49964
Everyone has a number
Tatooed on their soul
And the times gonna come boy
When your numbers called
That is a Verse from "out on an island" by Cock Sparrer. My number is 49964, that is my employee number at work. This is the number the suits see when they think about me as an employee. I am not Corby Gavin Stroud, a meat clerk who works in clayton. I am 49964-Cashier-$8.88/hour. They look at my hours and see a few slippings of overtime. They notice that I have worked seven days. And my day off is the day this fucking isabelle is supposed to hit. So im going to get called in because I work at a grocery store. Nevermind the fact that I havn't actually HAD a day off since last wednesday... lets keep him working. MY sister is going in for surgery on Thursday, so even if I don't get called in its not like im going to be having a great day or anything. Im talking to a few people online, and one of them at least is trying to give me words of encouragement. I wish she would stop, because I don't want to feel better. I don't want to hear bullshit. I am a number, not a human. I don't wan't people to be worried about me, I don't want people to care right now. I want to wallow in my misery for as long as I can without getting better. I want something good to randomly happen so that I can be pulled from this, im tired of random bad shit pulling me into horrible moods and people having to TRY to get me out of them. I just want to get out of my mood on a random twist as im put in them. Maybe something good will happen, I doubt it though.
Tatooed on their soul
And the times gonna come boy
When your numbers called
That is a Verse from "out on an island" by Cock Sparrer. My number is 49964, that is my employee number at work. This is the number the suits see when they think about me as an employee. I am not Corby Gavin Stroud, a meat clerk who works in clayton. I am 49964-Cashier-$8.88/hour. They look at my hours and see a few slippings of overtime. They notice that I have worked seven days. And my day off is the day this fucking isabelle is supposed to hit. So im going to get called in because I work at a grocery store. Nevermind the fact that I havn't actually HAD a day off since last wednesday... lets keep him working. MY sister is going in for surgery on Thursday, so even if I don't get called in its not like im going to be having a great day or anything. Im talking to a few people online, and one of them at least is trying to give me words of encouragement. I wish she would stop, because I don't want to feel better. I don't want to hear bullshit. I am a number, not a human. I don't wan't people to be worried about me, I don't want people to care right now. I want to wallow in my misery for as long as I can without getting better. I want something good to randomly happen so that I can be pulled from this, im tired of random bad shit pulling me into horrible moods and people having to TRY to get me out of them. I just want to get out of my mood on a random twist as im put in them. Maybe something good will happen, I doubt it though.