Well let's see, I lost my job because some stupid wench claimed that I grabbed her and dug my nails into her arm. The strange part is how no one could five me concrete evidence other than what she said. Oh yeah and I'm also a lecher because I'm looking at her behind and sizing it up with my hand. If anyone knows me they'll tell you that people's bodies are not something I really five a dn about. All in all, it's another one of those she said it so it's true. The truth is the new manager is a piece of work in so many ways. He's made it a point to get rid of anyone who makes too much money for the work they do. Anyway all the ones who have brought me back to start all over again will reap what's theirs in due time. My poor husband has to once again bear all the burden as I star from the scratch again. Sometimes I ask myself I'd I did something so wrong that God's punishing me but I know that's not the case. I'm waiting to see what's next because honestly I'm just tired of everything.