jessieJEALOUSY
Active Member
It all started yesterday, I found my Thick-Tailed gecko, dead in his enclosure, Needless to say, i was in total hysterics, im talking like, panic attack X feinting. I just got so emotional over it.
i was supposed to go into work that night, except i wouldnt have trusted my self to pour a glass of water, let alone drive the car into work, deal with customers, then drive home again. I asked mum to ring in sick for me, i couldnt breathe long enough to even think about talking about it.
Mum then asked me what she was to say as the reason for me not going to work, i was like, 'just tell them the truth?!' to which her response was 'What, tell them your lizard died?! Sorry Jessica, but seriously, thats not really a good enough reason.'
I was totally speechless over this D:
if it had been my dog or cat, im sure it would have been worthy enough.
I ended up going to work today, and when asked why i didnt come in last night, i told them the truth, i cop'd so much crap for it, they all laughed and jeered.
i was crying again in no time.
Just cause my "lizard" wasnt furry, or interactive like a dog or cat, doesnt mean i didnt have an attachment to it. I loved it as much, if not more, than what i love my dog.
I just found it really unfair and unjust that both co-workers and management we're having a good laugh at this. I felt like i couldnt even take it up with someone higher because they would have just laughed to.
-deep breath-
Iuno, it just hurt more that everyone got a good laugh out of it. While i was really REALLY upset over it. I didnt wanna rant to anyone else, i thought you guys might understand.
/endrant.
i was supposed to go into work that night, except i wouldnt have trusted my self to pour a glass of water, let alone drive the car into work, deal with customers, then drive home again. I asked mum to ring in sick for me, i couldnt breathe long enough to even think about talking about it.
Mum then asked me what she was to say as the reason for me not going to work, i was like, 'just tell them the truth?!' to which her response was 'What, tell them your lizard died?! Sorry Jessica, but seriously, thats not really a good enough reason.'
I was totally speechless over this D:
if it had been my dog or cat, im sure it would have been worthy enough.
I ended up going to work today, and when asked why i didnt come in last night, i told them the truth, i cop'd so much crap for it, they all laughed and jeered.
i was crying again in no time.
Just cause my "lizard" wasnt furry, or interactive like a dog or cat, doesnt mean i didnt have an attachment to it. I loved it as much, if not more, than what i love my dog.
I just found it really unfair and unjust that both co-workers and management we're having a good laugh at this. I felt like i couldnt even take it up with someone higher because they would have just laughed to.
-deep breath-
Iuno, it just hurt more that everyone got a good laugh out of it. While i was really REALLY upset over it. I didnt wanna rant to anyone else, i thought you guys might understand.
/endrant.