Since the Dawn of Time...

I grew up as an only child and being an “only” definitely had its advantages and disadvantages but one thing it didn’t do…was make me your typical spoiled brat.  My parents never had a ton of money and they both worked extremely hard so that they could provide for me but, they also taught me how important it is for me to work and be responsible.  I started working when I was 11 years old for my dad who owned his own handyman business.  When I was 18, I got my first “big girl” job as an admin for an advertising agency which helped pay for my college education.  I worked full-time and went to school part-time.  I’m now 33 and still working my ass off.  I still have a “big girl” job (part-time) and my husband and I own our own bar/restaurant.  I’m not complaining, I actually like working hard…it gives me something to do and keeps me out of trouble but, what really bugs me, especially in an economy such as this, is when people just take having a job for granted.  And I feel like a lot of people coming up in the workforce now just don’t get it.  To me they come across as feeling entitled and they are somewhat lazy and inconsiderate.  Does anyone else feel that way?  Or, is it just because now I’m in my 30’s and the reality of it is, I was the same way in my 20’s?  I don’t know…all I do know is that yesterday I got screwed and I’m pissed!

Thursday’s are my longest day of the week.  I typically work for my “big girl” job about 3 to 3.5 hours.  Then I jump in the shower, grab a bite to eat and I’m off to the bar.  I open the bar on Thursdays so I have to stock beer, do roll-ups, portions, clean and get the place open for business by 3 p.m.  Then I bar tend till about 9:30 p.m.  My relief comes in at 9 p.m. but has to restock beer etc. before she comes on.  Last night turned out quite differently though, as my relief decided to call off work ten minutes before she was supposed to walk through the door.  At that point, it was too late to try and find someone to fill in for so I just said fine, I’ll work it!  I ended up working the shift.  Thankfully, the girl that comes in it 7 p.m. to wait tables, till about 9 p.m., decided to stay on with me and we just toughed it out together.  I mean who calls off ten minutes before your supposed to show up for work.  You can’t really do that in the service industry because the hours are weird and most people in this industry have other jobs.  Not to mention the fact that she called off because of her period!  WHAT?!  I just couldn’t believe it. 

In the end, myself and my faithful side-kicked, pushed through the night will smiles on our faces, made some great money and had some giggles.  But, I’m still really upset and I can’t figure out if I’m upset with her because I’m her boss and I feel like what she did was inconsiderate and disrespectful or, if I’m upset because she’s my friend and it was inconsiderate and disrespectful.  Either way, I have to say something to her and I’m just not looking forward to it.  I mean, I can appreciate the girl calling off because she didn’t think she could work her entire shift, but I didn’t appreciate her doing it ten minutes before she arrived.  I don’t know…I just feel like all of these younger kids pull this crap all the time and it’s frustrating to me because they make more money working 20 hours per week then most people twice their age, not to mention the fact that so many people are without work right now and really struggling.  Calling off because you have your period doesn’t seem to me like you appreciate your job….the one that I gave you and can take away from you anytime.  I’m baffled… I just can’t imagine calling off work (any work) because I have my period.  Women have been working with their periods since the dawn of time.

UGH!

I apologize for the rambling and complaining etc. but I’m frustrated.  Sometimes, this is when I wish that we never opened our own business! 

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Men and Their Periods!

It must really be nice to be a man…to do, say and behave any way they want.  They even get their periods.  Granted, it’s not all fun and games as us ladies know but come on…can’t we just have one thing that’s all ours?!  Not to mention the fact that although we can get moody during "Aunt Flow’s" visit, we pick ourselves up by our boot straps and keep trucking along!

So the last few days have been a bit trying with my hubby.  Don’t get me wrong, I love him dearly but when he gets in bad mood, he really gets in a bad mood. ..Italian style!   It started last week when he got upset with me because I didn’t want to stay down at the bar and have a few drinks with him before I went home.  Now, let me put my day in to perspective for all you readers.  I worked eight hours at my “big girl” job, came home, changed and then had to be down at the bar to work another four hours.  He napped all day.  He showed up at the bar around 9ish and just disappeared in the basement to get some paperwork done.  I finished work around 10 p.m. and by then, I was beat.  I went down to say hi and bye and then…he just went crazy!  He started saying that I don’t like spending time with him and I don’t care about his feelings…blah, blah, blah!  Really dude?  I swear his behavior mirrored that of a teenage girl on her period!  I mean, who just worked 12 hours and who just napped and played video games all day?

Saturday, I thought things were looking up.  He was in a great mood, making jokes, smiling and then… it all went to crap again.  By the end of a very busy night at our bar, the staff (who we love) royally messed up the register and credit card machine.  Granted, it was a really stupid mistake but it was stupid busy and in the rush, they hit a few wrong buttons.  My husband has very little patience for this sort of stuff (even though he’s guilty of having done it himself) and it took every bit of energy that I had left to keep him calm and to figure out the problem myself.  Keep in mind, I had the night off and I was more than a little tipsy!  But surprise, surprise, us ladies have to do it all right?

By Sunday, he was just angry at the world and I was just getting more and more frustrated!  There’s only so much I can take before my fuse runs out.  We went to his parent’s house for dinner and to watch the football game (btw...I can’t believe we lost to the Ravens again) and by Monday, I just decided I had enough.  So I left the house and actually started, and put a nice dent in, my Christmas shopping.  By the time I got home, his “period” finally ended.  He sat me down and apologized for being such a douche over the last few days.  He even cleaned the house and ordered dinner for us.   

Thank god it’s all over.  All I can say is that it must have been a very “heavy” month for him and hopefully it won’t rear its ugly head for another six months! 

My Words of Wisdom:  Most of the time, men act like children.  It's just their nature.  We as ladies have to be the strong ones and no when to pick our battles.  It wasn't worth me getting all pissed off at him.  I tried to cheer him up and when I realized I was at my breaking point...I just went out for a little retail therapy.  I knew his foul mood would eventually pass and it wasn't worth it to me to put any more heat on the fire when I knew...he was just on his period!

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