…except I might be getting somewhere with the cute cashier. I don’t know, though. I don’t know know what she looks like but her demeanor is cute and she has healthy hands. What a difference a mouth makes in determining what someone looks like. I only see her for a few moments in a day but she seems to have that facemask plastered to her face. 

I took a day off yesterday. Not my first day off since startiong here but the first paid day off. Got screwed out of 2 days pay by a supervisor’s overenthusiastic negligence. I commented how this was my first regular desk job in a long time. She kind of flinched, showed her cards a little bit I’d say, in a tic that I interpreted as evidence that she had studied my resume and background and found a conspicuous gap of 20 years since being in a “real” job.

When I made the comment she said “Take a mental health day.” I wasn’t expecting that but, at her suggestion, why would I say no? I requested a day off, but I requested it in such a way that they gave me 2 days instead of just one.

Unfortunately for all involved it was later revealed that I had not been here long enough to earn a paid day off. In fact my 2nd day off came just one day before the start of my fourth month here. Only after 4 months fo you get paid days off. 

It’s not lost on me that I could have had a heads up on this matter but most of the discussion about “probation” and all it entailed was lost on me. I didn’t care about such things because I didn’t expect to miss a single day. The matter of 4 months minimum before a paid day off was certainly mentioned but I don’t remember it, though I should.

Blahblahblah.Workplace gripes. Always fascinating to someone, right?

I took a full 2mg dosage of lorazapam today, even though I did not feel a real need for it. Just wanted to see what impact it has, and in combo with the BP med. I might make this combo an everyday thing at the office, to make the time seem less panicked.