Soo for Spooky!
You addictive thing you!!! I joined FetLife..I of course had to check it out after reading some of the things you posted, and I of course got dragged in...willingly..I suppose. Its a really great community of people there and its a place where I feel I can express my likes and myself without being judged. Secondly (and this is so for you Spooky) I went and bought myself a black watch, with little (dull) pyramid spikes and its got a pink face with Mr. Johnny thats says, "I love Jack"..!!!!!!! *Squee* I love it. It makes me think of your icons of course when I look down. I also wanted to tell you I think you are one of the most (There are probably three) interesting people I know/read about on here. I feel honored that you share pictures of your ghostlings with me and the rest of us so honored. That you answer questions that make you just wanna shove someone...(No names of course. ^_^) I just feel honored!!!
Okay now on with my flailing and daily drama. So today I went into work a half hour early..not by choice..I simply forgot my schedule and decided to be on the safe side. Well...Crystal should have know that her big mouth would get her in trouble. I kept complaining about being bored and all of a sudden we start doing 300-400$/hrs..which normally would not have been so bad but its just me, one other manager, two green shirts and a young man who has just come back from a long break and almost needs to be retrained. It felt like we were a person short and I was running ragged. Every time I even tried to stop for a second we kept getting flooded. Well the backline (Sammich maker) person goes home at one, so I go back there and take over, and of course keep getting my ass handed to me. Granted I am fast but when fifteen sammiches pop up even I am not above screaming for help. So Danielle (previous friend outside and inside of work) shoes up for her 2-11:30 shift..and immediately has an attitude. Now the first thing I notice are that she has big X's on her hands..which is fine, I realize she probably did not come home till 5AM or later, she is that kind of partier. However I am off now, so I sweep my floors, make sure everything is stocked and cleaned and make myself a sammich. I left three banana peppers and three shreds of lettuce on the cutting board. THATS IT. As I am walking out the door she says, "You could clean up your mess.." Confused I say, "What mess" while looking over to see the banana peppers. I simply smile, and as I am about to get ugly say, "It'll take you three seconds to wipe off.." and of course her shitty remark is, "Well then why can't you do it.." Crystal, debating on turning around and shoving those peppers so far up her ass she tastes vinegar for a lifetime, simply continues on and says, "Well just fire me Danielle, just fire me, oh wait you can't." With that I left and as soon as feet hit concrete every insulting obscentity that could leave my mouth did.
This was brought on rather early, I had another manager walk in, OFF THE CLOCK talking to his girlfriend who is another manager, and tell me to have some consideration for the TWO whole customers in the lobby because I was ranting about this or that. I could have punched him in the face. Next on the list of aggravation was this new kid, the one who needs to be retrained, touching me....-.- I don't like to be touched by anyone at work for any circumstances..in fact I vaguely remember breaking a plastic tray over my assistant managers wrist, and karate chopping him in the throat after he backed me into a corner with a broom and kept putting his legs against mine...How I adored that man...
^-^ However I like to consent and then fight..and as gentle as this new guy is...his touch bothers me. I also had to be the single person holding everyone together throughout our lunch rush. So by the end of my shift I was not a happy wolf pup mind you.
*Shivers* As pissed as I was I could not find the motivation to go to the gym like I wanted. -.- Grr. I came home, showered, ate, and lay down for a long time, before falling asleep. No one woke me so I just slept. I then went and picked up some food and came home took a test, made an A, and now I am sitting her wondering what to do with myself. I keep counting down the minutes until I go down to one day a week..and honestly I am wondering if the aggravation is worth that even. As long as I work for two weeks after my vacation I still get paid, and then I can quit...
I am so sick of the drama. Blah.
On the lighter side I got my refund check and spent it. I got a riding crop, a feather tickler, a vibrating something or other, a nice lunch and dinner for myself, new nipple rings, gas in my tank, and a new game. I figured it was time to treat my damn self to something. All the great grades and things I have been putting up with. Oh I got the dogs nails cut and taken care of.
Guess I am done. Gonna head to sleep after a bit so I can actually go to the gym tomorrow.
If ONE MORE 18-19 YEAR OLD TELLS ME WHAT TO DO I AM GOING TO RE-ARRANGE THEIR GODAMNED FACE.
Okay now on with my flailing and daily drama. So today I went into work a half hour early..not by choice..I simply forgot my schedule and decided to be on the safe side. Well...Crystal should have know that her big mouth would get her in trouble. I kept complaining about being bored and all of a sudden we start doing 300-400$/hrs..which normally would not have been so bad but its just me, one other manager, two green shirts and a young man who has just come back from a long break and almost needs to be retrained. It felt like we were a person short and I was running ragged. Every time I even tried to stop for a second we kept getting flooded. Well the backline (Sammich maker) person goes home at one, so I go back there and take over, and of course keep getting my ass handed to me. Granted I am fast but when fifteen sammiches pop up even I am not above screaming for help. So Danielle (previous friend outside and inside of work) shoes up for her 2-11:30 shift..and immediately has an attitude. Now the first thing I notice are that she has big X's on her hands..which is fine, I realize she probably did not come home till 5AM or later, she is that kind of partier. However I am off now, so I sweep my floors, make sure everything is stocked and cleaned and make myself a sammich. I left three banana peppers and three shreds of lettuce on the cutting board. THATS IT. As I am walking out the door she says, "You could clean up your mess.." Confused I say, "What mess" while looking over to see the banana peppers. I simply smile, and as I am about to get ugly say, "It'll take you three seconds to wipe off.." and of course her shitty remark is, "Well then why can't you do it.." Crystal, debating on turning around and shoving those peppers so far up her ass she tastes vinegar for a lifetime, simply continues on and says, "Well just fire me Danielle, just fire me, oh wait you can't." With that I left and as soon as feet hit concrete every insulting obscentity that could leave my mouth did.
This was brought on rather early, I had another manager walk in, OFF THE CLOCK talking to his girlfriend who is another manager, and tell me to have some consideration for the TWO whole customers in the lobby because I was ranting about this or that. I could have punched him in the face. Next on the list of aggravation was this new kid, the one who needs to be retrained, touching me....-.- I don't like to be touched by anyone at work for any circumstances..in fact I vaguely remember breaking a plastic tray over my assistant managers wrist, and karate chopping him in the throat after he backed me into a corner with a broom and kept putting his legs against mine...How I adored that man...
^-^ However I like to consent and then fight..and as gentle as this new guy is...his touch bothers me. I also had to be the single person holding everyone together throughout our lunch rush. So by the end of my shift I was not a happy wolf pup mind you.
*Shivers* As pissed as I was I could not find the motivation to go to the gym like I wanted. -.- Grr. I came home, showered, ate, and lay down for a long time, before falling asleep. No one woke me so I just slept. I then went and picked up some food and came home took a test, made an A, and now I am sitting her wondering what to do with myself. I keep counting down the minutes until I go down to one day a week..and honestly I am wondering if the aggravation is worth that even. As long as I work for two weeks after my vacation I still get paid, and then I can quit...
I am so sick of the drama. Blah.
On the lighter side I got my refund check and spent it. I got a riding crop, a feather tickler, a vibrating something or other, a nice lunch and dinner for myself, new nipple rings, gas in my tank, and a new game. I figured it was time to treat my damn self to something. All the great grades and things I have been putting up with. Oh I got the dogs nails cut and taken care of.
Guess I am done. Gonna head to sleep after a bit so I can actually go to the gym tomorrow.
If ONE MORE 18-19 YEAR OLD TELLS ME WHAT TO DO I AM GOING TO RE-ARRANGE THEIR GODAMNED FACE.