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by J.E.

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May 10, 2018

Woo Hoo!

Somehow got another continuation till next month. I’ll take it!


May 10, 2018

3:09 AM

Court at 1 PM. Hopefully this is the last time unless my lawyer tells me to appeal. Wish me luck…


April 21, 2018

For The Stoners

Happy 4/20!


April 17, 2018

4:34 AM

Had a shitty night. One of the coworkers is a douche. I’m going to leave it at that. Tired. Hate working long nights. I need a 40 mg pill of Phuk-et-ol right about now. Guess I’ll try reading b...


April 09, 2018

2:35 PM

Ugh. I start night shift tomight. 3:30 PM to 2:30 AM. At least Friday’s are 2 PM to 10:30 PM. That can’t get here soon enough. The OT will be nice. Just long hours. 45 minute lunches so I ...


April 03, 2018

Kankles

I was spolied at the last job. Sitting on my ass all night reading. Have gone back to ten hour shifts on my feet and boy howdy, my right ankle is swollen. Really need to take a shower but I’m ...


April 03, 2018

New Job Jitters

Last night I got super bummed. It’s hard to explain but I really didn’t want to return to work. Today, however, my fears were laid to rest. Had some fun. Joe, the guy who was showing me the ro...


April 01, 2018

Zombie Jesus Day!

Happy Easter!


March 26, 2018

FINALLY!

After several interviews and two months of waiting I’VE FINALLY got a job. Start Monday at 8am.


March 20, 2018

Wonky Schedule

Ugh, my sleep schedule fuuucked. 8:24 AM. Been up all night. Most of it was spent reading Guns of the South by Harry Turtledove. White supremacist group goes back in time and gives the C.S.A. ...


March 08, 2018

Continue...

May 10th, 1pm, Courtroom A. Damnit. Get this over with already.


March 08, 2018

Jitters

Court tomorrow. Lawyer said may be a deal cut. If I can avoid jail time I’ll be eternally grateful.


March 02, 2018

Sources Say I'm A POS


Jeff Sessions R Alabama “Been screaming eff Jeff since the late 90’s!” - Jesse J. Angry IN Alabama 1:50 AM Can’t sleep tonight. Ugh. I was tired but now…nope. Watching Legend of 420 on Netf...


February 23, 2018

Everyone Else Is Doing It

DO YOU LIVE IN A HOUSE OR AN APARTMENT? House WOULD YOU SAY IT IS BIG OR SMALL? Just right XD DO YOU HAVE A WELCOME MAT? Yes DOES IT SAY SOMETHING? Welcome! DO YOU HAVE A DISHWASHER OR DO YOU HAV...


February 22, 2018

Wait For It...

Called the place back and told then to speak to the HR lady instead of the supervisor. This was only after getting a call back from another place I sent my resume. Job 1: Contract only. Job 2: F...


February 20, 2018

Good Birthday

Yesterday was cool. Red Lobster for brunch then Black Panther in the afternoon. Totally awesome flick! Instead of the usual strawberry cupcakes I asked for rice krispie treats. Damn they’re goo...


February 19, 2018

35th

Happy Birtday to me. And now for something completely different.


February 09, 2018

My Dixie Wrecked

Woke up yesterday to a text message from a temp service I used a few years back. It was in regards to a machinist position. Texted back that I was interested. Got a call about an hour later as...


February 06, 2018

Sniff It

The original video is gone. Enjoy!


February 06, 2018

Sniff It

The original video is gone. Enjoy!


I’m just here. My life isn’t a path but different trails into the forest of confusion.


February 02, 2018

Meh

Outskirts of town. Downtown. According to Google top 16th Hipster city to come to. Bring it weirdos.


February 02, 2018

Such A Classic Excuse

Three night shifters and I got walked out one by one Wednesday evening. Everyone I messaged/messaged me it was bullshit. Doc typo on note got me points. Got fired. Rumor from a friend eight p...


January 26, 2018

Feetsies

I’m good. Thanks for all the love from the last entry. Saw Michelle. Deep convo, gave me something to work on. Like actual forty-eight page q and a about extreme feelings. Went into work alm...


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.