Forgotten

Oh dear.

I realized that I had forgotten to tell you about what happened at work after our skiing trip in March.

As I said in the post, I had hurt my arm.

I still went to work, feeling staying at home would be silly since I could still do some treatments.

So I had phoned them during our skiing trip to ask them not to put any "active" treatments on my planning. That meant :

No massages of any kind

No CM6

No oriental waxing (normal waxing was ok if it wasn't done using strips)

See, not very hard.

What I could do was :

Permanent make-up

Lash extensions

Facials

Waxing

Eyelash&eyebrow treatments

Body Excel

Hand&foot treatments

I made sure all the girls knew it so that we wouldn't be forced to change cancel the wrong treatments put in my planning. I even wrote in on my planning on each day so that they'd remember, and I even added a smiley face :)

So after a few days of work, my arm started to hurt.

I then decided that it'd be better to write the same thing on my planning for the following week, since my arm was not feeling any better.

As I started to write my little note, my superiors, Domi, noticed what I was doing and said to me : "If you continue writing like that on your planning, the boss will not like it."

I looked at her pretty perplexed and said "what? Why not? Would she prefer I hurt my arm more?" She just shrugged and told me that she'd warned me.

I started to fume.

I called Oliv during lunch break and he advised me on the words I should use when talking to my boss. Poor guy, he has to help me with everything...

So when the boss was working at the reception and I had 2 minutes to spare, I went to see her.

-Um, I was led to believe that the fact that I can't do every treatment could be disturbing ?

"Well, yes, because you come to work and you are paid to do nothing."

-*WTF* Um, I do not understand why you would say that, because if you look at Monday *I start flipping the pages of the planning* my planning was complete, Tuesday my planning was complete, yesterday same, today I have 30mins to spare and Saturday I'm completely booked. I know I can't do everything, but I am still capable of doing the treatments of the highest worth (lashes, make up). And next week, Monday I have no more room to spare, Tuesday I'm almost completely packed unlike a few other girls that can do all the different treatments, Wednesday is pretty much open, but HEY, if you insist I'm better off at home than working, I'll take next week off since I am going to see the doctor tomorrow.

*Boss looks at my planning, flipping the pages*

"No, I would prefer it if you'd come to work."

-*WELL THEN STFU* Yes.

"And you're seeing the doctor?"

-Yup, my arm's started to hurt, that's why I wanted to avoid having to do certain treatments.

"*looks at the following week* We could put this client on someone else so that you won't stress your arm. *starts to scribble on the planning*"

-Sure, much obliged. Gotta go work now.

I was so angry before, but it felt good to show her how I really felt and that I don't just "do nothing" even if I am hurt. I mean, I have a hurting arm and I come to work to earn you money and for you it's BAD BUSINESS ?!

Or my superior who found the planning so difficult to organize with one person to take in consideration. WTF.

Oh well. I went to see the Dr who told me I had a double contusion on the arm (elbow, wrist) and I was to wear a wrist support (which a colleague of mine lent me). He wanted to put me on sick leave for a week but I refused.

When my superior found out, she asked me "Well why didn't you?"

-It would've been a bit of a shame, no, had I not come to work, planning packed as it is?

"Well sure."

-*blank stare of then-why-did-you-even-ask"

Gah.

The arm is completely healed now. Everything is allllll good.

Well except that I still need to go talk with my boss about changing the date for my operation....

She's on vacation.

Figures.

Recap.

I have calmed down.

Barely.

So, I may need to explain this all in detail.

I decided last year that I'd get an operation done on my right leg.

It has what they call a hallux valgus, which is mainly a deformation in the bone of the big toe which makes it make a move on the toe next to it. I bad cases the big toe is completely hidden under the toe next to it. Sly sucker.

So mine isn't a big deal, it just hurts when

I walk long distances

I wear tighter girly shoes

I wear heels

or in the worst case when I combine all of the above.

So basically all I can wear are sneakers and flipflops (which I avoid since I find my feet to be ugly). And men's sneakers, since I'm a size 42.

aka FML.

So.

I spoke to my boss about the operation already last year. I asked her if it was alright and I let her CHOOSE the right period for me to do it, so that it would not hurt our beauty salon's gains. How considerate of me.

AND to be even more of a douche, I'm not taking any vacation before my operation to compensate for my 2 month absence (my brilliant idea).

I saw the doctor, he gave me the details, which I gave to my boss, who thought about it and said either the beginning of the year or as I had already suspected, September.

The beginning of the year did not go well with my already made plans of skiing in March so we decided on September.

I booked the date with the surgeon and later with the anesthesiologist. It means that everyone knows since the beginning of the year that I will be absent from work September-October.

So yesterday, I was asked if I HAD to get my operation done in September.

HAD to.

I was a bit perplexed by the question and was revealed by my boss that 3 girls have decided to have (not ask, HAVE) their vacations in September.

One that makes me mad, just bought her non-reimbursable, non-exchangeable tickets without asking for her vacation first.

The second one HAS to have her vacation then because her bf, who btw owns 2 restaurants and is his OWN boss, is taking his vacation in September.

Not only does she demand to have her vacation, she also lives with her bf, in his through-work-gotten-apartment 2 MINUTES from where SHE lives and 1 min from where HE works and they have the same days off.

So it's not like they don't see each other.

The third was primarily employed to do office work, but she now only does what the others do, except that she doesn't do electrolysis, permanent make-up, LPC OR eyelash extensions. She does what any other "plain" beautician does.

And she's paid 2-3€/h more than the rest of us.

So she demands to have her vacation in September because otherwise it's not possible and she threatens to leave if she doesn't get what she wants.

So my boss is faced with sneaks who blackmail and threaten her.

What does she do ?

She asks ME to change my operation date.

WTF.

Seriously ? That really shows how LITTLE she appreciates me and how she is more afraid of losing the others (2 of which do neither electorlysis, permanent make-up or lash extensions) and not losing me, who does everything the others do EXCEPT electrolysis, speaks 3 languages (I sometimes teach the girls how to write their OWN F-ING language) and puts her job before her health (broken bone, 2nd degree burn, arm contusion) and agrees to do anything asked of her without a thank you, please, compensation.

The only thing I get when coming to work while hurt is "it's so difficult to organize the planning when you work even when you are hurt". So you'd rather I stay home and NOT bring money to you bitches ?! You DARE say it's difficult when I'm making efforts for YOU ?! When it's difficult for me to WALK ?! To use my left hand ?!

FUCK YOU.

Oh dear, I think I lost my calm.

So anyways, I spoke to my sister, my mom and my step-dad and they all said that I need to go talk to my boss and tell her how I feel.

I can't always be the one who is asked to do everything and EXPECTED to act with a big smile.

Why should I bend to the will of others, why always me ?

Sure, sometimes I agree because it doesn't bother me, but to always give and never get ANYTHING in return ? I was even refused 1 (one) Saturday I wanted to get to attend a friend's wedding. I asked for it a few months ago.

Denied.

Gee, thanks.

I'll remember you when I look for a new job, I'll remember what not agree to.

And I'll laugh when you lose money.

(this is just me dreaming, but it would be so good to be able to be the one laughing at the end)

I just hope that one day she'll understand what I am worth and start treating me like the one who she'll never risk losing.

Easter

Wah !

I created !
I made a cow out of polymer clay for a colleague of mine. It turned out pretty great, I was just sad to give it away since she's not someone I appreciate that much. So yeah.
But it gave me an excuse to create so I'm not complaining that much.

I ordered a whole bunch of different colors in Fimo and Sculpey ! I found them really cheap on eBay, someone who sold her "collection" for a bargain. I was lucky enough to have found her offer, it saved me 150€ ! Insane.

To celebrate Easter, we went to Bruges with Olivier. We took the car Saturday, drove 3h, spent 2 nights at an ok hotel and drove back on Easter Monday.
I ate like a pig :D And we bought lots of chocolates ! Hihihihihhihiiii !
The weather was ok, grey, a bit windy and wet, but overall it was enjoyable. The museums weren't worth the entrance fees, but the beer was ok.

Yesterday I experimented with the few polymer clays I already have, and I made 3 charms for my bracelet with them.
Cakes are really hard to make, whoa. I hope I won't lose patience with making them amongst other stuff. I have so many ideas, but I also have to ask myself this :

"Once I've made them, what do I do with them?"

Good question.

So, my operation is supposed to be in September.

All that might still change ! I was asked today to change the date from September to October.

Why, you ask ? Because 3 other girls want their vacations in September.

One apparently already booked and paid for her vacation without asking permission first.

Another demands to get her vacation then, otherwise she'll just fake a sickness and not come work.

A third is pretty much like the second 'xcept that she threatens to leave.

So since everyone else refuses to bend, it's up to ME to do that for the others.

Compensation ? Wait, what ? For being nice ? I'm sorry, you must be living in Laalaaland, since you should just be happy to get paid at the end of the month.

I reeeeaaally want to say no.

Really I do.

I'm too angry now, this situation sucks.