Seraphim's Journal of Muses

For the past few days, every time I have left work I have been angry. Not just grumpy, but really angry. Either through being treated like shit by the new manager (Mr. 'it's not my problem') or them wanting me to work extra shifts or changing their mind at the last minute, or making me pay for mistakes that are their fault.... or a million and one other things. I'm so fed up with them. But there is no way I can even think about leaving or complaining until I have enough money saved up to go to England.... which will be a good few months yet. Bah.

On a lighter note, Freja seems to have calmed down a little, and meows constantly much less of the time.

Anyway, off to work now, to see what joys it may bring. Ho Hum.