1. My fiancé's boss is a dumb fucking cunt. My fiancé and one of her coworkers (who, personality-wise, is just like her) are the only two people at the daycare they work at who are certified teachers of infants and/or toddlers, everybody else is just there as assistants, but they're the ones who get fucked over the most, ie. my fiancé has seen her hours cut drastically in the last few weeks and then had her boss ask her to cancel a doctor's appointment because one other person (who's habitually late and is awful at her job) tried to call out for the second time this week.
Suffice it to say, she's looking for another job ASAP. Her boss is just so completely incompetent that the moment her and her coworker bail for elsewhere (and there's a daycare that's part of a state-wide chain which pays better, offers benefits, and is hiring certified infant and toddler teachers) the place will probably devolve into chaos prior to closing. Good. This bitch is fucking stupid.
2. Come home from a post-work evening of shit (taking my fiancé to her doctor's appointment, dropping off our deposit at the hall we're renting so we 100% reserve it, picking up her prescription, hanging out with her brother and his girlfriend for a little while, and then grab dinner) to find a pair of my sneakers missing. My steel-toed boots are still there at the bottom of the stairs leading up to our apartment, her winter boots are still there, it's just my sneakers that are gone. Fantastic. I just bought a new pair of high tops Monday night, but still: some fuckhead stole my shit.
