Hey up all!
Had a particularly bad week last week on the mood front. Had countless arguements at work. I should make it clear I work in warehouse full of men; Many of them are very poorly educated; Most are sexist, racist, homophobic bigots. I shouldn’t really work there, I am a fish out of water. However circumstances after I left university meant I had to take work wherever I could get it. I’ve never had the opportunity to leave. So, obviously this means I either have to put up or shut up with dreadful behaviour from them. However, they did not count on me taking Roaccutane! This drug has many side effects, most of which are unwelcome. I have to say though the fact that it makes me totally intolerant to such behaviour is more than welcome. I suppose the longer I work in this place the more easy it becomes to brush ludicrous opinions and childish banter to one side and almost accept it as normal. This side-effect has made me realise that accepting such things as ’normal’ is not how I want to live my life. I really don’t care if they think I’m arguementative or it’s my ‘time of the month’ If I’m revolted by some racist quip, I’ll bloody well say so!!! It doesn’t make my job easier, by any stretch of the imagination, it does however restore some long departed bravery, and even more welcome some self-respect and dignity (both of which have been in short supply).
Speaking of side-effects, My leg is flipping killing me. It feels as though I have no socket in my hip, no cartilage in my knee and that I’ve twisted my ankle, all in the right leg. Now you would think that would be enough pain for one leg to bare. Oh no not me, I though I’d be rather stupid yesterday and try some new shoes for work. I put them on walked into the warehouse and decided to move a pallet, didn’t count on it being so damn heavy, and dropped it on my (right) leg. The pallet slid down my leg and took all the skin off. A few swear words later and I hobbled off to do my job. Half way through the shift, my shoes were rubbing too. Anyway I’d had all I could take so I got a bandage and wrapped it around my leg and went off to change the offending footwear. Now there is a bright side to this. Some people at work think I am making it up about my leg hurting. This is because it gradually gets worse throughout the day. But, there was no such suggestion yesterday when I was limping around the place followed by a stream of blue air!!! It’s still hurting today, and is very bruised.
Hope this weeks going to be better than the last. Thirty weeks, it’s more than any sane person can take. That’s all for now folks! byeeee. x
p.s. i’ve got one spot.