Just Saturday Morning Hodge Podge
Summed up in only one word, last night would have to be considered, “interesting”. It was enjoyable, crazy, horrible, weird, anxiety-filled, picturesque, and full of smiles all night.
First, I decided I was not going to go out at all. I wasn’t feeling well. I laid down for a little bit and fell victim to Mr. Sandman while watching The Broken-Heart’s Club. When I awoke I got online for a little while and talked to Jarrod on the phone for a little longer. He convinced me I should come out and meet him to get some food at DJ’s Diner. So, I went out there and we had a late-night bite to eat. This was the first time I met him. I must say he is a really cool guy. There’s a lot to say about that, but I’m not going to!
Anyways, after that I went to Shane’s house for what was left of his 21st birthday celebration. Sitting around this table filled with some faces old and new, I found the air to be filled with hate, tension, and animosity. To say the least I had to leave really early. But while I was there I met Eric who Shane has told me so much about. He seems really cool, and like a family member, unlike the confirmed family member who disowned this family member. Oh well. I’m over it.
Then, after I left I stopped by the bar and Nicole was there. I talked to her briefly and that was nice to see her. I really miss her a lot. I never get to see her anymore since she got her new job. I wish she was a little younger so we could go out together. However, that may cause even more drama! Whitney wasn’t there thank goodness! She was probably so far up Kevin’s ass or her own she couldn’t breathe. She is a sweet girl if she is forced to talk to you and there is no one around, however in public watch out it’s the epitome of all snobs.
So, I came home and finished watching The Broken-Heart’s Club. I returned it today. I talked to Sebastian, Pierce, and Shane online while I did a few things. I am really glad I talked to Shane. He gave me some advice, even though I still need more and don’t know what to do about a certain situation.
Well, that’s enough talking about my night. There is one month until school starts. I’m really excited to start. I hope I get my Biology dropped and my Geology added. I have a feeling that I’m going to have to e-mail Barnes and request for him to override the lab class. I don’t understand how the lecture could be open, but not the lab. But that’s FSU for you. I’m excited for Freshman Orientation and even more excited for the fall elections for Freshman Senator. If I don’t make it in, I won’t be devastated like I was for the presidency last year. Even more than Student Government I want to be in the Honor’s Program. I’m just excited to get to college. I want to start and meet all the new people and see a few old faces. I don’t know what I am going to major in yet though!
As much as I complain about my job, it’s really not that bad. I mean I come to work, put up mail, do a few minor postal-related things, and then the day is pretty much mine. The customers are not as bad as they could be, but there are still some bitches and bastards. Most of them are old and I can call them a bitch and bastard to their face and they will never know because of their hearing problems. I pretty much have to yell at most of them to hear me. My boss and my mom had a long chat about me yesterday. It ended constructively. My boss said he is sorry for taking advantage of me, he hopes I stay here, and he also appreciates all I do for him. He also made note of a few things. 1.), our audit count out has been closer to the number stated than any other postal employee ever at Monongah, 2.) I have been there when no one else would be 3.) As of June 2005 I have been employed by the same person for three years. *a side note: I just stated that my customers are not that bad, however I shouldn’t have said that, I am at work writing this and this old, senile bitch came and goes, “God the person who made this out is stupid! What a dumb ass! They didn’t put Monongah under my address! Now everyone knows that this damn place is Monongah! It makes me wonder about my mail because if we have people this dumb working for the postal system I wonder how much they screw up my mail!” When it is I who wrote it, and the form she was talking about would be voided if Monongah was written on it! Don’t you love how postal customers think they know EVERYTHING and you know JACK SHIT! You should have seen her face when I said, “Boy I sure am I dumb ass, cause if would have written Monongah, you couldn’t get your package and it would be returned!” (sorry this is just the disgruntled postal worker coming out in me… I was so ready to go postal on her ass.)
Well, I guess I’m going to go before I write any more. The only thing left to write about, shouldn’t be written about. So… I’ll talk to everyone later!
First, I decided I was not going to go out at all. I wasn’t feeling well. I laid down for a little bit and fell victim to Mr. Sandman while watching The Broken-Heart’s Club. When I awoke I got online for a little while and talked to Jarrod on the phone for a little longer. He convinced me I should come out and meet him to get some food at DJ’s Diner. So, I went out there and we had a late-night bite to eat. This was the first time I met him. I must say he is a really cool guy. There’s a lot to say about that, but I’m not going to!
Anyways, after that I went to Shane’s house for what was left of his 21st birthday celebration. Sitting around this table filled with some faces old and new, I found the air to be filled with hate, tension, and animosity. To say the least I had to leave really early. But while I was there I met Eric who Shane has told me so much about. He seems really cool, and like a family member, unlike the confirmed family member who disowned this family member. Oh well. I’m over it.
Then, after I left I stopped by the bar and Nicole was there. I talked to her briefly and that was nice to see her. I really miss her a lot. I never get to see her anymore since she got her new job. I wish she was a little younger so we could go out together. However, that may cause even more drama! Whitney wasn’t there thank goodness! She was probably so far up Kevin’s ass or her own she couldn’t breathe. She is a sweet girl if she is forced to talk to you and there is no one around, however in public watch out it’s the epitome of all snobs.
So, I came home and finished watching The Broken-Heart’s Club. I returned it today. I talked to Sebastian, Pierce, and Shane online while I did a few things. I am really glad I talked to Shane. He gave me some advice, even though I still need more and don’t know what to do about a certain situation.
Well, that’s enough talking about my night. There is one month until school starts. I’m really excited to start. I hope I get my Biology dropped and my Geology added. I have a feeling that I’m going to have to e-mail Barnes and request for him to override the lab class. I don’t understand how the lecture could be open, but not the lab. But that’s FSU for you. I’m excited for Freshman Orientation and even more excited for the fall elections for Freshman Senator. If I don’t make it in, I won’t be devastated like I was for the presidency last year. Even more than Student Government I want to be in the Honor’s Program. I’m just excited to get to college. I want to start and meet all the new people and see a few old faces. I don’t know what I am going to major in yet though!
As much as I complain about my job, it’s really not that bad. I mean I come to work, put up mail, do a few minor postal-related things, and then the day is pretty much mine. The customers are not as bad as they could be, but there are still some bitches and bastards. Most of them are old and I can call them a bitch and bastard to their face and they will never know because of their hearing problems. I pretty much have to yell at most of them to hear me. My boss and my mom had a long chat about me yesterday. It ended constructively. My boss said he is sorry for taking advantage of me, he hopes I stay here, and he also appreciates all I do for him. He also made note of a few things. 1.), our audit count out has been closer to the number stated than any other postal employee ever at Monongah, 2.) I have been there when no one else would be 3.) As of June 2005 I have been employed by the same person for three years. *a side note: I just stated that my customers are not that bad, however I shouldn’t have said that, I am at work writing this and this old, senile bitch came and goes, “God the person who made this out is stupid! What a dumb ass! They didn’t put Monongah under my address! Now everyone knows that this damn place is Monongah! It makes me wonder about my mail because if we have people this dumb working for the postal system I wonder how much they screw up my mail!” When it is I who wrote it, and the form she was talking about would be voided if Monongah was written on it! Don’t you love how postal customers think they know EVERYTHING and you know JACK SHIT! You should have seen her face when I said, “Boy I sure am I dumb ass, cause if would have written Monongah, you couldn’t get your package and it would be returned!” (sorry this is just the disgruntled postal worker coming out in me… I was so ready to go postal on her ass.)
Well, I guess I’m going to go before I write any more. The only thing left to write about, shouldn’t be written about. So… I’ll talk to everyone later!