I (24) just had a horrid weekend that ended in me breaking down in ugly sobs in my friend's arm after breaking up with my girlfriend and realising I was facing the very real prospect of going homeless in the coming months.
I live about an hour's drive from work so usually I leave with time to spare and end up arriving about 15 minutes early, which is never acknowledged. I don't have a lot of choice because if I leave 10 minutes later I'll arrive 15 minutes late. This doesn't bother me because I typically enjoy the job.
Since last night went so poorly, I wasn't able to sleep until much later than normal. Add on severe clinical depression and I had a very hard time dragging myself out the door this morning but still managed to arrive only 5 minutes late. It's also worth noting I work a trade as an apprentice, so in reality it really doesn't matter what time I rock up as long as the job gets done.
The first thing the boss says to me when I walk through the door is “do you understand you need to be on time?” He proceeds to give a lecture about punctuality and when I responded with “I'm usually early, today was only 5 minutes late” his only answer was “now think about that response”. Bitch I did, that's why I said it.
If he starts micromanaging me I'm out. I'm not some fresh-out-of-high-school kid who's never worked a day in his life, but even if I was I would be worthy of basic respect and understanding.
Anyway, rant over. I'm just pissed and thought this might be a reasonably appropriate story for this sub.
TL;DR had a shitty weekend, boss then lectured me for being 5 whole minutes late when I'm usually 15 minutes early.