My tardiness at work has finally caught up with me. I was told that if it happened two more times that I'd be "seperated from the company". I wouldn't mind getting divorced from the company at this point, I'd just like to have myself another job to fall back on.
You know what? I really hate the term "tardy". It stems from the latin word tardus, meaning "slow". Well, FUCK THAT. I'm not slow, I just like to take my time in the morning (and hit my snooze button incessantly). I would much rather be referred to as
tarty. I can't hear tardy without thinking about some lame teacher in middle/high school with a scowl on her face proclaiming "you're tardy!" as I walked in the door.
In my world, 10-15 minutes late wouldn't matter and it wouldn't effect the way they view me as a worker (and I KNOW that sounds unrealistic). Perhaps I should blame it on my Peruvian blood (I'm grasping for something here....) Peruvians are notoriously late for everything, so you see, I can't help it. My lineage has marred my workmanship. But really! Am I crazy for not understanding why being EXACTLY on time matters so much?
Yes, I overslept by an HOUR the other day, but I'm still perplexed as to how that happened because I went to bed two hours earlier than I normally do! What gives? Oh, I know what gives. I hate my job and try as I might, it's getting harder and harder to mask.
But what should I do?
I won't be in Baltimore for that much longer (at least that's the tentative plan) so would getting a job for the last 2.5-3 months I'm here really be worth it?? Should I stay at my current job and remain miserable (but secure)? If I don't get my ass fired, I can always transfer to another location in the DC area (because this place is getting as bad as starbucks..) until I find a better job.
