Work.
It seems I'm falling into an unrelenting circle when it comes to work. I love working at this place. The job is easy. It's close to home. It's not *bad* money. It's just the people they hire are getting to me. The company policies are becoming even more tedious. Gay. Annoying. Stupid. The list of adjectives and arguements I have to them can go on and on. I'll spare ye. :P but right now everytime I wake up and know I have to come to this place; all I want to do is quit.
I was like || close to walking out on Wednesday due to that there were 2 switches leaving me to work with two new people who didn't really know what the hell they were doing and another which was there for like 2 months but still is a fucking moron...
I don't know what's going on with me. I'm usually a pretty relaxed guy. "Cool under fire." but we got hammered. Balls to the wall busy and I had to compensate for all areas of the kitchen... I had the manager come back and help me but it was to no avail. She got pissed off and threw an order against the wall. Which didn't help my currect aggression because that's what I wanted to do. I didn't act out or yell. I tried to take direction and give orders to everyone... It's just I was already in a bad mood. idk. I give up.
Ty = Depressed. Meh. I'm kind of down. I like to resort to this journal when I'm like this, but heh, what can ya do?
Thanksgiving was fun. Going down and spending time with long lost family ever since we moved to Pittsburgh. Sean, John, Pat, and Cory all came over for a mini-LAN of some sort. Didn't really do anything but was slightly fun to just sit back and chill with everyone. I really wish Hot Tops didn't close... that was like THE hot spot for us. *sigh*
I don't really have anymore commentary that I really want to go over. I'm in a bad mood... and I'm kinda hoping that tomorrow will make me feel better. I'm supposed to hang out with Deanna and chill. Don't know doing what? but whatever. Don't know what's going on between me and her. Go with the flow.
I was like || close to walking out on Wednesday due to that there were 2 switches leaving me to work with two new people who didn't really know what the hell they were doing and another which was there for like 2 months but still is a fucking moron...
I don't know what's going on with me. I'm usually a pretty relaxed guy. "Cool under fire." but we got hammered. Balls to the wall busy and I had to compensate for all areas of the kitchen... I had the manager come back and help me but it was to no avail. She got pissed off and threw an order against the wall. Which didn't help my currect aggression because that's what I wanted to do. I didn't act out or yell. I tried to take direction and give orders to everyone... It's just I was already in a bad mood. idk. I give up.
Ty = Depressed. Meh. I'm kind of down. I like to resort to this journal when I'm like this, but heh, what can ya do?
Thanksgiving was fun. Going down and spending time with long lost family ever since we moved to Pittsburgh. Sean, John, Pat, and Cory all came over for a mini-LAN of some sort. Didn't really do anything but was slightly fun to just sit back and chill with everyone. I really wish Hot Tops didn't close... that was like THE hot spot for us. *sigh*
I don't really have anymore commentary that I really want to go over. I'm in a bad mood... and I'm kinda hoping that tomorrow will make me feel better. I'm supposed to hang out with Deanna and chill. Don't know doing what? but whatever. Don't know what's going on between me and her. Go with the flow.