I am so mad right now I could spit. I am really tired of playing games with Deaconess. Ever since last Sunday, the 10th, I have had nothing but trouble from them. I heard I was written up-for standing around and not doing anything. Then, on the following Thursday, I was yelled at for no apparent reason at all. It is a little more complicated than that, but I don't want to go into it all. There's more. The next Sunday I was told I was taken off the schedule for Tuesday because they didn't think I could come in after being there so late on Monday. Monday I got yelled at for making them short, even though it was Sharon's fault. I tried to double check with her and she told me they had enough people. Tonight I went in to work room service. Pam Liggins was also scheduled. I was livid. I ended up doing stupid stuff. I was there until nine o'clock, which is when Annie told me I could leave. I left at nine. If I get in trouble I think I'll quit. Arrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!

Last night at the game, I had a lot of fun. I hope Natalie did too. I hope to be able to see her tomorrow night. We'll see at four o'clock.