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The usual, sleeping in, getting up...playing Counter Strike. But not today. Today was the first day the Justin's mother no longer has to go to work, meaning her and I are the only two people at home together during the day. She quit her job and now it's just me and her.
Anyway, around 6am this morning I went to go get a drink of water after being asleep for only an hour and a half, and she asks me if it is ok if she makes an appointment for me to go to Certified Personnel, this staffing agency, that we are both going to go to to get a job. I told her that was fine and then crawled back into bed sleeping in pretty late. So she goes out shopping or whatever and comes back around 3. She comes into the computer room (I am of course playing Counter Strike which I am sure pisses her off...but what the hell else am I suppose to do, I have no car, no job, and no friends or family here...) and says "I waited until about 12 for you today." Of course I am like...why? Then she says that it would be unprofessional for her to call for me to make an appointment and that she expected me to get up this morning and do it myself (even though she did not tell me this.) So she gets all pissy and has me call them. So I call them, no big deal right? They tell me I have to fill out an online application and stuff, but this is what really gets me, she had already called them for herself and she has written down all of this, to fill out the application and wait 24 hours for it to process and then call them. So...really, there was no point for me to call them, nor did it matter what time I called them...and she already knew that and still got pissed at me!
All they tell you on the phone is to fill out the application and wait a day...then they email you and send you testing THEN they make an appointment. Then she has the nerve after I get off the phone to ask me what they said when she already damn well knows what the fuck they said.
Oh my god. I can't fucking wait until I move the fuck out. It is already weird enough living with a family that I don't know. They expect me to have everything all figured out and to have a job even though I don't have a fucking car and we live in the boonies. And the reason I don't have a car is because of Justin's sister who is too stuck up to let her dad cosign for a new car because she only wants a BMW and he won't cosign for something that expensive. So her alternative is to drive a hunk of junk that Justin and I were told that we would have upon arriving here. Now we have the added stress of living here longer to save up to buy a shitty car just so I can go apply for a damn job...and then we can move out.
Fucking a. I hate depending on other people. Unfortunately the Catch 22 situation arrives again in situations like this. I can move out when I get a job. I can only get a job if I have a car. I can't get a car if I don't have a job. People get pissed at me if I don't have a job. Justin works so he can buy a car for us. I look like an ass. We can't move out until I get a car, I can't get a car if I don't have a job....LOL
Wow.
So yeah, I am pissed but what the fuck ever. There's nothing I can do about it and when there is you better believe I will be moving the fuck out. Especially since Justin's parents think I am pretty much useless right now, probably mostly considering me antisocial and then secondly lazy. I really don't have anything to say to these people. The main conversation in the house consists of political debates...problem there lying that the family is republican, except Justin and I. I personally do not feel comfortable debating with them about it in there house when I am just the son's girlfriend. So, I stay in the computer room and get online, and play games...and read, clean up after myself and keep my mouth shut. Not to mention I don't really want to bring up my personal life which requires another whole set of lies etc.
Just to make this journal entry more complete, someone just came in here and bitched at me that my laundry drying in the dryer is too loud and I need to do something about it....What the fuck am I suppose to do? Take the buttons off of my jeans?
Bye...
Anyway, around 6am this morning I went to go get a drink of water after being asleep for only an hour and a half, and she asks me if it is ok if she makes an appointment for me to go to Certified Personnel, this staffing agency, that we are both going to go to to get a job. I told her that was fine and then crawled back into bed sleeping in pretty late. So she goes out shopping or whatever and comes back around 3. She comes into the computer room (I am of course playing Counter Strike which I am sure pisses her off...but what the hell else am I suppose to do, I have no car, no job, and no friends or family here...) and says "I waited until about 12 for you today." Of course I am like...why? Then she says that it would be unprofessional for her to call for me to make an appointment and that she expected me to get up this morning and do it myself (even though she did not tell me this.) So she gets all pissy and has me call them. So I call them, no big deal right? They tell me I have to fill out an online application and stuff, but this is what really gets me, she had already called them for herself and she has written down all of this, to fill out the application and wait 24 hours for it to process and then call them. So...really, there was no point for me to call them, nor did it matter what time I called them...and she already knew that and still got pissed at me!
All they tell you on the phone is to fill out the application and wait a day...then they email you and send you testing THEN they make an appointment. Then she has the nerve after I get off the phone to ask me what they said when she already damn well knows what the fuck they said.
Oh my god. I can't fucking wait until I move the fuck out. It is already weird enough living with a family that I don't know. They expect me to have everything all figured out and to have a job even though I don't have a fucking car and we live in the boonies. And the reason I don't have a car is because of Justin's sister who is too stuck up to let her dad cosign for a new car because she only wants a BMW and he won't cosign for something that expensive. So her alternative is to drive a hunk of junk that Justin and I were told that we would have upon arriving here. Now we have the added stress of living here longer to save up to buy a shitty car just so I can go apply for a damn job...and then we can move out.
Fucking a. I hate depending on other people. Unfortunately the Catch 22 situation arrives again in situations like this. I can move out when I get a job. I can only get a job if I have a car. I can't get a car if I don't have a job. People get pissed at me if I don't have a job. Justin works so he can buy a car for us. I look like an ass. We can't move out until I get a car, I can't get a car if I don't have a job....LOL
Wow.
So yeah, I am pissed but what the fuck ever. There's nothing I can do about it and when there is you better believe I will be moving the fuck out. Especially since Justin's parents think I am pretty much useless right now, probably mostly considering me antisocial and then secondly lazy. I really don't have anything to say to these people. The main conversation in the house consists of political debates...problem there lying that the family is republican, except Justin and I. I personally do not feel comfortable debating with them about it in there house when I am just the son's girlfriend. So, I stay in the computer room and get online, and play games...and read, clean up after myself and keep my mouth shut. Not to mention I don't really want to bring up my personal life which requires another whole set of lies etc.
Just to make this journal entry more complete, someone just came in here and bitched at me that my laundry drying in the dryer is too loud and I need to do something about it....What the fuck am I suppose to do? Take the buttons off of my jeans?
Bye...