getting stepped on is a learning experience

Okay so Bob the boss decides to vent and it shows his true colors. I agreed to take Steph's hours today so she could go ride the bull at the cowboy bar and then i come home and find out i was supposed to go down on the boat and stay til friday at least. which is fine. the folks bring me home early so i can get to work on time. then i get a phone call (hold the fone!) and i find out they don't need me bc they didn't make enough today to need a second person. the folks are irked bc they didn't have to come home and i probably shouldve received a phone call earlier. i feel bad because this is my dad's vaca. the only week out of the eyar he has to take off. and i ruined it. yes i did. he even told me i did. he was kidding but i do believe he was only half kidding. i can't win.
i bought a book today of short stories to read before bedtime when i can't fall asleep. it actually states that this is its purpose on the front cover. it's written by roald dahl. (the master mind behind charlie and his chocolate factory and james and his giant peach). "omnibus: perfect bedtime stories for sleepless nights". it was either that or grimm's fairy tales and i decided to go along with this one.
newsflash: i'm a loser baby college student who still lives with her parents. they baby me so much, they bring me dinner. (might i add in my own defense that work is two minutes from home? literally. i've clocked it.)
the title is about how my mom said (face to face bc i'm a loser and i live with my parents) i let people walk all over me. and i realized that if people walk all over me, i get to meet all the people they've already stepped on...