where the fuck is my money?!
dear new tattoo,
stop being so itchy and gross.
i don't have a drinking problem, seriously, fuck off.
To express grief after the deaths of those close to my heart that were all tragically taken away from me in the previous week:
1. one noname keyboard that got soaked in coffee with milk and honey.
2. one digital camera that got dismembered after falling on rocks @ the cemetary the other day.
3. couple of shirts that got dyed in the washer accidentally.
4. one half of a piercing that fell off and got lost somewhere.
RIP everybody in hell, you're costing me serious money to replace bitches.
Hey, new complainer to the community... Just thought I'd share my rant.
Ok, as if working retail (or any other job that keeps you on your feet all day - for min. wage no less!) isn't hard enough, being sick doesn't make it any easier!! For the longest time I needed to get my ass a job. Didn't matter where, just as long as I had a steady flow of income. So Finally I get hired at Fabric Depot (since I've worked at a Jo Anns *shudders*), but the day my boss calls I get horrible sick. And now two weeks later I'M STILL FUCKING SICK!! It might sound like a really lame rant, but it's getting old! And having to be on my feet for 8hrs a day isn't helping in my recovery at all. I don't find it at all a pleasant sight to have customers walk up to me asking for help while I'm hacking up a storm, or blowing my nose, which has become bright red from all the abuse! I need to get better (and get paid more)!!
And another thing, customers are stupid!! Some people I swera... if they just looked up a little they wouldn't have to be asking me the dumbest questions - even to new employee like myself. I get asked the stupidest questions like "Do you work here?" for one thing, which pisses me off, because FD emplyees have to wear the -ugliest- smocks (color depending upon your department - mine being bright blue...), and I just have to think, 'no, I wear this ugly thing for my health! What are you bling!?' "Yes, I work here" *cheesy smile* Or like "Do you work in the Home Dec. department?" when there's a clear sign above us that says CRAFTS, and home dec is all the way across the damn store! Oh, and btw, those uglyass smocks are fucking BAD!! Not only are they hideous (though blue I suppose being better than the red ones the cutters have to wear), but they're huge, and they don't breathe! So it doesn't matter what you wear under it, you're going to sweat like a pig under them anyway! At least they let you get away with wearing a lot of things, because our dress code sucks balls.
At least our managers are cool. For once I'm working with people who don't just dictate over you, give out orders and then slack off, pretending to be priductive while you work your butt off. They at least put out as much (if not more) as they ask. And they're actually nice people. *is still shocked*
Oh yea, and chinese food here SUCKS!! It all tastes like grease!!! NASTY!! Maybe I just have a higher stabdard for foreign/chinese food as someone coming from the CA Bay Area, but still!!
And my cell phone is still dead! What the hell?? All of a sudden it just stopped, and wouldn't turn on (no it's not a battery problem, seeing as it was chanrging for like 3 days prior). Fucking Verizon!
And fucking apartment people not forwarding my mail! What's the point in giving my new address to them if they don't send me my shit? I wracked up a $140 cell phone bill because they didn't send me my bill, and my mom didn't tell me she switched it to be under my name. Blah!!
Anyway, didn't mean to rant so much... I'm suprised my brain had so much power left after yet another shitty night of sleep. But I'm done. If anyone could recomend cold/caugh meds (that actually work) that would brighten up my day.
I need a job really bad. no one will hire me. I've been looking for like 6 months. NOTHING. I had one interview, she told me she'd call me. she didn't. nothing other than that. I've tried applying online, phoning people, faxing resume's, and just plain old going and handing them out EVERYWHERE.
is it me?
Tue, Jan. 25th, 2005, 01:38 pm
reen: (no subject)
I want to update my website to take out my frustrations, but BLOGGER ISN'T WORKING.
fuck you. fuck you. fuck you.
i agreed to take an extra shift at work today, what with the getting laid off and needing money. i agreed, even though this shift starts at 7am, because i'm getting paid overtime. i really should have checked the skytrain schedule first though, as it turns out the first skytrain run on Sunday's leaves Broadway Stn @ 7:38am. If it's too early for skytrain? ITS TOO FUCKING EARLY.
I spent around 20 minutes on the phone last night with Translink, trying to navigate schedules with "Chris" the bitch, and some real person whose name escapes me. This should have been a fairly straighforward task, as all i wanted to do was catch the latest buses possible to get me to my destination just in time.
I got up at 5:30, left the apartment at 6:15, and didn't arrive at work until 7:20. Obviously mistakes were made. Frustrating.
More frustrating is standing on Main waiting for the #3
to arrive, which it isn't going to do, ever again apparently, and running one block south to catch #19
at a different spot, which it turns out is frequented by 3 different buses all of which would have gotten me to work on time even if i had gotten up later.
FUCK! I just filled the stupid 'stupid year 2004 stupid meme' and dialed-up again to post the stupid thing and *brushed* something stupid and it went poof, gone, vaporized, like it never existed. There goes 40 minutes of my stupid life. Oh fuck...
Fri, Nov. 26th, 2004, 12:42 pm
reen: (no subject)
can I just tell you how much I HATE cleaning my bedroom?
I spend ALL DAY five days a week, hanging, folding, arranging, & organizing clothing. you think I wanna do it in my spare time??? ...NO!!!!!
anyone wanna come over and help?? ..free pickings of my give-away box.
my family is fucking annoying. I cant wait until i move out and move away my dads gf is so stupid and annoying and I hate her more than anything and I wish she would DIE. my dad never knows when to quit, he natters and natters and never leaves me alone. he changes his mind about everything every day. one day he says one thing and promises me the world, the next day hes changed his mind, and he "never promised me anything"
I want to move out, get married and see my dad for christmas and that's IT
(but not his gf, i never wanna see her again)
i am sick. and i dragged my sick, tired ass out of bed all the way to work.
and no, i didn't take the time to properly "do" my hair this morning, or my makeup, or get dressed for anything other than sufferring.
but if one more person says to me, "wow, you look really... TIRED today." i'm going to fucking kill them.