I Hate my job

Well after a great weekend I thought that I was set for the week. Wrong! Work has sucked. It seems like there is conflict at every turn. A few of the crew people have just been really annoying this week. I even yelled at someone for bitching that I was making her use "dirty" towels. Of course after all of that I had one of the most difficult lunches ever been a part of. We were short people for the shift and no one would come in. Then my register people started screwing up I just gave up on them and took over. It sucked. Then my General Manager was late for her shift. To top if all off I was stuck there an extra two hours after my shift for a meeting. It was like the day that wouldn't end.

After I finally got off of work I went with Winter to just get out of this town. We got a something to eat and went home, but even a day later just thinking about those people pisses me off. I hate that anyone can make that angry.

Blood, Stupidity, and Laundry

Well in the last week I have been a little busy. Last Friday I cut myself with a box knife and nearly passed out. Everyone said to go to the hospital, but I didn't. Turns out that just like I said I was fine. In a day it was all closed up and now a week later it looks like a scratch. Yesterday I had someone show up at work an hour and a half late. After I told him that I would write him up he started swearing and crying at the same time. After seeing this manager took him out of the building. Apparently he hates me and wanted to beat the shit out of me. You know the usual. So in the end instead of being written up he was fired.

Meanwhile the Laundry Wars continue in my building. Since moving to this building trying to do laundry has been a real annoying situation. Normally this is just means people doing two loads of laundry for 5 hours or taking my wet clothes out of the drying and shoving in their own. Today I was about 5 or 6 minutes late to pull out my laundry, normally this would mean I my laundry is in a pile on a dryer. Instead, I find my clothes neatly folded on a dryer. It just is a little creepy to know that a strange person was folding my clothes.

A New Year with the Same Old Stuff

Happy New Year everybody. Thanks to a ten hour shift on new year's eve, my celebration was kind of lacking. I worked from 6 to 4 and I was so tired that I was dozing off at 10 o'clock. Not that I had big plans, but being awake would have been a good start. So new years kind of sucked. Oh well better luck next time.

Christmas was good though. I made out like a bandit. My family is into giving cash as a gift which is a help given my pre-christmas spending spree. Of my other gifts I didn't do half bad either. My personal favorite came from Winter, the entire series of Invader Zim. This is a repayment for my gift to her of season three of Arrested Development.

Work has been particularly tough these last couple of weeks because of the fact that almost everyone sucks. I know that there a lot of new people at work and of course they will suck, but nearly everyone else can't do anything. If these people don't get better soon I'll just lock myself in the office and scream for a few hours. Or whatever stops the murderous urges.

The Big Two Five

That is it as of yesterday I am twenty-five. This really wouldn't bother me, but about a month ago I realized that half of my twenties would be over. I always thought by this point in my life I would have my life more together, ya know. I have got a shit job, no girlfriend, and a mountain of debt. Ah the life.

Well the day started out badly when I woke up at 6:05. The problem is that I was supposed to be at work at 6. Once I got to work things didn't really get any better. I managed to get through the day somehow. Anyway I did get to actually try to have fun on my birthday. I went out with Winter, and Le, La, and their roommate. After a few shots and a few drinks I at least felt a little less depressed. There is nothing like drinking and eating chocolate cake at 1 in the morning. The joys of adulthood.

Oh my God, He's bald

Okay the day started out kind of bad with me waking up at 9 and not being able to get back to sleep. Then after I had gotten around and taken my car to be fixed I had the great idea to get my hair cut. I had recently had the bad idea of growing out my hair a little. This was dumb because my hair becomes an unruly wavy mess. Anyway I just wanted my hair cut so I when to the same place I usually do. I showed her how long I wanted my hair to be and then I took off my glasses and let her start. I knew it was bad when it took so long. My hair although a little long for me was still short and a long haircut should have been under ten minutes, but this one was more than twenty. By the time my glasses were back on it was too late, the damage was done. I look like I got a buzz cut. I haven't had my hair this short since I was in the sixth grade. I feel bald and naked. For once I am glad I have to wear a hat to work. I will now be stuck with this now for at least a month, yeah me.

No posts, No apologies

Well I want to say that I haven't had the time to post, but the truth is that I haven't had more to write about. My life has been very dull. I have been working a lot and I just finished finals this week, but still I just haven't had much to say.

Life still kind of sucks. My (newer) car just wouldn't start today. Of course it was with a car full of friends in a Target parking lot so I had plenty of people to make fun of me. Ah, the joys of friendship.

I still have a ton of Christmas shopping to do. I only have bought gifts for Winter and a few people at work done. Now that I have no car at least for a day that means it has to take even longer to get done so I will be shopping only days before Christmas. What fun.

Sad Friday

Alright it was a busy few weeks lately. Work has sucked and life in general has been some what depressing. I've been broke all week due to the student loan sharks making me pay two months of payments at once. Everyone at work is getting fired faster than we can train new people so that makes work suck even more than usual.

One hilarious thing happened Friday night. I needed to do a load of laundry for uniforms to wear to work, so I walk through the laundry room door to find eight people playing hacky sack. I had to force my way through the small crowd to get to a washer. I got my laundry in and ran up stairs and laughed for a few minutes. It wasn't just that they were playing hacky sack at 9 o'clock in a laundry room, it was the assortment of losers that were there that made it funny. These were some early twenties stoners that obviously had nothing better to do on a Friday night. Although I guess I shouldn't say much since I was doing laundry and watching season two of Arrested Development. How sad.

Thanksgiving

Well Thanksgiving is over, thank you Jesus. It was an especially awkward year for me since I was asked the usual questions, "When are you graduating?", "Do you still work at Wendy's?", "What do you mean you don't eat meat?". Nothing like family to make you feel even more like a looser. By the end of the meal I thought of shooting myself in the head.

Aside from the "lovely" conversation it wasn't really so bad I guess. I got a ton of laundry done for free, I had two days in a row off of work, and I got to see my family. I was also reminded how invisible I can be to my own family. I guess I don't stand out so much. I'm not the trouble maker, or the criminal, or anything that stands out so much. My Aunt Louanne didn't even know I was there for half an hour. Also I find it weird how at every holiday people, including my own father forget that I have been a vegetarian for a decade now. My family is so observant.

The next day I finally am getting ready to leave for BG and get a call from work saying that the grill is down and they are short handed. I give them the best advise that I can on how to fix and spend the next 4 hours dreading going to work. Finally, when I go to work I am greeted by smorgesborg of crap. Nothing is done, service times suck, and everyone still needs a break. At least then I knew my dread was justified. Anyway we got by and made it work with significantly less bitching than the manager I took over for.

Okay, I may be a horrible person

Alright there is this girl I met at church about a month ago. My friends have made sure to sit by this girl every week now. Well this Sunday I caved and did something I should probably be ashamed of. I used Jeffrey, my godson, to get her to pay attention to me. I know it was low, but it really worked. Thanks to Jeffrey paving the way we talked for about a half an hour after church. She even knows about my job and didn't walk away laughing like I expected. My friends and I still couldn't get her to join us for lunch, but at least there is more hope now. Besides I could always pull out the baby again, could you say no to this face?

College Towns Suck

I have grown accustomed to life in a college town after more than four years in BG, but I have admit that I hate this town. The fact that since it is a Saturday night means that I have to be kept awake by screaming drunks running down the street is my breaking point. Maybe at two or three in the morning I expect it, but at midnight? What kind of cheap drunk are you to be wasted and walking home at midnight?

The massive drinking aside I still hate this town. The locals are the most horrible results of inbreeding that I can imagine. I seriously think that someone decided to put a college here as a joke. Really how can one little town have so many people with Phd's and IQ's under 25?

Then my final point of contention is the fact that since this is a college town no one thinks that they need to pay anyone reasonable wages. I understand not paying an unreliable useless person much, but why not the hard working people with experience? Just because you have people who will work for less doesn't mean they are the best people for the job.

I have a car

Yes the time of me calling for a ride to work is over. I found an affordable car. Although it took a few weeks I think I can be happy with it now. I've never not had a car for that long. It sucked. Now I need to catch up with everyone I couldn't see for two weeks, like my godson, my friends, my family, and of course the comic guy at the mall. I haven't bought a comic in almost three weeks now, I think I feel ill.

Also I must say how angry I have become with ABC. Are they nuts????? Lost was only on for six weeks and that was supposed to be a season? Now I have to wait for three more months to see another new episode. It figures there would be some amount of torture invovled in watching a new show, but this may be too much. Damn, I hate that they have so hooked me that I know that I will still wait for three months. Stupid interesting plots and realistic people.

Can you really make me feel worse??

As ever I am glad to have tomorrow off work. After being screamed at for several minutes by an angry customer, I felt like shit. It really surprised me that I felt that bad normally I would just get mad, bitch about it and go on with my day. I think why I felt this bad was that it seemed like kicking me while I was down. My life is going through a really bad phase right now and I just wasn't up to it. I really thought I would cry for a few minutes there.

I hate the people in this town they are just ungrateful selfish assholes. I already have job I don't like, my car is dead, I'm in debt up to my eyeballs, do you really need to make me feel worse? Next time someone needs to take something out take up boxing or see a therapist and leave me alone.

Look out for that ........

As usual when my life is bad it has to get worse. Well Wednesday I started out the day by being an hour late for work. This lead to my district manager watching over all day. I had one person just not show up for work. It wasn't a good day.

Then yesterday my mom and brother show up to help me find a car. I had no luck. Everything I could afford was shit. I know I don't have much money, but come on its not like I'm looking for a buried treasure. Anyway I have to go so I can walk to work now. Maybe my luck continues I may get hit by a car on the way.

Mourning my car and a visit

So my life sucks. My car is dead. I can either spend $2000 and fix it or get a new car. I'm going with option B. Thankfully Winter was good enough to drive me around town to look at cars. I found two options, but nothing that I really want to buy. After calling my mom I may now have my brother driving to BG to help me find a car. This is scary not only because all of his cars have been shit, but also because this is the second time in over 4 years he has ever visited me. I have a sneaking suspicion that it may have more to do with the large amount of bars in this college town. I just hope his visit is short, because I will not have his drunk ass camped out on my sofa.

Car trouble

Well another weekend is over and I am convinced that I need to stay locked in my bedroom from friday until monday. I had a horrible day at work on saturday, which is normal for me when I open. I still don't understand how everyone I work with goes retarded on the weekends and forgets how to do their jobs, but they do. After work I went to a Halloween party at my friend Jason's house. It was alright, a little dull, but alright.

Sunday morning I get up early and get ready to go to church. As I get out of the shower I realize that I am an hour early since daylight savings time is over. Since I was already up and showered I went with it and spent some extra time reading and watching tv before I left. I finally got to church and meet up with some friends in Toledo. After several hours of enjoying myself I leave to go home.

As I am getting on the highway to go home my car's oil light goes on and my car dies. I call my friends to pick me up and after a few phone calls get a tow truck to hawl off my car. I had no idea where to have my car fixed so I had the place that towed it recomend where to tow it. Now I have no idea what is wrond with my car, how much it will cost, or when it will be done. Having to relie on people for rides sucks. My wonderful roomate I am sure will soon be sick of this and most likely kill me. My friends will stop calling. My life may soon be over. I need my car back in working order. Now.

Am I an Asshole?

I don't get people at all. I just told a kid at work I don't care what how people feel and he got so mad at me he wouldn't talk to me. What the hell does it matter if I care how you feel? Really I know no one wants to know how I feel, including me, why then should I care how random people feel. As long as I know I'm not trying to hurt your feelings I don't care if you feel bad. Get a thicker skin people.

This leads me to my next point, why are people so emotional around me lately? Is a hello from me now a code for go to hell? Not that I don't enjoy making the occasional person cry, it is rather fun, but really what is up? Winter is almost here and it sucks, but GET OVER IT. Life goes on even if your miserable.

A Long Weekend (And not the Good Kind)

This was my last weekend working all weekend since we now have a new manager bring us up to 4 managers. What was really weird was that I opened Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. Well this meant that I couldn't do anything because I had to get up at 5 everyday. I still managed to make it out for laser tag with some people from work on Saturday night, although I didn't get much sleep that night.
Then there was work. Both Saturday and Sunday were miserable. I had people call in both days and of course we were ungodly busy all day long. Saturday I had to spend 2 and a half hours after work getting various items from other stores to make it through the weekend. I even drove to our store in Oregon on Navare. Let's just say I feel better about my store now. It was bad. Sunday was even worse than Saturday. I seriously wanted to cry. We were so busy and we had no one there working. After it was over I still had to call in two people in early to make it all work.
Well after three 6am to 4 pm shifts I have a day off. Unfortunately I had to miss out on Layla's 21st birthday celebration, or the a night of excessive drinking. I only got to meet them and have a shot with them before they left at around midnight. By that time I was ready to go to bed. I only was awake about ten minutes before I fell asleep. Life sucks.

Hello

Well this is it, my new blog isn't it pretty? Anyway I hope not to let this be my on going bitch session, but if that is what it becomes so be it. Long story short, I am a geek. Not just any geek a comic geek. I can go on for hours about comic book related issues and all in geek jargon.
Also I work at a fast food restaurant. I hate it, but I have no idea what to do with my life next so I am still there.
That is my life in a nutshell so hopefully you enjoy something you'll read here soon.