So very tired.
Finally a DAY OFF! I've been working 12 hour shifts every day since October 24th. Wow, I'm not sure if it's that I'm tired or what but I hate Miami. I wish it would sink into the ocean along with every asshole that lives here. I know not having power sucks but, fuck, how many hurricanes come through here every summer? You'd think people would be use to it by now. I am. People turn into fucking animals when their TV's don't work. Fist fights at the fucking gas pump, arguments over who cut in line to get ice, I'm so fucking sick of these people. This whole Miamian sense of entitlement, me first, fuck everyone else, sucks to be you, attitude is enough to make you want to take a shotgun vacation, Hemmingway style.
Priority. Everyone thinks they have a priority. "I have elderly people in my house." Fucking really? Who would've thought there would be old people in FLORIDA of all places? "I have kids." Yeah, you and 4 million other assholes in Florida. Are they driving you crazy because they can't watch Sponge Bob? How 'bout you smack 'em one and tell them to pick up a book. "My kid is on life support and the machine NEEDS electricity to work." How long did you have to prepare for the hurricane before it hit? A week and a half should be enough time to figure out where to take little Jimmy so he doesn't die. You know the routine every time a hurricane hits, damn it. So if your kid uses an asthma machine and you KNOW the power is going to be out for a few weeks, make arrangements. EVACUATE you fuck! Florida, unlike other states, actually helps people evacuate and gives them info. Take advantage of it. That's why you pay taxes, (ok tolls).
And just because you know how to plug in a toaster doesn't mean you know how to fix electrical equiptment. Don't fucking tell us how to do our jobs, we've been doing hurricane restoration for fucking decades and it goes pretty much the same every time. An electrical grid is extremely fucking complex to maintain and repair, so don't assume that the service crew (the one's working 16-18 hour days for YOU) is a platoon of incompetent morons when they have to restore a category 3 hurricane's worth of damage. What? You're going to sue us because you don't have power? Sure, have a ball. I mean, you could've used that money to buy nonperishable food, maybe a little gas stove, and maybe a generator, but kudos to you for using your cash to tie up an otherwise idle justice system.
Bitter? Yeah, but that's what happens when you work customer service and have to deal with people's shit for 12 hours a day, explaining the same thing over and over to people who don't give a shit as to WHY their power is out. I've got so much classwork to catch up on, so much sleep I still have to make up,... fuck...
bitch, bitch, bitch. I'm starting to sound like one of them. Ughhhhhh. Just needed to vent. And damn it, now I'm a chain smoker. Tho I'm trying to cut down now that it's all over. If the heart attack doesn't get me the cancer will.
Priority. Everyone thinks they have a priority. "I have elderly people in my house." Fucking really? Who would've thought there would be old people in FLORIDA of all places? "I have kids." Yeah, you and 4 million other assholes in Florida. Are they driving you crazy because they can't watch Sponge Bob? How 'bout you smack 'em one and tell them to pick up a book. "My kid is on life support and the machine NEEDS electricity to work." How long did you have to prepare for the hurricane before it hit? A week and a half should be enough time to figure out where to take little Jimmy so he doesn't die. You know the routine every time a hurricane hits, damn it. So if your kid uses an asthma machine and you KNOW the power is going to be out for a few weeks, make arrangements. EVACUATE you fuck! Florida, unlike other states, actually helps people evacuate and gives them info. Take advantage of it. That's why you pay taxes, (ok tolls).
And just because you know how to plug in a toaster doesn't mean you know how to fix electrical equiptment. Don't fucking tell us how to do our jobs, we've been doing hurricane restoration for fucking decades and it goes pretty much the same every time. An electrical grid is extremely fucking complex to maintain and repair, so don't assume that the service crew (the one's working 16-18 hour days for YOU) is a platoon of incompetent morons when they have to restore a category 3 hurricane's worth of damage. What? You're going to sue us because you don't have power? Sure, have a ball. I mean, you could've used that money to buy nonperishable food, maybe a little gas stove, and maybe a generator, but kudos to you for using your cash to tie up an otherwise idle justice system.
Bitter? Yeah, but that's what happens when you work customer service and have to deal with people's shit for 12 hours a day, explaining the same thing over and over to people who don't give a shit as to WHY their power is out. I've got so much classwork to catch up on, so much sleep I still have to make up,... fuck...
bitch, bitch, bitch. I'm starting to sound like one of them. Ughhhhhh. Just needed to vent. And damn it, now I'm a chain smoker. Tho I'm trying to cut down now that it's all over. If the heart attack doesn't get me the cancer will.