A coworker told my boss that I smell and sent my home to change my clothes. These are brand new, fresh out of the box clothes mind you, so I was taken aback. Why tell my boss that, why not just tell me? So rude. And now they’re saying that I’m lying about my hours. What about the other girl who works here who says she clocked 20 hours when she was sick for a week and did nothing. I’ve been doing ALL the landlord calls. Now she gets to go and take pictures for hours, which is my job not hers, and she does graphic design work for them, which is my job not hers. I’m sick of it. Completely sick of it. I’d have half a mind to quit if I didn’t need the money so badly.
i've noticed your art is a lot less vulgar recently! Is this due to you being in a different state of mind?
The minute I got on meds for bipolar was the minute my art started to change. I’m currently very medicated and so its less vulgar and less creative even. Nothing I can change however since without these drugs I’d be a complete looney-tune.