Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Wednesday

Nabal is in rare form... I have been had jobs and an interview this week which is putting me at 3 days of work then I'm free the rest of the week. Nabal very angrily decided to say, "Oh, so now you're working every day?" I missed his call this morning, and called him back. By the time he called back he's telling me that I never return calls. I'd just gotten my coffee and was still slow, He asks if I was still tired. (I'd had to wake at 3 a.m. to tell our boy to go to sleep, and the interview yesterday was hands on and I was drained from anxiety. Also I took our girl to the larger city about 45 minutes away to do some shopping since she had been trapped in the house for Monday and Tuesday since I was working. He wanted to know why I had to do that... He really does expect us to sit around until he's available. And that is each and every day! He gives some sound that says I don't have a right to be tired. For some reason I did say not tired just not up to speed yet. Sipping coffee. "Oh, I guess you're not a morning person?" Really? Have I ever been? He lectures me that our realtor sent me an email and I didn't answer. It's about a house he wants to buy. Really just wasting the lady's time... He tries to tell me it's about some client who wants to rent than at a later date buy our house in the county. Yesterday he had me send a proposal to a company. I tried like I always do to tell him it needed more detail. He made it sound like I was working too much to get his work done. I sent it with what he told me. An hour later he calls to give me their number, which I'd already tracked down and faxed the papers. Later in the afternoon he called that they needed more detail. I'd asked him to write it down in the first place. He seems to like me to take dictation... So he starts shooting off numbers and details and he knew I was driving. So, I told him and he got a little heated, said he didn't want the job anyway and hung up the phone. Back to this morning- I told him I had asked him to write it down. His counter was that he was waiting for me to get home so he could give it to me and I went to sleep... No matter what, here it is, step back- It's my fault! He doesn't bother to ask do I have a pen just starts spouting numbers and details. Yeah... I kept up. He gets this poor pitiful me voice going. Well, I guess if you are going to be working you don't have time to do things for me. I still have time for one. He just holds everything and needs them right away. I make up for his dragged feet. He always needs me to drop everything and do what he needs. No planning, no warning just urgency. Second, I've told him he needs someone to do his bookkeeping. It's the first trait that makes the second necessary. It's a way to make any short fall of his my fault and he wouldn't be able to do that with someone else. Thinking back, he never schedules people out. Other people have months of jobs, instead he tries to do everything at once and feels rushed. Then I get the brunt of his frustration.

Found out that the protege has been missing work. The latest particular day though was possibly Nabal's doing. The man came to our house the night before and Nabal went to his room than left to take the guy home. I only knew this because he used my truck. Said he needs to train someone else to lay bricks. Yesterday he asked our boy his times in and out of school to get the boy to pick his people up and ferry them to and from work.

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