These past few days
have been beating the crap out of my...How should I put it - my way of thinking. It's like, I honestly do believe when bad things happen, good things are just around the corner and vice versa. But the past week has been rape. (although working Black Friday was surprisingly fun) To put this whole situation I'm primarily pissed off about simply:
-Nigger hits my car while I'm still at work and runs off before I can grab infos.
-Homie from work has connections and I get my car fixed
-Right after I drop him off in his warzone of a fucking neighborhood, I hit a car.
What's hilarious about it though is that I got a dent in THE EXACT SAME PLACE it was before I got it fixed. Me and John (my friend) were all celebrating and being all chill and stuff, and suddenly that happens and we're laughing our asses off like "Damn, don't I have all the luck?". The past couple of days at work have been sucking hard too since the managers have this retarded way of thinking. It's like, "Hey! Reggie's the closest to being done with his work! How about we pull him out, have him do 2 fucking hours worth of other work completely irrelevant to what he's supposed to do, and see if he can finish before everyone else." SPOILERS - no. Although I somehow don't end up being the last finished every time, that's retarded. Why can't they just wait till I'm done then send me to help other departments?
Also, I think I'm sick again. But apparently if I call out another day, I get another coaching. Even though there's fuckers that have called out 10+ times (I've called out a grand spanking total of 2), I have special fucking rules for some reason. Another great thing is pulling off that SMG run. I want to do it before the end of the year, but seeing as how I often go to bed upon coming home from work...My time's ridiculously limited. I'll keep trying, but my self confidence is out of whack as of late. Oh well, that's my update.
-Nigger hits my car while I'm still at work and runs off before I can grab infos.
-Homie from work has connections and I get my car fixed
-Right after I drop him off in his warzone of a fucking neighborhood, I hit a car.
What's hilarious about it though is that I got a dent in THE EXACT SAME PLACE it was before I got it fixed. Me and John (my friend) were all celebrating and being all chill and stuff, and suddenly that happens and we're laughing our asses off like "Damn, don't I have all the luck?". The past couple of days at work have been sucking hard too since the managers have this retarded way of thinking. It's like, "Hey! Reggie's the closest to being done with his work! How about we pull him out, have him do 2 fucking hours worth of other work completely irrelevant to what he's supposed to do, and see if he can finish before everyone else." SPOILERS - no. Although I somehow don't end up being the last finished every time, that's retarded. Why can't they just wait till I'm done then send me to help other departments?
Also, I think I'm sick again. But apparently if I call out another day, I get another coaching. Even though there's fuckers that have called out 10+ times (I've called out a grand spanking total of 2), I have special fucking rules for some reason. Another great thing is pulling off that SMG run. I want to do it before the end of the year, but seeing as how I often go to bed upon coming home from work...My time's ridiculously limited. I'll keep trying, but my self confidence is out of whack as of late. Oh well, that's my update.