Got it, Getting Rid of It probably
Sorry for not updating sooner. Lots of stuff has happened, but ill just touch on this tonight.
So I finally got the FedEx job, unloading trucks at 2:30am. Its hard as fucking hell...it kills my body. I currently cant move anything but my fingers and a little bit of my hands.
Today was the last night of orientation.
Im thinking about quitting
I dont have the energy to do this. And to make everyone kill them selves while trying to unload trucks at a box every 3 seconds?! I cant do that...ever. Not to mention though that I almost blacked out tonight.
I was on my THIRD full length truck full of boxes with my partner for the night, and was almost done. I then lost grip of my box and my knees buckled under me. I came so close from passing out. I had to have three people help me out of the truck and into a chair. After about 10 minutes, I got sent home...or so I hoped.
I go to call Buster, who I gave my phone to since we cant have them on the property. He would not answer. I call Snows phone, would not answer. I called them both several times...nothing. I even had to call my mom to call home to see if anyone would answer. Nothing. The guards eventually found out I was calling out of state several times and completely jumped down my throat. -_- I have a feeling thats coming out of my paycheck
So not able to get ahold of anyone, I stumble outside as best i can and sit by the fence....for an hour. Still no one here. Buster was supposed to come pick me up anyway at 6am...and it was passed that. Finally I said fuck it, and almost crawled my way up to the Circle K. Thank you circle K for letting me use your phone. I FINALLY got through to Buster, yelled at him slightly, waited for him to get here, and said nothing else. He can kiss my ass.
Also, Snow is leaving today...*cries* I need him
Also too, Scooter was down here for a few days to hang out and cub out. Sadly, tonight he got super sick and had to get his parents to come and get him. I hope he feels better soon
So I finally got the FedEx job, unloading trucks at 2:30am. Its hard as fucking hell...it kills my body. I currently cant move anything but my fingers and a little bit of my hands.
Today was the last night of orientation.
Im thinking about quitting
I dont have the energy to do this. And to make everyone kill them selves while trying to unload trucks at a box every 3 seconds?! I cant do that...ever. Not to mention though that I almost blacked out tonight.
I was on my THIRD full length truck full of boxes with my partner for the night, and was almost done. I then lost grip of my box and my knees buckled under me. I came so close from passing out. I had to have three people help me out of the truck and into a chair. After about 10 minutes, I got sent home...or so I hoped.
I go to call Buster, who I gave my phone to since we cant have them on the property. He would not answer. I call Snows phone, would not answer. I called them both several times...nothing. I even had to call my mom to call home to see if anyone would answer. Nothing. The guards eventually found out I was calling out of state several times and completely jumped down my throat. -_- I have a feeling thats coming out of my paycheck
So not able to get ahold of anyone, I stumble outside as best i can and sit by the fence....for an hour. Still no one here. Buster was supposed to come pick me up anyway at 6am...and it was passed that. Finally I said fuck it, and almost crawled my way up to the Circle K. Thank you circle K for letting me use your phone. I FINALLY got through to Buster, yelled at him slightly, waited for him to get here, and said nothing else. He can kiss my ass.
Also, Snow is leaving today...*cries* I need him
Also too, Scooter was down here for a few days to hang out and cub out. Sadly, tonight he got super sick and had to get his parents to come and get him. I hope he feels better soon