Last time I was down, Pokemon suggested I go dining and shopping to feel better. I noticed I've been wanting to shop more than usual. Seems to be therapeutic. Work is so stressful and I bring that emotions home. I've been so disorganized with my home life and seems like work has taken over me. I'm so frustrated at work. When I do stand up for myself at work, I got soda poured all over my beloved Acura. Don't know who did it, but these are the kind of people I work with. I'm tired of being walked all over. I'm a fair and considerate person. Wish I can say the same about the kind of people I work with. I cried with frustration and built up anger 3 times last week at work. I'm so embarrassed but there is just nothing I can do. These people are a lost cause. They affect my work by messing with my machines and production. I'm only 6 months into my position so I'm still learning. They are older than me so I feel because that I need to respect them. That is how I am brought up. I'm not assertive as I should be, I have low low self-esteem, and I am weak. I need to change myself but don't know how. I work with old Khmer ladies who knows my parents. I'm in charge of my work zone and when they are in my zone, I am their boss. How do I tell them to move thier hands and not their mouths? Basically they need to shut up and work! I can not do my job and help them out all the time. A lot of problems is that the ladies I work with just don't want to and would not try to keep up and I'm tired. I don't get paid to thier job and mine but if I don't, they find a way to sabotage me. I work with selfish, greedy, inconsiderate, nosy, jealous, diabolical, gambling addicts whose only concern is how they would benefit. The problem seems to be that I came later and is now at a higher position and getting paid more. I'm tired of them asking me how much I take home. I have a hubby but we're on legally married and I have no kids. I get screwed on taxes and deductions. I work hard and I've earned what I got. I lift heavy stuff that is more than half my weight, I get scratches, cut, and bruises all over. I get dirty fixing and running the machines. All they have to do is catch and pack the product that comes out. I do a man's job or that's what they think. A small woman like me should not be able to do it. Guys and gals at work thinks I'm gay but that could be the way I dress also. That's another story. I'm a fashion victim. I can't wear anything that is form fitting. They would look at me and make comments. I get uncomfortable. Maybe they used to seeing me in my usual outfit. Big pants and a big t-shirt with a long sleeve underneath. Colors don't coordinate. The point is when I'm at work, it's my priority and these people are there just to get a paycheck and gossip. They just want their paycheck so they can go pay the casino's electric bill. I just want to work with people who could cooperate with me so I can have ONE nice day at work. I'm so mad!![]()


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