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I skipped out on my cousin's wedding today because I'm a jerk. I actually had to work, but I might've been able to get off if I'd tried harder. I didn't try because the wedding is in Taylor County. I have no idea where that is, but I know the bus doesn't run out there.
Besides, I'm totally tapped. I'm seriously worried about bouncing a check as it is, and you can't show up to a wedding without a gift. I thought I had it covered when I worked an extra shift for cash the other day, but as usual, a snag came up. The guy whose shift I worked was supposed to pay me today. Instead, he called in sick and hasn't answered his phone. If I can't get ahold of him tomorrow, I guess I'll have to cut some lawns or sell some plasma. It's sad that I work 56 hours a week or more, live in a $45,000 house, have never owned a new car in my life, and I still end up having to pawn shit.
I have a job that should be able to support my family's meager lifestyle. We don't have boats and flat-screen TVs and shit like that. I cut my own hair and buy the generic Cheerios. Part of the problem is lousy insurance package the city gives us. Every year it covers less and costs more. The cops get FREE insurance, while they raise mine and the garbage men's to pay for it. Those fuckers never get hurt. Most cops go their entire careers without firing their weapons. That's why they usually act like rookies on the rare occaision they do fire a shot. You can add all of the gunfights every cop in the city has ever been in and it wouldn't equal the number of fires I've fought in the past year. They don't get it right on the news very often, but some firemen gets injured on EVERY HOUSEFIRE. Somebody always falls through a floor or off a ladder, or gets hit by a chunk of ceiling or something. Between the heat, the poisonous gases, the broken glass, collapsing walls, flying axes and hooks, arcing wires, etc... somebody always ends up going to U of L for some stitches or something. It's a slap in the face that I'm paying for those assholes' insurance, while they're making over $20,000 a year more than me. The mayor hasn't given me a raise in more than 2 years and he refuses settle our long expired contract. The best contract offer he's made so far doesn't have a raise in it for at least 2 more years.
There's alot of people that have it rougher than I do, and I truly love my job. I really don't even want to complain about money, but it pisses me off that my take home pay is lower now than it was in 2004, and that it will probably be even lower by 2008. The mayor always has us singled out from the other public safety departments. It's insulting that the politicians appreciate us so little around budget time, but they want to take pictures with us on September 11th.
Besides, I'm totally tapped. I'm seriously worried about bouncing a check as it is, and you can't show up to a wedding without a gift. I thought I had it covered when I worked an extra shift for cash the other day, but as usual, a snag came up. The guy whose shift I worked was supposed to pay me today. Instead, he called in sick and hasn't answered his phone. If I can't get ahold of him tomorrow, I guess I'll have to cut some lawns or sell some plasma. It's sad that I work 56 hours a week or more, live in a $45,000 house, have never owned a new car in my life, and I still end up having to pawn shit.
I have a job that should be able to support my family's meager lifestyle. We don't have boats and flat-screen TVs and shit like that. I cut my own hair and buy the generic Cheerios. Part of the problem is lousy insurance package the city gives us. Every year it covers less and costs more. The cops get FREE insurance, while they raise mine and the garbage men's to pay for it. Those fuckers never get hurt. Most cops go their entire careers without firing their weapons. That's why they usually act like rookies on the rare occaision they do fire a shot. You can add all of the gunfights every cop in the city has ever been in and it wouldn't equal the number of fires I've fought in the past year. They don't get it right on the news very often, but some firemen gets injured on EVERY HOUSEFIRE. Somebody always falls through a floor or off a ladder, or gets hit by a chunk of ceiling or something. Between the heat, the poisonous gases, the broken glass, collapsing walls, flying axes and hooks, arcing wires, etc... somebody always ends up going to U of L for some stitches or something. It's a slap in the face that I'm paying for those assholes' insurance, while they're making over $20,000 a year more than me. The mayor hasn't given me a raise in more than 2 years and he refuses settle our long expired contract. The best contract offer he's made so far doesn't have a raise in it for at least 2 more years.
There's alot of people that have it rougher than I do, and I truly love my job. I really don't even want to complain about money, but it pisses me off that my take home pay is lower now than it was in 2004, and that it will probably be even lower by 2008. The mayor always has us singled out from the other public safety departments. It's insulting that the politicians appreciate us so little around budget time, but they want to take pictures with us on September 11th.