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Well Fudge
Yep. Saturday, mandatory. I’ve already laid out an itinerary for the evening when I get off. I actually don’t care about working, really. All I do is just find meaningless distractions until I re...
Still Here
I just really don’t know what to write anymore… Seems the only thing I look forward to these days is getting into bed after work and reading. My decompress time. I’m in the middle of I, Jedi w...
Fourth
Went to my brother’s for an Indepence Day cookout. Had two burgers, good conversation with family and my brother’s gym partner. Didn’t stay for fireworks because mom had to check in on our inva...
Ergh
The joys of alcoholism. I took off today for court. Yet again put off for another two months. Went to the library and checked out a few Star Wars graphic novels. So, while reading them and ...
Sonofabitch
New job started today. Was happy to be back on a forty hour work week. Yeah…funny that, haha. Supervisor told me it’s five twelves at sixty hours a week. Either the lady at the agency didn’t k...
Tip Me On My Side
Went to the Chinese buffet tonight, so stuffed. Ate a lot of sushi and chicken. Woke up sorta early today and cleaned house. Really needed it. Tomorrow I’m going to attempt to fight this heat...
Strut Baby Strut
The lady from the temp agency called to let me know I’ll start work Monday, not tomorrow. Groovy. Not gonna lie, there were some hotties in traffic court today. Ha. Found myself checking out a...
Hot Damn Sauce
August eighth next court date. Ugh. Went to Po Boy Factory for lunch. Crab cake basket with cajun fries. The house made HDS is so freakin’ good. Spicy mayo concoction. Split the crab and shr...
Stuffed
Yesterday I saw the lawyer and he said he’s trying to get both charges wrapped up into one so fingers crossed. Start a new job on Friday. Not the one I interviewed twice for which in all hones...
Slick Shoes
Decent night of rest and I feel loads better. Goonies is on. I want a pirate skeleton piano, just saying. Watching this as an adult, One Eyed Willy (the penis pirate) and his crew must have be...
No Solids Left
I’ve been having a slight fever today with sinus issues and constant diarrhea. I know, graphic. Really feel like shit. Woke up today feeling good and even got out of the house for a bit but as...
R.I.P. Anthony Bourdain
I’ve read most of his books, watched almost every episode of his shows. Really loved his work. Sad day…
Solo = No No
Busy day. Chauffeured mom and my aunt around today. Few thrift stores, got two Terry Brooks books. Aunt bought us lunch at this higher end steak house called Conner’s. That sirloin was SO dam...
Follow Up
Second interview for same company Thursday. Guess I did something right. Got my hair cut today. Buzzed short. Now I feel constantly cold heh.
Oh Hai!
Finally made it to Firestone today. Tire was still in good shape so they patched it up for $30.78. Helluva lot cheaper than I expected so ya, I’m happy. I’ve got a job interview at noon today. ...
Well Crapola
8:23 AM. Got up to fix a flat tire and buy a new one but alas, no spare nor jack. WTF? I guess next time I get a new car that should, sadly, be something to check. I’m not tired. I could ca...
Everyone's Doing It Part 2
What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie? Oh geez, uh…last film I teared up over was the Pixar flick Inside Out. Forgetting the imaginary friend. If you could have plastic surgery, what wo...
Smoker's Pot
Sixth smoke out. Judge not.
Day 5 (Wet Cookout)
Still having the craving after I eat. That after food smoke, gah. Fulfilled my dream. Laid around watching TV while dicking around on YouTube. Eventuall got tired enough to sleep from eleven...
Day 4 (Hurty Owie)
So I drank a bit after work last night and smoked a mini cigar. But no cigarettes. I did, however, roll a spliff and took a few tokes everytime I craved a cig. Cottonmouth took care of that. I...
Day 3 (Huh, That's Strange)
No super nic-fit today, which I find odd… Last time I tried the whole I’m quitting thing by day two I was super jonsein’ for a smoke and ready to naw my own face off. Yes, last night…morning?…a...
Day 2 (Gift Of Gab Gibberish)
Surprisingly I wasn’t taken by the nicotine fiend today. Am craving one now but just ate. Gonna skip the shower and go to bed. A bit sore. Tonight was better. Had two machines to run, kept ...
Day One (No Mummy, I Don't Want To)
Work was…there was a snafu from yesterday that was on me. I was actually able to shrug it off as a mistake is a miatake. Pay better attention. I’ve decided to put myself through the first bit...
4:02 AM UPDATE
I’ve caught about two hours of sleep in the last twenty-four hours. Showered. Full belly. Nice, soft, comfy bed and blanket. Finally starting Jedi Academy Trilogy. I’ll be asleep soon. Eve...
Shoot Me...
7:01 AM and I can’t sleep, even after reading for a few hours. Oh I’m tired…but the rest…the rest simply won’t come.
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.
