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Welp.
It's Saturday night. And well, to be blunt, I'm FUCKING tired.
It's been a long long LONNNNNG week.
So I finally got my emotional release. It happened at work.
Some random person had found a very small kitten at their work and dropped it off saying that it looked like it was about to die. So we took it in to be euthanized. ( Now granted. Witnessing these things is part of my job. And I have to learn to deal with them. We'd already had like 3-4 Euthanasias that day so I was already pretty tapped emotionally. ) So the poor little thing was maybe a month old and was meowing ever so often. It looked very very unhealthy. But was still struggling.
So it got taken into the back and I examined it with one of the vets who said that it was suffering and about to die and that putting it down was what was best. I agreed and walked out of the room. I promptly sat down in the receptionist area and started to bawl my eyes out. I felt so horrible for this little kitten. I can handle older animals being put down because they've lived long and fulfilling lives. But when it's babies that haven't even had a chance it tears me apart inside.
So while I was crying a couple of the other receptionists were calming me down and someone came in and said they were going to try and save it. I guess what had happened is when they when to put it down it started meowing rather rapidly as if it was trying to prove it wanted a chance. So I went back in the back and saw there were a lot of people helping the little kitten.
Sadly, it died this morning. But I felt better because at least they had tried. Poor little baby.
Along with the shitty news of my roommate deciding to move out in the BUSIEST month of my life which gives me like NO time to find a roommate. My tire decides to run out of air in Berkeley. Yay. So that might be a possible slow leak. And when I got home my computer was fucking up. So yay. Shit on my a little more why don't ya? ( Thanks Aron for helping me fix one of my comp. problems )
But in lighter news. I got the haunted house job. And they're going to pay us more money. All in all it comes to a little over 800 dollars. SO!
IF ANYONE WANTS TO WORK AT THE HAUNT THEY STILL NEED ACTORS!!! LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT MORE INFORMATION!!!!
Annnywayy.. Not much else going on. I'm a little worried. I've been trying to get a hold of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tidus for the last couple days and it seems his phone is off. Which is odd because he's addicted to his cell phone and it's always on. So I hope nothing's wrong. If anyone knows anything, info would be great.
So that's it. My last day off for a while tomorrow. And fuck. I'm gonna enjoy it.
Peace out ya'll.
It's Saturday night. And well, to be blunt, I'm FUCKING tired.
It's been a long long LONNNNNG week.
So I finally got my emotional release. It happened at work.
Some random person had found a very small kitten at their work and dropped it off saying that it looked like it was about to die. So we took it in to be euthanized. ( Now granted. Witnessing these things is part of my job. And I have to learn to deal with them. We'd already had like 3-4 Euthanasias that day so I was already pretty tapped emotionally. ) So the poor little thing was maybe a month old and was meowing ever so often. It looked very very unhealthy. But was still struggling.
So it got taken into the back and I examined it with one of the vets who said that it was suffering and about to die and that putting it down was what was best. I agreed and walked out of the room. I promptly sat down in the receptionist area and started to bawl my eyes out. I felt so horrible for this little kitten. I can handle older animals being put down because they've lived long and fulfilling lives. But when it's babies that haven't even had a chance it tears me apart inside.
So while I was crying a couple of the other receptionists were calming me down and someone came in and said they were going to try and save it. I guess what had happened is when they when to put it down it started meowing rather rapidly as if it was trying to prove it wanted a chance. So I went back in the back and saw there were a lot of people helping the little kitten.
Sadly, it died this morning. But I felt better because at least they had tried. Poor little baby.
Along with the shitty news of my roommate deciding to move out in the BUSIEST month of my life which gives me like NO time to find a roommate. My tire decides to run out of air in Berkeley. Yay. So that might be a possible slow leak. And when I got home my computer was fucking up. So yay. Shit on my a little more why don't ya? ( Thanks Aron for helping me fix one of my comp. problems )
But in lighter news. I got the haunted house job. And they're going to pay us more money. All in all it comes to a little over 800 dollars. SO!
IF ANYONE WANTS TO WORK AT THE HAUNT THEY STILL NEED ACTORS!!! LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT MORE INFORMATION!!!!
Annnywayy.. Not much else going on. I'm a little worried. I've been trying to get a hold of
tidus for the last couple days and it seems his phone is off. Which is odd because he's addicted to his cell phone and it's always on. So I hope nothing's wrong. If anyone knows anything, info would be great. So that's it. My last day off for a while tomorrow. And fuck. I'm gonna enjoy it.
Peace out ya'll.
