Find desk. Bang Head. Repeatedly. 10/22/2000

*sighs* I have got to learn to not be so trusting.

Actually, I never considered mself a really trusting person. I guess somehow I am.

I got burned today. Burned real fucking bad...... one of my coworkers betrayed me.

You remember the scene in Braveheart where Wallace discovers it's Robert the Bruce that betrayed him? Remember that look in his eye? That's how I've felt since about 1.....

I got reported. Big deal, that's not what I'm upset about. I was doing smething a little risky and got my fingers slapped. Last thing anyone wants is workers comp (call me crazy but I like my job, and miss my animals on my days off). Boss and I were cool afterwards.

Both incidents reported had only ONE person around that would have known. And hell, I shoulda seen it coming.

But on the first incident reported, there was only ONE other person even within earshot, much less standing right next to me. In fact, I did what I did in order to help her get her job done faster as I was finished with my chores that day. She was asked to go in and do that. I was helping. The animal would not do what we wanted, I knew how to get it done, he moved, and poof, we were able to get on with it.

And the two faced little snot reported me for going into the enclosure (yes, I had been warned of him before, he's attacked and nearly killed a keeper, and I was new and quite naieve at that point back then).

And then, on the second incident, she all out fucking LIED about what I did. There are certain animals we're supposed to be very careful of. For some reason, when I'm around infront of their enclosure when making morning rounds, they'll come up to the grid and sniff and purr. I'll put my hand to the fence to give them something to sniff, why not reward the social effort, eh? So, my superior today says "why were you in there scratching the bobcats backs?"

*blinks* S'cuse me? Honey I was making rounds that day, I haven't been inside their enclosure for three weeks. My hand was against the fence. I'm also not stupid enough to get spiked.

So of course, the snot goes and reports me, instead of saying "Hey, dude? Uhm, that's not a good idea" or something like that. She brings this up to my superior, in a way that could make me LOSE MY JOB, rather than point it out to me that "___ will kill you if she finds out." I thought we were a fucking team. What is this, kiss up to the curator?! I'm supposed to TRUST you at my back if we have an emergency?

And she had the gall this afternoon to offer to help me out in my area with the evening feeding, so that I could finish up painting one of the inside enclosures I was working on from yesterday. In fact, she was the second person to offer to handle the second feeding so I could have half an hour to paint. I let her do it, of course, with a charming smile, no less.

Course, I'll probably hear about it when I get back that she had to pull for me cause I was slacking *smirk* I had a witness this time, though. And I pulled three areas today, Miss Priss only got one done. Bitch just declared war. And with time, and patience, I shall have my opportunity to say I know what you did, and I did not forget without stooping down to her level.

I shall just rant and rave and scream and swear here...... and afterwards, take a deep breath, and open another beer. And just chill....

Man, I took a plebian job to AVOID office politics. We work our asses off for SHIT pay, and they still have time for this bs. So far the only people I'm getting along with out there are the old school ones, that have been there 3 or more years, some up to ten. They don't care about this, they care about the animals. They barely even talk at lunch. The ones that are 20 and 22? Fuggit..... I dont like working with children.

The job that I have IN an office? My boss took all employees, and their significant others to a fucking mountain RESORT for a weekend! AND paid for the beer! I gotta figure out a way to work more than part time for him.....

And the chick that reported me? Hell, I liked her too, I thought she was cool, I even admired her for some things. So far I'm counting two keepers out there that may now be as cool as I think they are. The rest all hit a darker light today..... I don't want to go to work and not be able to trust those that are out there, not be able to pal around with them during the day. I prefer it back on the street, there at least I expect to get stabbed in the back.

If you don't like me, just avoid me..... quit with this pretending two faced shit. People never friggen grow up, do they? I'm wondering if I even have a friend out there....

There..... I ranted, I feel better now. This crap keeps up, they won't have to dismiss me for another "incident".... I'll walk. There's this sweet job a county down that I'm tempted to just try for..... and if I get it? Here's my two weeks....