Life Changing Experience
We'll get to that in a minute. I have to set the stage for it.
I've been staying in LeVale, MD since Wednesday closing a store up here. They made a new Martin's, and me and Rob went up there to close it with people from other locations. The guy in charge was really impressed with us and said he wants us back for the next store closing that's coming up soon. He called us the two best damn people he's ever worked with because we work hard and get things done fast. He also said he's telling our manager how good we were and all. We worked 10 hours everyday except today when they let us leave a little after 3.
Now for the LCE... Today we were doing the last little bit of cleaning and needed to scrub the old blood from the meat department... I almost threw up. That blood had never been cleaned off. It was so old and gross. The smell was too much. I started freaking because it upset me so much.... the smell of death and all.... I wasn't smelling food anymore... it was murder and hate and I just got weak in the knees. I started scrubbing my hands until they were red.... even though I was wearing gloves at the time. I decided on something at that point. I don't know if I'll change my mind sometime in my life... but at least until the horror of it all wears off, I'm not eating meat anymore... I may do seafood sometimes because that's just different... But the rest I just can't stomach. I had been wanting to stop for years, but couldn't because I just liked it too much, but this cuts it off. That was too much for me. After that, I just can't do it. I can't stand the thought of eating something like that.
Also, there's been this crap going on with the church. I started going about a year and a half ago because of Rob. He started playing bass last summer and he taught me some of the soundboard. I have been doing it since with Rob, as he sits in the back with me. Nobody knew and the stupid asses and bitches gave my job away to Rob's fucking ass of a little brother Jimmy who doesn't even care about it. He's 11, can't read, and won't even pay attention for 2 seconds. Rob got an email from the stupid head bitch who said Jimmy's doing it and she's moving Rob to the stage. You know what? I don't even want to go anymore. No one likes me and are basically kicking me out. I have nothing there now. I can't be with him, I can't do sound. I'm leaving. Fuck them. All they do is piss me off. I'm going to work Sunday mornings or something now. I don't care. I'll lose no sleep. All they want to do is tell you how to live your life. I'm leaving. I'm my own person.
I've been staying in LeVale, MD since Wednesday closing a store up here. They made a new Martin's, and me and Rob went up there to close it with people from other locations. The guy in charge was really impressed with us and said he wants us back for the next store closing that's coming up soon. He called us the two best damn people he's ever worked with because we work hard and get things done fast. He also said he's telling our manager how good we were and all. We worked 10 hours everyday except today when they let us leave a little after 3.
Now for the LCE... Today we were doing the last little bit of cleaning and needed to scrub the old blood from the meat department... I almost threw up. That blood had never been cleaned off. It was so old and gross. The smell was too much. I started freaking because it upset me so much.... the smell of death and all.... I wasn't smelling food anymore... it was murder and hate and I just got weak in the knees. I started scrubbing my hands until they were red.... even though I was wearing gloves at the time. I decided on something at that point. I don't know if I'll change my mind sometime in my life... but at least until the horror of it all wears off, I'm not eating meat anymore... I may do seafood sometimes because that's just different... But the rest I just can't stomach. I had been wanting to stop for years, but couldn't because I just liked it too much, but this cuts it off. That was too much for me. After that, I just can't do it. I can't stand the thought of eating something like that.
Also, there's been this crap going on with the church. I started going about a year and a half ago because of Rob. He started playing bass last summer and he taught me some of the soundboard. I have been doing it since with Rob, as he sits in the back with me. Nobody knew and the stupid asses and bitches gave my job away to Rob's fucking ass of a little brother Jimmy who doesn't even care about it. He's 11, can't read, and won't even pay attention for 2 seconds. Rob got an email from the stupid head bitch who said Jimmy's doing it and she's moving Rob to the stage. You know what? I don't even want to go anymore. No one likes me and are basically kicking me out. I have nothing there now. I can't be with him, I can't do sound. I'm leaving. Fuck them. All they do is piss me off. I'm going to work Sunday mornings or something now. I don't care. I'll lose no sleep. All they want to do is tell you how to live your life. I'm leaving. I'm my own person.