My first day of work was supposed to be today, but after standing around for half an hour, it was postponed indefinitely. I'm waiting for a call from a manager, but the verdict this morning was that I can't start work until I have a social security card in my hand. This might have been a little easier to deal with had I been told about it when I was hired (10 days ago) or when I was given my schedule (one week ago), but no one bothered to call me in the interim. My outlook about this job is growing increasingly bleak. I left the pharmacy ready to drink bleach, but instead I just chain-smoked cloves on the front porch and made some phone calls. I'm still feeling pretty broken. I may take some extra diazepam tonight.
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