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.