Work and Play

I am now a soccer mom. My two started soccer last night. Both are very excited about it. Neither had played on a team before which I could tell made the coaches nervous - but I was told that they did much better than expected. We're still waiting to hear when the third child starts. It's always suspicious when the she-ex tells us "I don't know". It usually means, "I know a lot but refuse to tell you because I love to play games and control your lives". Or at least, that's my interpretation.

I cleaned the dining room yesterday at work from top to bottom. I like to stay busy and may have even done it on my own, but I resent being asked to do it. Why should they pay a cleaner to come in each night ( she does a crappy job anyway ) when I will clean for $6.20/hr.? I was hired as a server - not a cleaner! I am paid the wage of someone who gets tips. If they want me to clean, I think that they should pay me more!

The owners and manager had a meeting yesterday. I served them. I hate doing that!!!! I always feel as though I'm interrupting when I go to the table and yet if I leave them alone, then they don't get the service that they expect. I got the evil eye from one of the owners as I was clearing his table. I think he was afraid that I was reading his top-secret documents that he had out on the table. Give me a break! I've been there for almost two years and the man called me Trish yesterday! It's so good to be respected and appreciated in the workplace.

The truth is that I really don't want to work at all. Wish I didn't have to. It irks me to no end that I am working five days a week while the she-ex sits on her ass and collects spousal support! That's my real problem. The previous two paragraphs are just my excuses why I shouldn't be working. I'll admit to my own BS.