So today I wanted to take the day off because I feel like crap. It's that time of the month, I'm changing every 2-3 hours, I'm cramping and moody, my back hurts, and I have an awful headache. But noooooo, even though I always take their shifts for them, for whatever reason, do they ever help me out? Nope.

Coworker 1: No, I just worked three 8-hour shifts in a row. I'm tired and I have to work tomorrow morning. (I understand this, and it makes sense, If it weren't her excuse every time anyone asks her to take a shift, whether she's on the schedule or not, she'll say she was working somewhere else, but not tell me where.)

Coworker 2: No, I have plans tonight. (Going out with friends. That's his plans. Which he does every single night. More important than helping out a coworker who isn't well?)

Coworkers 3 and 4 were already working.

And then Coworker 2 has the fucking lady balls to ask me if I will take her shift tomorrow. Seriously, it took every last ounce of self-control I possess to not laugh in her face. I told her no politely, but inside I was like LOLOLOLOLOLNODIE.

They all ask me to take shifts at least once every few weeks. And I pretty much always do, unless I have something really important to do, like a doctor's appointment. And how often do I ask for their help? I haven't asked anyone to take a shift since early last year. So from now on, no more being nice and taking their shifts. This was kind of the last straw today. I like these people and enjoy working with them, but when it comes time to switch shifts, the answer is no.

So ever since my break up with my ex (thank god. I so totally upgraded. lol), I decided to live with my grandma. My heart was like... "you need a makeover, but not cosmetic. Something big's gotta be different" and that's where instinct took me. I've lived here while working full time, and I love my privacy any chance I can have it... but most of the times she's not home, I'm not home long enough to really get something out of it....

My aunt was "thinking" about having grandma fly up with her to Seattle for Christmas to stay with them and see family.... so they gave me one fucking week's warning. When my office mate already had time off requested in JULY.

IT MUST BE REALLY NICE TO BE RETIRED. But no, they don't think about this shit. Dude, I wanted to be alone, and home to enjoy it. I did get a weekend kinda, but I was under pressure as I was last minute called for a gig when their lead had a freak accident at work and I'm ringing for them again because he didn't heal soon enough for this one.

I wish they could get it.... I love my family, but with sensory overload, I need space, I need a break from people sometimes or to just be around the people I'd need for comfort that family can't give.... It's hard sometimes. ESPECIALLY after the week I just had. I need beach time. But that's thursday and I locked that down sooooo c:

Seriously tho, that blows. I'm sorry. That's obnoxious.

Some people are just useless... hoping you start to feel better though! Periods are garbage, haha!

At a previous job I had I worked there for just about a year and took maaaaaybe three sick days the whole time I was there. Every time I would call in my manager at some point during the day would be like, 'we need you to come in' and I was like, 'yeah, unless you want me throwing up all over the front desk, it's not happening.'

Then I would check in the next day with my co-workers being like, 'sorry! Hope you guys were okay yesterday' and they'd all be like, 'yeah, we were fine, don't know why manager was freaking out.' Yet if someone else needed a day off there was no issue.

Like during my first years at work, they learn I'm single. Then they systematically push their younger sisters, cousins and whatnot. Sheesh, some favor. Happened again last week.

I was recently let go from a tech place. I was super unhappy there anyways and was already looking for a new job, but I hadn't found anything yet. I had some DOOZIES of coworkers at that place. Lots of "Cult of personality" going on. There was one guy who would whistle or sing most of the time, but get obnoxious about anymore else making noise. This same guy would have phone conversations SO LOUD you could hear them in the break room down the hall...and they were calls for personal business. One time he was calling AT&T customer support and started berating this poor service rep, going so far as to say "If you can't do your job, why do you even get up in the morning. Do the world a favor and hang yourself." I talked to my supervisor about it and his response was "Yeah, that's just [employee's name]. You'll get used to him." Hint: I never got used to him. We were hardly on speaking terms at the end.

Luckily, I had a supervisor who has chronic pain, so he understood my OWN chronic pain condition and was understanding on the few days I was late due to not being able to get out of bed on time. So sorry your co-workers are shit.

I work at a retail store and I hate the younger teens who work there, I'm 19 and they're 16-17. They have to be out by 10:30 if they close on school nights so what do they do? They wait to do all their work around 9:30-9:50 and rush out at 10:28-10:30 leaving me and everyone else to finish their work they don't want to do. It would be different if they actually did their work and just didn't have the time, I wouldn't mind that.