This whole week has been shit

         Okay so I am totally not making this up.  My week has been total shit.  So I guess I will start from the beginning.

         My dad was in a motorcycle accident.  He survived with a broken leg and fraturced hip.  I did not find out until the next day because I left my cell in my backpack.  I was crying so hard and I was so worried.  Then he was going to have to go into surgery the next day.  I have tried talking to my dad everyday since he has been in the hosiptal and it feels like he is blowing me off.  Like the one time I call to talk to him my mom answers the phone and I talk to her for 40 minutes and my dad 5.  I was really upset.  Prior to this I tried calling my dad twice and he was like oh call back your aunt is right now.  Give me 30 mintues.  I give him 40 and he still still didn't have time for me.

         For those who don't know I live out of state.  I am 1,500 miles from where my family lives.  I can't just drive to the hospital to see my dad and he is acting like he can't put time aside to talk to me.  I really starting to feel like the black sheep in my family and like they don't give a shit about me.  Like last year I had a aunt who was sick with cancer and no one told me.  I didn't know until she passed away, that's when I found out.  My cousin had another baby and no one even told me she was pregnant I mean I beyond fed up with this crap.

        Then I went shopping for some new clothes for my new job.  I need to look professional and everything.  I have 8 outfits but I mostly needed more slacks.  I decided to try on some blazers, button down shirts and what not.  I went to a store here in the US called Kohls.  I couldn't fit a damn thing in there.  Well a little lie.  Of course I could fit the size 14 pants!  I was livid.  So I remember there was this plus size store down the street.  I was like "I wonder...."  So I went in there and I could fit the smallest size which was a 14/16.  I was happy to find clothes that fit but at the same time I was really pissed off.  I mean Plus size clothing.  I got so mad.  This did not help my already digusted mood from dealing with my family issues.

        Good news though is I am getting serious buzz at work about me resigning.  It's so ridiculous how the people that took the jobs I wanted had something to say.  Then some of the management have been avoiding.  It's like what the fuck.  I don't work in your department, and you never offered me a job in your department and you treated me like shit so what the fuck is your problem.  My manager was cool, she understood and knew I was leaving soon.  Everyone else is surprised.  Nothing to be surprised about.  I will not let you keep shitting on me.

       Let me get ready to go in there now.  I have to have an exiting interview.  Hahaha this shall be interesting.