Why didn't I get my Masters???

I don't know what it is about me and crappy jobs. . . or "grass is greener" mentality. I have been saying for months that leaving KET was the stupidest thing I've ever done. . . and I couldn't have been more right as of today.

I've been trying to be so good. Taking vitamins so I won't get sick. Trying to assimilate all the complicated instructions about my job. I don't do much but what I am responsible for is very complicated. Did I say I'm 43 years old?

So today, I e-mail my timecard to the temp agency and get an e-mail back confirming receipt of it. And a request that I call when I can talk. DUN DUN DUN. . . (ominous background music)

I am told I have "attendance problems." What the??? I had a litany of answers to this but what it boils down to is that I asked off for days to which I was ALREADY COMMITTED. And my boss and the HR manager both signed off on them. . . problem is, neither one of them is in the office right now (or for the foreseeable future because rumors are flying fast and furious but no one seems to know the truth about where they are or why they aren't working). So I'm a temp in a highly polarized, negative working environment -- stuck in the middle of what makes it negative -- who is now seen as some sort of slacker.

I'm so sad and I feel very alone. I thought the temporary agency would be my advocate. Instead, they have taken their "client's" side. . . whoever it is that's complaining about me (I was told that particular piece of information was not my business).

I'm trying hard not to totally despair but it's not easy. I want to be grateful I have a job but then I think "life is TOO SHORT" .... I don't want to be like the people I work with who are there 60 hours a week. There are more important things to me.

I'm so insulted and hurt. Affronted. Nauseated. Scared.

God, just help me get through one more day. Then we'll discuss Wednesday.