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Just Flew In From Dallas
And boy is my butt tired! My feet fookin’ hurt. Today was the company Christmas dinner. It was catered by Holy Smoke BBQ out of Hartselle. I had some ribs, smoked chicken, baked beans and potato ...
Potty At Work
The work restroom looks sketchy but I had to crap today bad so, I had to. I’m digging the new job. It is a forty minute drive (thirty miles) but I cross over the river and get to see the sunrise...
3:56 AM
Can’t sleep. Passed out somewhere after six AM and slept most of the day away into the later afternoon. Report to the new job in a few hours. Nervous? Yes! Excited? Hell yes! I was commenting t...
12:07 AM
I’d like a beer. Several actually. Peacock is passed out in bed. She hurt her back and moving too much is out of the question. Reminds me of my pinched nerve a few years back where I was bed ri...
Fuqqiddy Fuqq
My left foot. Argh! A bit swollen on top, hurts to put pressure on it and when I do run my finger over it I can’t feel anything…and I got a friggin’ crick in my neck. I go back to court Tuesday...
Gobble Gobble Muddafuqa's
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone! I’m going to my aunt’s in a little bit. Out of pot and hopin’ tonight shall yield good results. Tomorrow night is the grand opening celebration of this year’s Tins...
Survey Says!
We got back negative results. Woo hoo! Now I can go back to work.
I Don't Mean To
But I keep making her mad. I’ll do or say something and it sets her off. Today was going good and I had to be a smartass when the clothes came off. As soon as I said it I knew I had fucked up. ...
Seriously?
Crapola! Got a call from the doc yesterday saying my Covid test sample was poor and they needed another. Ended up going in (with Peacock this time) and got us both tested. 3 to 5 days on results...
Stolen From Lost Soul
How much cash do you have on you? Roughly about $50 in one’s and five’s. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR? Floor! Favorite planet? Between it’s use in a Wolfenstein game and seeing a photo of ...
Rona-Rona-Bo-Bona-Fe-Fi-Fona...RONA!
I had an elevated temperature when I got to work today. Security temp checks everyone who walks through the door. Guess who needs a negative virus test before they’re allowed back to work? Can ...
To The Left And Down The Middle
The shifts are twelve hours, nights of course. One week I’ll work Mon - Tue, off Wed and Thu then work Fri - Sun. Next will be Off Mon - Tue, work Wed - Thu then have a three day weekend. The h...
Here We Go Again
Was texted yesterday morning that orientation is tonight for the new job. I’m here in the parking lot thirty minutes early. I’ll smoke my last cigarette then mosey my way into the security offic...
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Cheetos And Bizarre Foods America
A few of you have reached out to me to see if I’m okay. I am. Hurt my back really bad at that job and just never went back. I left early to go to the doctor and the HR lady called me up and botc...
Emily Rugburn's Election Day Volume II
Emily Rugburn's Election Day
Chugga Chugga Chugga Buggy
My right foot’s arthritis is acting up hardcore. Swelling, putting off heat. Pain. Walked four miles this morning with Peacock. Worth it. The weather was fantastic for a long walk.
2020's Endgame
What 'Cha Gonna Do?
And now for something completely different.
6:41 AM
I’m still awake. Yesterday was a busy one for me. Mowed the lawn with the new mower. Over a month since last cut when the old mower blew it’s engine. Huge pain in the ass. Then picked up a fe...
Information Super Highway Rabbithole
Watching Unsolved Mysteries and noticed in the credits a state level bureau mentioned. I’ve always wondered how close to a state level to F.B.I. are they. Man, did I learn some crazy stuff. Spen...
Hanging Around
I’m still alive. Don’t feel like writing much.
Ow My Back!
I started the job I interviewed for today. Four ten hour shifts with a three day weekend. Not bad but after three weeks of being lazy my back fucking aches after standing that long. Oh ya, non ...
Tubby Bastard
I need to lay of sweets. Seriously. My phone rang to life around 8:30 ish PM earlier tonight. No clue what the number was. Voicemail was from the supervisor from the job I interviewed for yeste...
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.
