UGH!!

My car wouldn't start, so I had to cancel my appointment. Luckily, I've written my clients phone number down eleven million times, so I remembered it so I could call her. I left my boss a message and figured I was done. I'd worked out the problem, my client was cool with not going out on this miserable day, and the only one losing anything was me.

Then my boss called. Not just to let me know she got my message. Not to commiserate about my car troubles. No. She called to bitch at me because I only left one message, and apparently I should have left two.

The pretty much cements my suspicion that she doesn't like me. I don't know why, but I've felt that way for a while and just pinned it down to me being paranoid. Everyone else who knows her talks about how wonderful she is and how great she would be to work for. But she's not wonderful or great to work for. She's not overtly mean, but she's not even a little nice to me. She only talks to me to tell me I'm not doing enough of the laundry that she's not paying me to do or to inform me of things that if she really wanted me to know she should have fucking told me before. I always feel like she's talking down to me. I fucking hate when people talk down to me.

In short, I need to talk to her about it. If I've done something, or if I don't seem like I'm fucking enthusiastic enough about working for her, I'd like to know. If she doesn't have a problem with me, she should know that she is giving me that VERY SOLID impression. I hate confrontation. But I need this job and I'm sick of this bullshit.