Today was way too fukking stressful, actually this whole week. I basically worked both my jobs at once, preparing for my two weeks of training next week and trying to get to a good stopping point for my co-workers. Stayed an extra two hours and couldn't stay longer because they needed to lock the gate. I have to go back into work tomorrow and then Sunday fly out to my training with a fukked up itinerary where I don't even get in until midnight and the very next morning be in uniform ready to learn.
So I take my itinerary to my parents because my dad agreed to drive me out to the airport but my mother gave me such a hard time about the timing of the fight, even though I told her my job made this extremely difficult for me and I've been trying to get this fight for five whole days. She gave me a hard time because they gave me a hard time
