•August 25, 2009 • 1 Comment
tonights gonna be a good night. (Black eyed peas)
Thats gonna be my theme song for me.
Dead ass broke, employer who could give two shits about me and bills up the wazoo and around the corner. But all in all I feel pretty good today…hope it’ll last I work at two. Well I’ll take it anyway. I’m awake I worked last night, work 3 different depts. but what the hell…if I can why not. I drove for the first time in months…I hate driving. I have to deal with “people” at work I sure don’t want to deal with them on the road too.
Well time to go and find some grub, just woke up and ready for the day….for now….
I got a feelin’ tonights gonna be a good night.
•August 18, 2009 • 3 Comments
The first thing you do is remember he is now another kid. Bigger version, but same attitude.
The second thing you do is ground him to his room, and don’t forget make him clean it too, wait that wouldn’t be a punishment so change that to take away his video games. That’ll do it.
The third thing is to accept that no matter what we like to believe, we are most likely turning in our mother.
Lastly ignore the third thing (just like your mother would).
•August 17, 2009 • 2 Comments
I’m strugling just to feel like I’ve done something good here. I bust my ass at work and then I get my paycheck and I cry…literaly cry. How the hell can I work as hard as I do fight for the hours I fight for and get soooo little on my paycheck. I just want to know how this can be? I’m tired, I’m frazzled, I’m stressed. I work for “managers” who don’t listen, because they don’t care and then proceed to lecture you on how you are suposed to be a “go getter” and sell because when you do then your hours increase. HAAAAA! So I have been pulling in $ for them for the last 9 months and my hours get cut…and still they want me to sell. When am I suposed to sell in the 3 of the 4 hours that I’m there…3 days a week. FUCK THAT ! I’m suposed to care about a management team that will fire me for not pushing credit cards. What a crock a shit! Then tell me to take care of an order when I’m off for three days. And when I ask someone else to follow up for me they can’t get there head out of their ass for two seconds to help me out….but when they need help I’m suposed to jump. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Sorry, I think I’m done now. I just would like someone to care actually care for once and stop the fuckin act of “Oh we are here for you” and really care. But I guess that is too much to ask.
Believe it or not I was once a people person, but this place is killing that aspect for me.
Ok really now I’m done.
Hope everyone has a great night.
•December 7, 2008 • 10 Comments
Ok so now is day five of throwing up and other unmentionable things. (Yeah now I become modest HAAA) I can’t keep anything in my system, I have lost 17lbs. in three days. Now while I don’t mind losing weight, but this is NOT the way I want to do so! I have had the stomach flu before, but not for this long. Seriously I mean I am so tired of being sick…WTF?!
•November 5, 2008 • 9 Comments
These r only a few of the faces I’ve made in the last few days. You see I hurt my should at work, and so I go and see the dr they tell me to and the fuckin asshole at the last check up seems to have hurt me even more than what I was before. Dr vs Quack…. So what the hell do I do now? I have to go tomorrow for another “checkup” I’ve gone 2 times in 2 weeks, this will be visit 3 in as many weeks. And let me tell you the only thing these people have done is poke my shoulder ask if that hurts. I want to say “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK” then “COME HERE LET ME KICK YOU IN THE BALLS AND SAY DOES THIS HURT?” Seriously what do these people think when they do this to someone. I took M800 which normally kick my ass, doesn’t even touch the pain right now. All it does is succeed in making me sick to my stomach. ASSHOLES! They have accomadated me at work, but I don’t like this one bit!
TO BE CONT….
•October 23, 2008 • 2 Comments
I have been sick now for about 10 days. Missed shit load of work (never good in this ecomony). I am going to work tonight and I have to stay I have worked 45 mins. this week. Not good for payday but I went to work yesterday for the whole 45 mins. and ended up leaving work early. I went to talk to my boss and right now I sound like Barry White; I asked to talk to him and he jumps back and goes oh god do you want to go home? I asked if he would mind he told me no go home you look like shit…Thanks…but he’s right. I have both ears infected my throat infected and the lovely bug that is going around. Oh happy days…I feel like a horse ready to be put down. I am so weak and tired I don’t care about much right now except where the hell are my fuckin keys. Being sick I have a bad case of CRS (can’t remember shit!!!) I came back from the dr. and I was so tired my dr. is 30 mins. and then I had to go to Walgreens and wait about 20 mins. not bad when I feel ok but I was so weak and messed up feeling. Anyway I got home tired and meaner than hell, and can’t remember where the hell my keys are. So now I get to go to work without my keys. Yippee Fucking Do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
•October 3, 2008 • 6 Comments
Anger flowing through my veins
As it does it continues to drain