Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Tomorrow


I'm dreading it. 
I so much wish I could go in there, and just quit, and not have to work a four hour shift.
Actually, I so wish I could just go in there, work my four hour shift, and return the next day for another shift, and another and another and another and earn money.
But this is reality. 
No, I have to go work my pitiful four hour lunch rush shift of 11am-2pm, change out of my uniform, take a deep breath, ask to speak in private to a manager, and express that I need to quit. I need to express my problems with the benefits, as well as the idea that I have been hired nearly a month and I have worked what will be a total of 13 hours. I need to request the other paycheck that I never got notice about, and the one due this next week that will have tomorrow's four hours on it (Wednesdays are the weekly payday). I need to explain that I would be happy to continue working and count this as my "two weeks notice" while they attempt to find new hires, but if I am not needed, it would be easier if I do not come all the way out there.
I am absolutely terrified.
I'm 100% positive that tonight I will have nonstop dreams about all the ways the talk with the manager will go. Dreams about me freaking out and stumbling on all my words until I fall into hysterics. Dreams about the manager scolding me for being a waste of their time. Dreams about how after these things happen and I apply for new jobs, they tell employers how I'm socially inept and can't handle talking to the staff.
I just wish everything could have worked out differently. I wish this wasn't taking such a toll on me. 
I just wish everything would go away and just go the way they need to.

Monday, May 28, 2012

Although I have to be up at 5am tomorrow, my mind thinks now is a perfect time to bring this back and let everything that I can out.

I'm willing to bet that in about five minutes, my train of thought will be shot, and I'll be falling asleep at my laptop...

Everything feels awful right now. I'm sure it only feels a thousand times more awful than it already is, though, and I feel selfish in that respect.

I finally had managed to get a job. Yeah, it was a shitty job at McDonald's. I was that desperate.
Who would have thought McD's would offer health insurance benefits to its employees?
Not my family.

According to my father's health care and insurance plan, if I am on his plan, and I am 19, and I get a job that so much as offers me benefits at all, I am obliged to take them. This just ruined everything.

The health benefits through McD's are, yes for those who have nothing, a godsend. But for me, they are horrible. They cover all fields, but there is a $1,000 yearly cap. Which means, that's the amount a year the insurance will pay for on prescriptions, office visits, bills, or anything. Which, for me, is not enough.
I see a specialist every two months for my ADD, and his office visits alone cost over $200 each. There goes all my insurance money. That doesn't even cover my physician, or gynecologist. Also, I take (consistently) three different types of medication. Medications that I need to function properly. Two of them, by order of my doctor, CANNOT BE GENERIC. The McD's insurance only covers generic prescriptions. Thankfully, the vision and dental portion of my father's plan didn't mind if I stayed with them instead. But this still does not work.

After 30 days of employment, I have to terminate the insurance I'm on with my father, and sign up within 40 days of that for the McD's insurance.

We did the math. If I managed to work 25 hours a week, I'd be able to pay for the insurance benefits. However, after taking out taxes and the money for the insurance, I'd be left with as little as $25 a week, if anything at all. Since I currently live in Warren and work in Troy, the job therefore wouldn't even be paying for the gas to get to work.

Even so, as it seems now, I would never get those 25 hours a week. I have been officially hired since May 9th, 2012. So far, I have worked a grand total of about nine hours. I am not yet even on a consistent schedule. I had to actually call today to see if I was written down for any day this week. And the ONLY day I'm scheduled is on Thursday, 11am-2pm. That is absolute bullshit.

All in all, it's a bad and shitty situation, and I'm going to have to quit anyway.

But I cannot find a job at any place that DOESN'T offer health benefits, and its becoming extremely stressful to try and find a place that doesn't offer them, that I can tolerate, that is between here and school, that isn't too far, that isn't too close, that I'm happy with. At this point, I'm being less than picky. I'm basically whoring myself out to every business I see.

This is all taking a toll on me.

I look at all this and just wish I didn't have to be in school, that I could just have a 9-5 job as a secretary somewhere, get decent benefits, get a decent paycheck or salary, and just live life.

And then I get worse. I think, goodness... is any of this really worth it at all? I feel hopeless. I feel that I will NEVER be able to be on my own because of all my problems. I feel empty and numb and I don't know what to do anymore.

My depression and anxiety is getting really bad, and I don't know how to handle it...

And I've reached that point where my mind is swimming so fast that its blank and I need to sleep.

I need to start using this more.
Good luck with that...
What even is this anymore. Pft.