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two things, completely unrelated.
i work in the public library. this seemed like such a nice, quiet little job when i accepted. i didn't think about the fact that it is downtown and the fucking hobo capital of the city. i now know i work in the daytime homeless shelter. every day i watch people get arrested, usually for smaller things like fights, doing drugs, being obscene & public nudity (i had to tell a 250 pound handicapped woman to get dressed and get out of the library last weekend, that the bathroom is not for public bathing. COMPLETELY NAKED. she left nothing to my imagination- she learned NOTHING from seventeen magazine.). yesterday i had some guy threaten me over the phone and call me a fucking bitch and he was going to come down to the library to (his words:) "fucking fix this with you myself." over $40 of fines. but occasionally we have stabbings and we've even had a guy pull out a gun and TRY TO FUCKING SHOOT the security guard. omg, the gun jammed, thank god, but seriously!?!? it's the LIBRARY. L-I-B-R-A-R-Y. for books and learning and reading. the sadder sides are when i help 45 year old homeless men fill out their library applications because they can't read at all and they don't know how to write their phone numbers, just so they can use our computers to use the internet (i still don't understand that).
i just wanted to rant. that is only the tip of the pathetic iceburg, but i still feel my job is a little fulfilling, because everyday i have someone come up to me and thank me for treating them like a human and smiling and saying hello, because no one else ever does. and that makes me feel happy that i made them feel a little better, even though they're just gonna go smoke some crack in 20 minutes.
SECOND!
monday! i get my sweet new apartment!! and my FUCKING SWEET NEW CAR! 2000 honda civic. 5 speed. lowered (WTF!?!), illegally tinted windows(WTF?!?!?!), ridiculously amazing alarm system (if someone touches it excessively, the keychain remote lights up and shakes and the screen on it says "LEFT WINDOW TAMPERED"!!!) up to like 2000 feet away (what the girl says, but i'll test it) with starter-kill thing, a/c!!!, acura tires, etc. this car is pretty nice, but all the work the kids put into it, i'm basically going to ruin cuz i'm taking the tint off and raising it back up. i'm keeping the alarm system & the tires. and there are cupholders. thank god.
i can't wait til next week.
but this weekend i get to look forward to packing up my shit in the dark (my roommates moved out and took the electricity with them). i hope no one has broken into my house in the past few days cuz i haven't been there. my cell phone charger mysteriously broke a few weeks ago so my phone is DEAD DEAD DEAD. and the cricket warranty sucks.
i can't wait til next week. cuz this week has been really long. no electricity=no home. and no car and no phone and moldy work shoes (yeah, my shoes are growing mold and i don't have money to buy new ones and i can't wear socks with them) are painful as shit.
but honestly, as bad as this whole thing has sounded, i'm pretty freakin happy and stoked.
i work in the public library. this seemed like such a nice, quiet little job when i accepted. i didn't think about the fact that it is downtown and the fucking hobo capital of the city. i now know i work in the daytime homeless shelter. every day i watch people get arrested, usually for smaller things like fights, doing drugs, being obscene & public nudity (i had to tell a 250 pound handicapped woman to get dressed and get out of the library last weekend, that the bathroom is not for public bathing. COMPLETELY NAKED. she left nothing to my imagination- she learned NOTHING from seventeen magazine.). yesterday i had some guy threaten me over the phone and call me a fucking bitch and he was going to come down to the library to (his words:) "fucking fix this with you myself." over $40 of fines. but occasionally we have stabbings and we've even had a guy pull out a gun and TRY TO FUCKING SHOOT the security guard. omg, the gun jammed, thank god, but seriously!?!? it's the LIBRARY. L-I-B-R-A-R-Y. for books and learning and reading. the sadder sides are when i help 45 year old homeless men fill out their library applications because they can't read at all and they don't know how to write their phone numbers, just so they can use our computers to use the internet (i still don't understand that).
i just wanted to rant. that is only the tip of the pathetic iceburg, but i still feel my job is a little fulfilling, because everyday i have someone come up to me and thank me for treating them like a human and smiling and saying hello, because no one else ever does. and that makes me feel happy that i made them feel a little better, even though they're just gonna go smoke some crack in 20 minutes.
SECOND!
monday! i get my sweet new apartment!! and my FUCKING SWEET NEW CAR! 2000 honda civic. 5 speed. lowered (WTF!?!), illegally tinted windows(WTF?!?!?!), ridiculously amazing alarm system (if someone touches it excessively, the keychain remote lights up and shakes and the screen on it says "LEFT WINDOW TAMPERED"!!!) up to like 2000 feet away (what the girl says, but i'll test it) with starter-kill thing, a/c!!!, acura tires, etc. this car is pretty nice, but all the work the kids put into it, i'm basically going to ruin cuz i'm taking the tint off and raising it back up. i'm keeping the alarm system & the tires. and there are cupholders. thank god.
i can't wait til next week.
but this weekend i get to look forward to packing up my shit in the dark (my roommates moved out and took the electricity with them). i hope no one has broken into my house in the past few days cuz i haven't been there. my cell phone charger mysteriously broke a few weeks ago so my phone is DEAD DEAD DEAD. and the cricket warranty sucks.
i can't wait til next week. cuz this week has been really long. no electricity=no home. and no car and no phone and moldy work shoes (yeah, my shoes are growing mold and i don't have money to buy new ones and i can't wear socks with them) are painful as shit.
but honestly, as bad as this whole thing has sounded, i'm pretty freakin happy and stoked.