Incensed...
Apr. 19th, 2005 03:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
white_tiger
If the list of many emotions in this journal had the word "incensed," I would undoubtedly have that listed as one of my emotions. Since I can't, it's the subject header, and how I feel my day has gone-a lot of work done, and nothing to show for it.
My morning, as was shown earlier, didn't start well, yet the only good part was helping my mother out when she needed it. The remainder of my day was the same, more or less. I was called into work today-meaning I wasn't able to go to school today and had to miss a class; I'll need to make it up, knowing the school system. I was actually able to make it in on time, and worked for over four hours-nearly five, but I got to leave before 2:30. I was paid $20.00, instead of the promised $30.00, and had to use that amount to pay for lunch for myself and my boss when he'd said he would treat us. I don't understand why I couldn't have been paid the promised amount today, and don't understand why I had to give up the $20.00 almost immediately after receiving it.
The only thing I know is this: I may get the promised $30.00 later on this week, or I may get less than that as the week dwindles on, since I was promised $5.00, but I won't be getting over $100.00 this week, period. Knowing that not only sours my mood, but doesn't leave me in a good enough mood to say what I found myself dreaming about last night-the good, or the bad. No quote for today, but the noted music, even if I've used it more than once, calms me, somewhat, and it's done by one of my favorite groups; the title reminds me of what's been a required saying: The eyes are a doorway to the soul...
My morning, as was shown earlier, didn't start well, yet the only good part was helping my mother out when she needed it. The remainder of my day was the same, more or less. I was called into work today-meaning I wasn't able to go to school today and had to miss a class; I'll need to make it up, knowing the school system. I was actually able to make it in on time, and worked for over four hours-nearly five, but I got to leave before 2:30. I was paid $20.00, instead of the promised $30.00, and had to use that amount to pay for lunch for myself and my boss when he'd said he would treat us. I don't understand why I couldn't have been paid the promised amount today, and don't understand why I had to give up the $20.00 almost immediately after receiving it.
The only thing I know is this: I may get the promised $30.00 later on this week, or I may get less than that as the week dwindles on, since I was promised $5.00, but I won't be getting over $100.00 this week, period. Knowing that not only sours my mood, but doesn't leave me in a good enough mood to say what I found myself dreaming about last night-the good, or the bad. No quote for today, but the noted music, even if I've used it more than once, calms me, somewhat, and it's done by one of my favorite groups; the title reminds me of what's been a required saying: The eyes are a doorway to the soul...
