So today, I had one of my Baggers go retrieve the Propane Exchange Key from the Service desk because one of my Customers needed to Exchange his Propane Tank. This worthless Piece of shit brings me the key and then clocks out instead of exchanging the customer's tank like he should have done... In the middle of a Surge of customers. I wanted to kick this kid in the face so bad...

 

not to make light of your anger, but it's a hard life of selling propane and propane accessories.

 

Funny shit.

 

I tell you, that boy ain't right.

 

sometimes i wonder if im a horrible person or was one in a past life with all the bad luck i have, all the negative karma, the health conditions, the way people treat me. The irony is i don't understand what im doing thats wrong. Maybe i deal with the wrong people. I'm confused

 

I was about to rant about this little Piece of shit bagger at work, but a Radioshack clerk just caught my ire.

I walked into Radioshack about a half an hour ago talked to the clerk about maybe shipping a Playstation 3 to their store so I could buy it from there since my Adsense revenue (all $300 of it) just hit my Bank account. This idiot, he goes and says "well, it would take couple days to get here [no shit, sherlock], but there's one over at our store over on Huber Village [3 miles away]." to which I reply "Well, That would be FUN riding a Bicycle all this way with a $250 Game console strapped to my back" To which he replies "I'm sorry man, I don't know what else to tell you"
Aren't Radioshack employees paid on Commission? Had it been one of the other clerks, I'm almost certain they'd have insisted on shipping it to their Store, thus getting them a Sale. There are no simple terms to describe how much of a loser that clerk was.

 

I don't usually post here, but I've been in a rut for quite some time, and feel like I need to make a considerable change and fast to get out of it. I basically feel like I've been spinning my wheels for the past few years. My living situation, my job situation....I've been selling myself too short for too long and I'm not getting any younger so I need to make this shit happen while I still have my youth.

Moving out on my own the way I did when I didn't have the money or a job good enough to support myself has done a lot of damage to me financially, mentally, and emotionally. It sent me into a black hole that I haven't been able to climb out of. I shelved plans, dreams, and I feel like I even shelved many of the pieces of me that made me me, if that even makes sense.

I've been existing. Not living.

 

I went to get ice tea first thing this morning. My dad recommended I take his crappy car to put gas in it. The battery, of course, promptly died when I came out of the store  .

Well, we have a spare battery from my previous car (no thanks to my dad, heh) so it should, hopefully, only prove to be an inconvenience rather than a significant expense. Definitely not the way you want to start your day though.

 

Another good day at the ol' Goodwilly.

The District Manager finally dropped by on a busy week and saw how much crap we've been getting. We've finally been getting crap shipped out, and it's the cleanest I've ever seen it. At least the laziest worker decided to quit. He was just "sick and tired of coming in and having to clean up our messes". Says the li'l shit who kept skipping work. But when one departs, another takes his place.

This other kid's been around almost as long as I have, and he is the epitome of a "mama's boy". This kid would be walking in circles if his mom didn't tell him to walk in a straight line. She's made special trips to the store just to give him his cell phone - which we are not supposed to have on us, mind you - and constantly calls him asking if he's doing okay. And if he doesn't answer his phone, she calls and chews out the managers. And lately, he's starting to show that he only has this job because his mama said so, and he just doesn't want to work.

On Tuesday, we had three vehicles pull up at the same time - a trailer, a car, and another trailer. For the past 20 minutes, this kid's been talking with one of the community service workers about who would win in a fight, Batman or Spiderman. Personally, especially when compared to Batman, Peter Parker is a wimp. Batman would just punch him in the face, and that would be the end of it.

I call out his name because, y'know, one person can't do this job.

No answer.

I unload some boxes from the trailer. And he's STILL discussing the Batman vs. Spiderman debacle. And at this point, when I say "discuss", anyone who disagrees with him turns him into a whiny li'l prick, and he starts to "a-hyuk" laugh. I call out again, and tell him VERY CLEARLY that there are boxes piling up, blocking our path and starting to go out the door again, and that there are cars lining up.

"Whuuuuuuuut?"

I point to the boxes. "WORK." I point outside. "DONATIONS." And I kid you not with his reply.

"...But...I WORK in donations...no need to be rude about it..."

Remember how I said Batman would punch Spiderman in the face? That seemed like a really good idea at that moment...

So I unload the trailer some more. At this point, the donations are going out the door again, and even the people who had the trailer are wondering if I have any help.

I go back inside one more time, "Last time I'm asking you! Get out here and help!"

No response.

So finally, after getting that last box off the first trailer......he finally shows up...to help...open...the...door...

Then I have to go off to lunch.

After I got back from lunch, he was told to stay an extra two hours. And he would not shut the hell up about his feet hurting and how hard the job is. One of the more experienced employees just laughed and told him that he's just out of high school, and he needs to just suck it up. Even the community service worker chimed in and told him that this is a job isn't as difficult as it seems, especially when you, oh...DO IT.

Later that night, me and two or three other people, including the store manager, talked about his antics that day. If he wasn't talking (or flirting, rather) with one of the other co-workers, he was talking to the community service guy; if he wasn't doing that, he was talking about his feet hurting him; if he wasn't doing that, he was trying to explain to his mom that he has to stay an extra two hours, both on phone AND in person.

That last one especially baffles me. I've never heard of such a thing. Most teenagers' parents would push them into working more, or at least be content with them doing so. His mother was furious because he had to work an extra two hours!

I almost feel sorry for the kid now.

Anywho, the manager has been keeping a close eye on him, and he's *kinda* whipped into shape. At least he's being more productive, relatively speaking.

(Apologies for another long post. I just can't condense this without leaving any major details out.  )

 

Well, the battery did not fit. These things are apparently not all standardized. It will fit one of our other cars, so that's at least something.

Another thing that sucked: I tried to stop off at the local shopping center on the way home. The whole place was stuffed. Didn't look like there was a single parking space in the entire shopping center. I ended up leaving without going into any stores!! What!?

Tomorrow we are going to visit some relatives who live several hours away. That's always a tiring trip. Guess it just wasn't my weekend, heh.

 

ARGG...MY brother overwrite his file on my saved game on Kingdom Hearts...I think, I'm about to die.

 

Car's fucked up, don't know what's wrong with it. No idea what it's going to cost, have to get it towed to a shop. My bills are also coming up, annnnnnd to top it off, my hours just got cut at work. F-U-C-K_M-Y_L-I-F-E

*EDIT* And the hits just keep on coming. Thought I was gonna save the 80 bucks for the towing, but my buddy can't tow anyone right now......I am possibly one of the most pissed off people on the planet right now. F-U-C-K_M-Y_L-I-F-E

 

So its a Holiday Weekend (Technically) and We were so Under-Staffed in the Front end, every time we had a surge of customers we had to call just about every available employee we could get from the other departments. Two of the checklanes I got stuck at were really temperamental; One of them had a damaged Conveyor switch and a Conveyor buffer lid with an annoying amount of overhang (which would catch the bottom of every other goddamn Item I scanned) The other one's Console had a wonky "Cash" button that would refuse to register the Keystroke unless I repeatedly Stabbed the damn thing with my finger...
Standing up scanning groceries for 2-3 hours at a time is doing a real number on my Lumbar area. I don't know if it's the fact that I stretch over the register to help pack up the customers' groceries (Since the company can't afford to schedule enough Baggers/Register) or the stress of repeatedly swiveling with 30-40 Lb items (Beer, Soda, 24-32 Packs of Bottled Water) but by the end of the day, I just want to sit back against something with ample lumbar support.

So the house across the Street from us is finally occupied again (the previous resident passed away a few months back). Our new neighbors... I have a feeling their presence will drive down Property Values, what with their stupidly loud Motorcycle (In a Suburb, really?) and their Their obnoxiously large Ford Bronco (Which, because it's parked directly across from our driveway, is going to make backing out that much harder [again, in a SUBURB? REALLY?])

 

So my friend is planning on having a Sleepover on Friday when I could go to Brighton it's not like I'm going to be doing much at the Latter but you know I wouldn't mind taking a Trip to Toys R Us for a bit.

I just hate it when your friends and family plan things at the same time.

 

ugh computers at work hate me today. the servers were down so I got let go for the day. spent a few gallons of gas for nothing. It would b ok if the computer isn't the only way for me to get my work done but unfortunately it is.

 

No rant here, but a note on how happy I am.

I started 3 businesses, a food cart business with help of friends and family for the summer, and two sales jobs online, selling toys and stuff. I got elected senator over at my college's student union, so that's a job...pays in scholarship money, but hey...it is something.

Things are going well, I'm making money albeit slowly, and... I wish I...had something to rant about. Oh yes. Fees keep going up, slow days continue to hit me in the nads, and next year this very powerful senator wants to be prez, while i just completed my first term at that school (I am older, I've been going to school far longer than she has, but it don't mean a thing when you represent the second most powerful minority in the US at the moment). I'm graduating the year I want to be President of my student association, and...this is something I need to think about...

Either way I'm on my way to VIRIDIAN CITY.

 

Getting REALLY Tired of waking up in the morning at times with a need to Disconnect even further from Society and to Stop Doing things like my Photography Hobby....Plus getting tired of the Dreading Sense of "I might end up with whiny neighbors that might complain about things"

Tired of this brain of mine Thinking too damn much...way too much.


Ughhh...Pretty much probably why I don't wake up early in the mornings anymore is cause when I do I'm always in a bad/grumpy mood or something.

You know,having a wide view of the Big Picture is a good thing but there are times I wish I didn't have that viewpoint....Oh to think once again like a normal person who didn't see every friggin problem that's Going to happen due to every small thing that the brain wants to point out that it sees....

Yeah, I'm going back to bed....

 

Got fired yesterday. Twice in the past twelve months.
Feeling completely abandoned by my "friends" - haven't received a message or phone call in the past 7 months. I broke up with my GF in February, two days before my birthday. The past month, I opened my heart to a girl I liked, and was promptly rejected. My health is pretty bad, my teeth is all rotten. I have no health or dental care plan. My self-steem is pretty low, depression level is pretty high.

I have some cash left in the bank, enough for 3 years without income. I guess I'll take the time to recover, rebuild my self physically, mentally and emotionally. Maybe take a trip around the world, make new friends, forget about all the cunts that destroyed my life.

End of rant.

 

So found out why we got served with Code Enforcement on Tall Grass-which needed to be cut anyway- It's because apparently one of my neighbors is one of those that apparently is out to get her neighbors.

If there's one thing I hate is bad neighbors, one thing I hate worse than that is Neighbors that have issues to the point when I hear about it it annoys me especially since this started with something to do with that lady putting a huge light that pointed into her neighbor's bedroom and that sparked an argument.

I REALLY Hate Issues like that that crop up between Neighbors...