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My Fault?
Peacock is in the hospital after a failed suicide attempt. This is on me, I’ve been a bastard to her…
Stuck In The Butt
The nurse laughed at me when I rolled up my sleeve for the steroid shot. I did end up going by work to drop off my note and fill out my new hire paperwork. Today I’m able to walk without the a...
Sum' Bitch!
Currently laying on the couch with the heating pad on my lower back. First night on the job and it went decent. My feet and back hurt, as to be expected. I gotta get used to standing again. Sa...
Interesting
I start the new job tomorrow. Forgot my birthday is Friday, not tomorrow. Peacock and I have caught up on lost time doing X-rated stuff to each other. We’re still together but am keeping some ti...
Drafty *Update*
I know my house is drafty but damn. I’m on the couch in jeans, socks, house shoes, boxers, t-shirt and long sleeve flannel and it’s still a wee bit cold in here. My birthday is Thursday and with ...
Reading
Well, the New Year’s resolution of reading more is going good. This week I’ve read: Star Wars: Dawn of the Jedi Into the Void And Star Wars Old Republic: Deceived Both were good reads. I still ...
Monday
I got an interview tomorrow at 9. Wish me luck! Edit: It’s with a temp service but thanks for the confidence notes. A while back I bought Rage 2 at Wal-Mart for five bucks. Pretty cool game so f...
So I Was Stupid Again...
Peacock came home Friday. Lot’s of sex ensued. Saturday she tells me she ended up making out with the trucker friend ‘cause we aren’t together since I asked her to move (I was reconsidering it.) ...
Stuffz
Need to lay off Reddit. The justice boner I have from reading about Wallstreetbets raping hedge funds out of billions because of Game Stop stocks only leaves me so much blood to run the rest of ...
Cowards
If I could help…
Food Stuffs
It dawned on me earlier that I never retired the grill for winter. Cooked up pork chops with zucchini last week then did bratwurst the next night. What will this week hold?
Hm...
My dad was a computer programmer back in the day. Mid to late 80’s As a machinist, I’m responsible for debugging a program. In some way there is irony. But I’m too drunk to focus. Peacock....
Six-Shooter
I want to go to a Ren Fare dressed as a cowboy.
Fuck Politics!
Enjoy cat’s meowing
Yes
15 Years Later...
9:45 AM
Watching The Flintstones. Don’t fret if you alphabet soup spells something ominous. However, if it speaks, toss it out. Did you know the Special Olympics is under investigation after an athlete ...
Joke
What’s the difference between a baby and a baggie of cocaine? Eric Clapton wouldn’t take his eyes off the baggie. Imma catch hell for this next one. What’s red, slimey and crawls up a girl’s leg?...
Quit Yer Cryin'
I’ve been in a funk since losing that job. I need to pull myself out of it. New Year’s Eve my buddy Mike came by. I fixed fajitas and mom made rotel dip. We all sat around bs’ing about old tim...
2021
Will be worse…
Face Hurts
Tooth is yanked. Face is swollen. Peacock came back yesterday. All is well for now.
Stuff N Things
I was looking up soup recipes earlier and found one for taco soup. Oh ya, it looked good. I see the dentist at seven AM and have slept on and off most of the day due to depression. So might as ...
Merry Christmas!
We exchanged gifts Sunday. (Did the family thing at my brother’s place that night.) I’ve kept my mind distracted with the new Spider-Man game. I’m meh today. But Merry X-mas.
Fuel To The Fire
5:05 AM. Been up the last few hours with a major fucking toothache. I’ve taken three Tylenol and just took a muscle relaxer and sleeping pill. I just want some rest…
I Have No Faith Distracting Me
I know why your prayers will never be answered: GOD! HATES! US! ALL! Got fired from the new job. Apparently what I ran was last week declared dead parts by QC. Was told as a machinist I should k...
Book Description
I came on my own volition.
I am the man that got away.
Work -
Tonight I clocked in at 4:30 PM and it was suddenly Wednesday when I worked 6:45 AM to 6 PM with only an hour lunch break and on my feet the rest. I was trying to relieve Logan in the back who was frying chicken both for our loose case and boxed hot case so he could go to lunch. Instead I got mixed with a redneck who wanted a Philly steak and cheese. I made his sandwich to order only to be confronted with the elderly gentleman behind him. He, to this shit. o, wanted a Philly. I was annoyed. Angry. Granted chicken side cooking sucks At least you’re away from the customers. I can, “pretend”, like I’m cooking chicken in the back but dick around for ten minutes, which actually rarely happens. You learn to smile and accept this shit. Made him his sandwich, didn’t stop to ask the next customer if he needed help. Instead, went straight to the back and told Logan to take his lunch, I was taking over, box up what just came up out the fryer and we’re good.
It was just one of those days. People wonder why I get stoned before work.
I.
Am.
Robot.
Tell.
Me.
What.
Is.
Next.
I’m versatile.
Put me in any situation and I come victorious.
Even on the bad days.
So when I go the hardcore bitch mode of my assistant manager on Wednesday after my eleventh hour there. I got irate.
I know she does a job for two.
Her boss/my boss sucks ass.
But fuck....I’m part time.
If you want to bitch and yell about the shit that the full timers didn’t do…bitch to them.
DON’T MAKE ME DO THEIR FUCKING SHIT THE LAST HOUR I’M THERE!
I’ve been working for this slave camp for three and a half years.
I lost my insurance last year due to me being stupid and the store manager catching on. Which is actually a big blessing. I haven’t missed a day in a year.
But I’ve been there for every shift.
Sleep, no sleep?
Fuck it.
Show up for work.
The computer takes over on schedule and now I don’t qualify for our good insurance.
I have to take the government stuff?
OK.
I’m a democrat.
Lifelong.
BUT FUCK YOU OBAMA!
Don’t tell me what to do.
I’ll go another year without health insurance.
I want my good Blue Cross Blue Shield Back.
Make my job give me the hours back for insurance.
People close to me say I need to see a therapist.
After A.A. and an almost check in at rehab.
Maybe I do need anti-depressants.
This is a rant with no one I know reading this.
Its liberating.
I welcome ProseBox into my life.
