that out loud. Lady starts doodleboppin around(calculating my hours) and i called my partner to see if he could reprint and run me over another sheet. I cursed over the phone, something along the lines of yeah that fuckin sucks but oh well and the lady immidiately said that i couldnt work there anymore because i used that language in front of a manager.

Dear reader. I am a 27 year old grown ass woman. I am 4 ft 10 and 90 lbs, so i definitely dont look like it. A lot of my insecurity stems from my appearance and I do not tolerate being treated like a fucking child.

I said i only had 9 hours left and we had some carefully curated choice words before she allowed me to stay. Settled on that ill bring a new sheet and a new attitude another day(when shes not working.) In her defence, i am not the happiest person in the world. We did squabble because she asked what time i planned on staying till and i said that depends on when she clocked me in. I swear her brain rebooted for a second and she asked again. I explained the 9 hours so if it was 8 am, id be there till 5pm. Or 815 to 515, the managers have the discretion to clock people in at the times they choose, as long as its on the quarter hour. Usually, if you arrive at 802, you cannot sign in until 815. Most managers have been understanding and allowing sign in if your not egregiously late.

This is the kind of thing that makes me just want to go to a bar and have a beer because sometimes i have no idea what is going through peoples brains. I cant cuss? You are about to throw away weeks of my work because i expressed my frustration in words that you dont like? Even though we are both fully grown women over the age of 18. And i understand not everyone wants to hear a sailors mouth but to come out swinging from the gate and not even like a 'hey yeah, i dont do cursing, if you could keep the language to a minimum thatd be great.' I would have 100% respected her wishes and moved on. Ive decided to crash on my couch and rant to yall instead. Maybe I'll take a nap. Ive been working all week and could use some rest.

Disclaimer: I have a full time job and a family. I am pulling community service where I can, and have never cursed on the salesfloor or to guests, but ive shot the shit with other managers on duty who are honestly pretty cool in comparason now.

I will not fucking drink with you today, and thanks for taking the time to read. I know im in the wrong here.