I need an adult!!
Job status: secured until I manage to mess something up.
I'm not going into specific details just because that either jinxes me or I misunderstand something, but I will tell that there were either 1.)misunderstandings on top of misunderstandings to the point where I'm not entirely sure who actually misunderstood who or if I'm missing something else entirely; or 2.) a twisting of truth on Mark's part try to keep any sort of blame off his own shoulders.
Whatever the case is, I've learned that I seriously need a translator with me at all times or, you know, at least a small notepad or a netbook or something so that someone can write out what they want to tell me instead of letting these possible misunderstandings happen, cause GOD.
I LOST LIKE, WHAT, A MONTH DUE TO STRESS FROM ALL THIS SHIT? I WAS A BASKET CASE YESTERDAY AND THIS MORNING FOR NOTHING???? sjkfljdsljdksl Shit. I mean, just.. shit.
At least I still get munnies and that whole teeter-totter of "what ifs" is gone now. It's over. I can shoot it, defecate on its non-existent body and then set it on fire. Do a little dance over the ashes and then get on with my life.
There's a whole lot more irritating things on the "I can't hear" front, but I'm not going to get into it. It's old, it's a bit petty, and probably a little too early to really bitch about some of it anyway.
Something that may or may not be related: I feel like there needs to be a cleansing.
With that in mind, I'm taking a bath. Goodnight, interbutts.
I'm not going into specific details just because that either jinxes me or I misunderstand something, but I will tell that there were either 1.)misunderstandings on top of misunderstandings to the point where I'm not entirely sure who actually misunderstood who or if I'm missing something else entirely; or 2.) a twisting of truth on Mark's part try to keep any sort of blame off his own shoulders.
Whatever the case is, I've learned that I seriously need a translator with me at all times or, you know, at least a small notepad or a netbook or something so that someone can write out what they want to tell me instead of letting these possible misunderstandings happen, cause GOD.
I LOST LIKE, WHAT, A MONTH DUE TO STRESS FROM ALL THIS SHIT? I WAS A BASKET CASE YESTERDAY AND THIS MORNING FOR NOTHING???? sjkfljdsljdksl Shit. I mean, just.. shit.
At least I still get munnies and that whole teeter-totter of "what ifs" is gone now. It's over. I can shoot it, defecate on its non-existent body and then set it on fire. Do a little dance over the ashes and then get on with my life.
There's a whole lot more irritating things on the "I can't hear" front, but I'm not going to get into it. It's old, it's a bit petty, and probably a little too early to really bitch about some of it anyway.
Something that may or may not be related: I feel like there needs to be a cleansing.
With that in mind, I'm taking a bath. Goodnight, interbutts.