A rant here, where my coworkers cannot see... 2 years ago I got called up to the office while at work. I always did more than I should for them, and used this as a chance to go on a bathroom break on my way, since I didn't usually get to without being yelled at. I also checked my phone to see that my mom was having my horse put down. He was very sick and I had hoped I would get home before it was time, but I couldn't make him wait and suffer. Naturally, I was crying by the time I made it into the office. My dept manager and the store manager were there because I asked for 2 Fridays off, as my husband worked and I needed to take care of my kids. While they were berating me for putting my family first, the store manager then asked why I was crying. To her, it was obviously a sign of weakness. I explained about my horse. She snapped, "I didn't know you even had a horse!" And carried on giving me bad parenting advice on how she balances kids and work. My blood was boiling at that point and was so close to video calling my nurse husband to take the pulse on my dead horse to show her that I did indeed have a horse and that he was, in fact dead. (Although I would have cried from the injustice and absurdity of the office meeting anyways, even if I hadn't heard about my horse.) I jumped at the chance to get out of that toxic store and transfer to one twice as far away but a million times more friendly and understanding. The anniversary of his death brings out more anger than sadness 😮💨
