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Well today has been... interesting to say the least. Not good... definitely not good... just interesting. I guess that is the best way I can put it right now... I still think I am kinda' in shock... you know like a numbness in place of how you really should feel. I know that soon my true feelings will ambush me but right now I am numb. Heh~ bet most of ya' are wondering what the fuck would make me feel like this(then again, a good percentage probably don't give a flyin' fuck), well it isn't anything overly terrible like both of my parents died in a plane crash beside their other lovers or that I miscarried... nothin' like that. I just lost my job... well fired actually.
Yeps... I got canned... kinda' expected it though. I mean I was one like uber-final-you-fuck-up-again-you-fired-probation. I mean I was goin' to be on it for a year... and I have a tendency to fuck up on a monthly basis. Still... it sucks. I guess what really pisses me off is for the goddamn stupid ass reason I got fired. I got fired for jumpin' on and ridin' a cage cart... an entirely idiot thing that only I could think(or not think) to do. It isn't like I have never done this before... I have done it the whole two years I worked there.
However, this time that fat fuck GL Andre saw me do it with his fat-filled eyes. That fuckin' turd isn't even my GL but the retard in charge of Warehouse. However, bein' that the only thing he is good at is gettin' people fired he took it upon himself to see this happen to me. I am not totally blamin' the fuck, I know it was my own stupidity... but I still want to drop kick that fat right out of the mother fucker. I mean totally Romper Stomper Joe Pesci kick the fuck-tard until his jelly-filled blood is all over my shoes. Nonetheless... the end result is Aaron has joined the numerous proud ranks of the unemployed.
I can honestly say that I am fuckin' lost right now... I mean this was the one thing I thought I was doin' right... the one stable fuckin' thing in this short life full of fuck-ups. Nope... I guess I fucked this up to. Now what, huh? I mean I actually like workin' there. I mean I liked my co-workers and my job... now all of that is gone. I don't know how to fuckin' tell my parents... I already feel like they think I am a failure already. I mean I might have fucked up school right nicely, but at least I kept my job. Now I don't even have that... I am gettin' tired of disappointing them. Hell I am tired of disappointing myself. I don't want to end up like this... jobless and barely in college... that is not where I want to be. I know I gotta' tell them sometime... but not right now. Right now I am just goin' to pretend like I still have a job so I don't have to see the shame in their eyes... I can't take that right now.
Another problem is my fucked up shoulder. When I was workin' there I was on worker's comp. so they were payin' for everything. Now I am in the middle of getting and MRI and maybe even an operation and now I have no job. I don't know if they are still goin' to pay to fix it or whether I have to do that all myself... I mean I am kinda' stuck. I got a fucked up shoulder so findin' a job is goin' to be difficult and I don't even know if I can afford to pay to fix it.
Bloody hell... I am tired of bitchin'... it ain't makin' me feel better that is for sure. I will just go to sleep... wait until Monday and go to the unemployment office and just pick up the pieces of this busted-ass puzzle the best that I can.
Yeps... I got canned... kinda' expected it though. I mean I was one like uber-final-you-fuck-up-again-you-fired-probation. I mean I was goin' to be on it for a year... and I have a tendency to fuck up on a monthly basis. Still... it sucks. I guess what really pisses me off is for the goddamn stupid ass reason I got fired. I got fired for jumpin' on and ridin' a cage cart... an entirely idiot thing that only I could think(or not think) to do. It isn't like I have never done this before... I have done it the whole two years I worked there.
However, this time that fat fuck GL Andre saw me do it with his fat-filled eyes. That fuckin' turd isn't even my GL but the retard in charge of Warehouse. However, bein' that the only thing he is good at is gettin' people fired he took it upon himself to see this happen to me. I am not totally blamin' the fuck, I know it was my own stupidity... but I still want to drop kick that fat right out of the mother fucker. I mean totally Romper Stomper Joe Pesci kick the fuck-tard until his jelly-filled blood is all over my shoes. Nonetheless... the end result is Aaron has joined the numerous proud ranks of the unemployed.
I can honestly say that I am fuckin' lost right now... I mean this was the one thing I thought I was doin' right... the one stable fuckin' thing in this short life full of fuck-ups. Nope... I guess I fucked this up to. Now what, huh? I mean I actually like workin' there. I mean I liked my co-workers and my job... now all of that is gone. I don't know how to fuckin' tell my parents... I already feel like they think I am a failure already. I mean I might have fucked up school right nicely, but at least I kept my job. Now I don't even have that... I am gettin' tired of disappointing them. Hell I am tired of disappointing myself. I don't want to end up like this... jobless and barely in college... that is not where I want to be. I know I gotta' tell them sometime... but not right now. Right now I am just goin' to pretend like I still have a job so I don't have to see the shame in their eyes... I can't take that right now.
Another problem is my fucked up shoulder. When I was workin' there I was on worker's comp. so they were payin' for everything. Now I am in the middle of getting and MRI and maybe even an operation and now I have no job. I don't know if they are still goin' to pay to fix it or whether I have to do that all myself... I mean I am kinda' stuck. I got a fucked up shoulder so findin' a job is goin' to be difficult and I don't even know if I can afford to pay to fix it.
Bloody hell... I am tired of bitchin'... it ain't makin' me feel better that is for sure. I will just go to sleep... wait until Monday and go to the unemployment office and just pick up the pieces of this busted-ass puzzle the best that I can.