#the most important things tomorrow are the interview and the vision board tbh! i'm hoping the girls will give me energy

[venusinsilk]

So it's 5 am i just finished eating dinner and I need to get ready for bed.

I have an 11 am meeting with current exec chef and hr girl at the job I hate to discuss how unhappy my team is. I was supposed to make a spreadsheet of a new schedule for my team and a spreadsheet illustrating the blocks of time we use to accomplish tasks at work so the hr girl can understand our work better but I didn't do it because I don't want to work without being paid! I dont want to make spreadsheets at home that these ppl will hardly acknowledge I'm over it! I have a feeling I'm just going to get scolded and called a shit stirrer again lol. One of the girls on my overnight team cried on my night off because one of the head bakers chided her for "not thinking" when all she had done was exactly what he had told her to do. So frustrating and I'm addressing it, exec chef is very chill but he probably sees this as me blowing up a story into something bigger than it should be. If someone I work with is fucking crying at work we are addressing it! It is a fucking issue.

Then I have to haul ass to Playa Vista for a 2nd interview at 3 pm at a tech company with sexy hours! Mon-fri!!! No weekends! No holidays!! I want this job. I would be taking a pay cut, but my quality of life would improve. Easy work, just making a couple of pastries each day for the 400-600 ppl who work there. High volume but this is also a recipe development position which I really enjoy and have fun doing :)

After that I might take an hour nap in my car? And stay on the west side because my friends in Venice invited me to make a vision board with her and a few other girl friends. She does this every year and I'm so touched to be invited. I don't want to miss it! I fucking need to sort my life out with a vision board right now!

After that guess what? I'm working 7 pm - 3:30 am please why did I do this to myself why did I schedule my Friday like this

This is my fault