hating life one day at a time?

Job search to occur sooner than later now.
Completely got muffed at work this weekend to the point where I literally broke down at work and started to cry. I don't cry. That's not a good sign when WORK does that to a person, let alone me. Luckily there was one other individual on my floor (naturally, my bosses were gone early for the day/weekend) to witness such a moment. And I've gone through hell with him so it wasn't that shocking. In actuality, he was the only one in that entire building who could have said anything to calm me down in the slightest.

Asked for this ONE weekend off so I can celebrate and have some sort of social life as I've come to realize that work is nothing more than a soul sucking entity devouring any form of enjoyment out of life. Yes, there are many individuals I adore that I work with. But the ones higher up, the deciders, failed to realize that I put in a time-off request weeks ago for this weekend. Didn't happen. I'm stuck working tomorrow afternoon. Rationalized that I could go up afterwards only to just now see that any festivities that were occurring are tonight. Where I'm stuck in Albertville.

There are so few moments in my life where I feel completely under-appreciated. I've covered for my bosses' asses too many times to count and this is the payment I get. I don't get a single "thank you" why should I expect to have a weekend to relax and gain any form of my sanity back?

Yet they still fail to realize they have completely given up on their jobs and I have to take the slack for it. You're bailing out of work early? Okay, I'll make sure the rest of YOUR to-do list is complete. What? The other promotions staff fucked up? No worries, I'll fix their errors. You want me to stay late? Sure, no problem.

Icing on the cake is I can no longer have any sort of fun on Halloween. Yes, I'm stuck working. What a travesty my life has become where my friends are more surprised when I am actually able to make it out rather than canceling on them at the last minute.

Factors keeping me:
Most of the people
Freebies (because I'm greedy like that)
The fact this IS a job in the music industry (not what I want in the future but connections exist) and the job market is hard.

NOT keeping me:
Little pay
Freebies dwindling. Example, after all the work I do I asked for tickets to a show that my parents could enjoy. Up until 4pm today I didn't get the tickets. For tomorrow's show. Boss had a pair left and threw them at me.
The lack of a social life
The fact work can now actually make me cry
Any other aspect of this post that further entails how much I loathe work and my very existence at this point.