Attack! Attack!!!!

What a day. I can put up with a lot of shit in a day, but today was a lot. I am a strong person, but I am sorry. Personal attacks on me are not cool. I don't care how strong you are. They suck.

An employee at my business today phoned me this morning because she was sick. She could not find anyone to cover and was freaking out. I said to go home and I would be right there. I arrived 10 minutes later and she informs me that she will come back and close and thanks for covering for her. Yeah. Sure she was thankful. Bitch. She then freaks out when I phone her to see what time she was coming back, comes in and quits. Then in a complete hissy fit, informs me that I am crap. Not just crap, but the crap that you scrape off of crap. I am the world's worst business owner, the world's worst person, that I am a backstabbing, two faced, not worth nothing, piece of shit and that she is leaving and taking everyone with her because they all hate me.

Wow. That was a confidence booster if I ever needed one.

I tried to talk to her and she freaked out. Her number one reason is that I hired a manager instead of promoting her. NOT COOL! Supposedly. Little does she know the direction I am trying to go with a manager and needed a business partner more than an employee. She is not qualified. She has no people skills. She is not motivated. For frick sakes! She doesn't even have a driver's licence in order to do the work that needs to be done! HOW THE HELL DO YOU BUY 400 POUNDS OF RICE A WEEK RIDING A FREAKIN BIKE!!!!!!!

Needless to say, I had a rough day. I can deal with a lot, but personal attacks just about ruin me. Husband says to just ignore it and move on. Not quite that easy. My personal love language (from the book "The Five Love Languages") is words of affirmation. So, they bring me up and yet can crush me at the same time.

What do you do in this situation? How do you "get over" it? Should I even care? I think that I am just going to hire all new staff that are not so young and pissy. That sounds awful, but good grief. This is ridiculous.

I need to go to bed, but everytime I close my eyes, I see her and her yelling at me and crying. Wow. Good mental picture.

Oh well. Must try to sleep now.

Time to look through resumes.