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"Both thorn and thistles it should bring forth, for us. For out of the ground we were taken for the dust we are, and to the dust we shall return." in What's it matter if we're all matter when we're done?

  • Feb. 23, 2014, 10:04 a.m.
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Just a tad frustrated right now.

My boyfriend land my best friends husband both started working with me at the factory a few weeks ago. I had been talking about it for weeks before they got hired on from the temp agency. I was really excited that the boys were going to be working with me. Plus, I'd been pushing my BFF's husband to get off is ass and get a job since he'd gotten laid off about 3 months ago and sat on his ass playing video games for nearly two whole months, while my best friend, his wife, took care of their three kids. It was getting to the point where I almost had to say something, as every time I'd go over their house (across the street) he'd be in front of the tv, immersed in some game, while she ran around the tiny apartment feeding the kids (a 4 yr old, a 2 yr old and a new born), changing diapers, making meals, doing laundry, dishes, vacuuming, just running herself ragged - I mean she just had the baby, and there he was getting pissed off at the kids for not giving him a moment of peace to focus on some fucking level... talk about blind... it seems the second time my best friends parents had to pay their rent for them, her husband finally realized he'd let his wife and kids suffer for too long. Living off of wic checks and child support wasn't cuttin' it. So he finally got a job. My boyfriend is a different story. He's got a trust fund. Almost 10 grand. He's got about a grand in his savings, and he's sittin on a 6 bdrm mansion at the top of the hill that's worth about half a mil, he;s just having a hard time selling it. I'm not worried about him, he's got no responsibilities, he's just got me and he knows what he needs to do when it comes to me. But nevertheless, he started feelin like a mooch and wanted to contribute so he took the job as el and for a few weeks everything was going pretty well.

Well last week Face's husband Monkey quit, and my boyfriend got fired, coincidentally... and before that everyone was faking an illness to stay home and chill out after taxes came and new electronics were bought and played with. I myself took a day and a half off, just because. It seems after everyone returned to work though, the motivation was lost. Face's husband was in the middle of getting this independent cab company off the ground. He'd just started talking about it and it seemed to be an impulse that came from not wanting to deal with the 9 to 5 again. I hoped and hoped and hoped he would have stayed at my factory. He could make up to 15 an hour in the department he'd gotten into and if he got hired onto the company from the temp agency he would be able to get benefits, really, really awesome benefits for him and his whole family... he'd be making about 24,000 a year which is your typical lower/middle class income in this country.

Instead... he quit this past Thursday and said he got another job. This cab company that is still only in the early process of being born... just seems like an excuse not to have to get up every day.

I know I'm being a bad friend, I'm not being very supportive and I've shot him down about this thing since it came up in conversation less than a month ago. But I've watched my best friend suffer under lack of a proper father figure and provider for her family since her ex left her with her first daughter. She's married to her husband now and seeing him making the decisions he's made in the last 2 years is heart breaking. Nothing I can do about it. Except be there for them. I've given them so much money, bought them so much food, diapers, formula... not for gratitude, not for pride, but because I could, and they couldn't, and I love them. And that's how I was raised. And no mother should ever wonder where her child's next bottle is going to come from. Ever.

Sue me for being pissed at Monkey for quitting a job that would take care of him and his family for the long term, had he decided -for once- to bite the bullet and suffer for the sake of the children he brought into this world.

I texted a friend of mine who owns his own private taxi company in town. I asked about the financial aspect, I tried to get a realistic idea of the income Monkey would be making, if he had really thought this through sincerely, and not just threw 2 grand into a company that would fail and leave them broke. Again.

According to my taxi friend, with his client base of about 550+ pple, he grosses about $50,000 a year. He got that many people working for a big-name taxi company in town for 5 years- so I was wondering how many people Monkey thought he'd be starting with...

I still don't know because I havent talked to him since he quit. I am thoroughly frustrated with him and my boyfriend's been over there every day for the last few weeks playing video games. Then here I am, I keep getting up every day, bustin my ass at work, coming home to find him playing video games. 3 nights in a row till finally he caught on and started letting me play again. I just got back into playing Halo, I was never big with the first person shooter games, I like all that girly shit like Fable and Dragon Age, I guess I'm more of an RPG girl but regardless he got me all those games for Christmas, with the x-box, which he has had over at Monkey's house the last 2 days and now it's finally MY weekend and all I wanna do is cruise netflix and play Halo for a day but the x-box isn't here. It's there. Cause they need 3 over there, and get to play every single day, all day, so much so that my boyfriend was gone all day, left it there AGAIN, came home and when I asked him if he left it there he said "yea, I figured I was just going to come home and go to sleep".

Cool. That's convenient for you. I guess I'll just keep flipping through tv and facebook. Cause those are my only options. I can watch netflix on the laptop, I really just wanted to play video games and sue me for being a little selfish and feeling a little .... angry towards things.

Oh I know most of this is misplaced PMSy hormonal anger. I know, I know I know. But generally speaking, it would have been nice if he thought I'd want to play MY x-box at SOME point in the day and a half I get off this weekend =/

End rant.


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