There is so NOT any knitting right now

I got in trouble again for having left work early and sick on Thursday. I wish I could insert a fuming angry smilie right now.

I explained everything in e-mail to the manager (so it would be in writing.) He calls me into the office. I don't have commitment to my job. For this one day in all of three years that I left early. Ill. He didn't know I was sick. I told him that I told my supervisor that I was sick and going home. She hadn't told him that. "Maybe she misunderstood."

"I told her 'I don't feel well. I am leaving early and have finished my work.' " What couldn't she have understood? He still turned it onto me. I jeopardize his ability to run the company. I'm not committed. All for one fucking day where he wasn't up to speed because of her! She didn't like me leaving, so she lied. I've always been a great employee, compliments, working on extra stuff when need be. Now I'm the problem? She's the one who calls the account reps "children." She's the one who has the motto of "that's not my job."

Background: She hates me b/c I turned her in for being a bigot. He hates that I rocked the boat and included him in my complaint. He doesn't know why I have a conflict with my supervisor. She brought in to work a catalog of "mammy" items that she wanted to use to decorate her house. Mammy is like Aunt Jemima. She's a large slave woman in a red dress and they use her on cookie jars and salt shakers. This isn't an antique (which many people still own); they are reproductions circa 2005. Mammy also has blue eyed slave children printed on dishcloths for your kitchen, too.

No better way to create cozy ambience than by commemorating the slaughter, enslavement and rape of an entire people.

She also told me to adopt a cat that was squinting in it's web picture - b/c it was Asian. She lied to HR and told them that I was the offensive person in the office.

Nope, no pointy sticks for me right now. 7 weeks...