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| 03:05pm 12/03/2006 |
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Blah.... I don't know I keep this thing around anymore... I got a job.. FINALLY. With 911 working with Kim.. I dunno when I start... Uh, I am massive amounts of money in debt for being outta work... Oh yeah, and I am on My space now... But most people who read thing thing are on there too, so it's not much of a newsflash. Guess that's it. |
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| 01:08am 01/02/2006 |
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I know I haven't posted in a while and their is a reason for that. Recently, as of last thursday, I resigned from the Police at Cobb County. For ALOT of reasons, but I really don't want to get into it.
I've been working full drive trying to find another job... I am not out of options, but the options I have aren't options I even want to consider. I applied with the county to be a police records technician. I would be working in the same building as Kim, basically just putting warrants and other information into a computer and junk like that. the pay isn't bad.. Not as much as I was making with the police, but more than I was making at Maplehurst.... My only problem is they are looking for a year clerical experience. I don't have that, but I do have a year experience dealing with the public and a year experience in data entry at maplehurst... The two major things they're looking for in their applicants. So luckily I'll get this job and be in walking distance to work.... I NEED this job.. I need a job quick, like now... I'd like to not have to borrow any money from my parents. |
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| 09:22pm 19/01/2006 |
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I remember just a week ago bitching about people not updating enough on LJ, but now I see how hypocritical that is. I guess you all had good reasons, Nicole was sick, Kim works alot now that we dont have same hours anymore.. And I had a good excuse.. I can't move my limbs, or the rest of my torso for that fact. I don't much like my new job..... Maybe it's all the PT work and no pay check yet. I've been soooooo sore for the past couple of days... I'm stiff, my muscles ache constantly. Actually the job isn't bad, I just HATE all the cardio work. It's only an hour a day... That and the stupid mundane rules that places like a police academy has. Stand at attention when you see someone in the hall not a recruit, stand when someone enters the classroom who isn't a recruit, it's a pain. Discipline schmicipline.
In other news.... New Clerks 2 trailer is now online... check it out at http://blockofstores.com/teaser/ ... Ha, that shit just cracks me up. Actually the trailer is a bit of a spoiler, then again, it doesn't give away the plot of the movie.. It's hard to explain, but in it's utter vagueness, it gives away a HUGE plot twist. If you elect to see it, you'll understand. |
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| 10:08pm 05/01/2006 |
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.... wow fucking wee. Yeah, I haven't posted in FOREVER. A month before the move I canceled GAYOL. So we got moved in, everything is set. I want to personally thank EVERYONE who helped us move. You were all a big help. I got SERIOUSLY ill moving on New Years Eve. I couldn't even begin to think how much more sick I had gotten had me and Kim not had the help we had that night from Meghann, Nicole and Alicia ( I think I spelled that right, but she probabaly spells it the long way like Meghann does her name, Ha ). Went to Sean and Neal's.... Big appology to those two guys for taking our party out of the party. I really didn't want them to leave on my account. I felt fine if I didn't, y'know.. Move or anything. But Kim and Meghann insisted I go. I hated it, cause I was looking forward to unwinding from the move with some drinking. I still dunno what triggered my illness. I got a SUPER migrane and it was followed by a stomach ache and a feeling of nauseam. We went to waffle house afterwards and I threw up upon walking in the door... So maybe it was for the best that we left. Open invite to anyone reading this who wants to stop by to check the place out. Just get with me or Kim on our cells, we'd love the company.
On the job front, I FINALLY... After 2 months of bullshit run around from my old doctor, new doctor, emory University and the place I took my physical... I FINALLY got everything cleared for the Cobb County Police job. I start the 17th with a 22nd start date for the academy. So long hour and a half commute to work.
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| 03:17am 14/12/2005 |
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I hate moving... I hate the town I live in. I noticed their are more beggers and hitchhikers and panhandlers in Carrollton than I have EVER seen in Atlanta. Broke ass red necks too damn lazy to do shit for themselves.. They ALLLLWAYS have some sob story about why they are where they are. Blah Blah.. I try to help, but these people don't need it. They want a hand out, but they don't need it. Karma can't punish me for looking past lazy people. I give to the shriners EVERYTIME I see them.
I burned myself at work a coupla weeks ago. Nice third degree burn on my hand. One of the machines at work did it. The cakes pass down a converyone light, through this maching that places wrap over them, and then through this chopper with a peice of metal that is heated to 365 degrees to burn the ends of the cake closed to seal the wrap around it. It chops the ends and seals them, but the chopper won't come down unless a cake passes by three sensons on the line before the chopper. So I had a temp guy taking the cakes off the line as I put a new roll of wrap on the line, I turned off the maching and then started it back up when the wrap was changed.. I was sending the excess wrap through the chopper, not knowing the temp was letting the cakes go down the line and BAM the chopper came down.... burning a strip of flesh off the top of my hand.... Luckily no pain. Apparently you don't feel pain when your nerve endings get burned shut... SO now it's FINALLY scabbed over and the nerves are growing back, because I feel a constant tingling sensation in my hand. I love my job...
Tomorrow the CEO drops by... apparently he had it on good authority we've been running the place poorly and he's coming to "clean house." I was put in charge, by my fellow employees, to sniff out who ratted on the company to have him come by. A few leads turned up... But it won't stop him from coming. I don't care personally... I don't pay the GM any mind, why would the CEO bother me. He had better just stay out of my way so I can work.
Thats it, sorry for the no posting.. I have officially dropped AOL and this close to the move, I vouched to get nothing to replace it. I have a new email and AIM screen name. The email is Superledbetter@gmail.com and the AIM name is SuperLedbetter. |
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| 12:53am 01/12/2005 |
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It's been quite a while... So here's the run down....
The Job with the PD:
Went in for my interview, did the physical. STUPID STUPID doactor didn't know what sleep apnea and narcolepsy were. She asked if I ever seen a specialist.. I told her once because I took a sleep study, they found minor apnea and narcolepsy.. Gave me pills and said I'd just grow out of it.. And I did. But when I explained what apnea and sleep paralysis were, she kept saying I was sleepwalking.. So now I have to get clearance from my doctor from LONG ago. This was SIX years ago, I stopped seeing that doctor 4 years ago.
Then I took the psychological.... Everything good there. I take the lie detector tomorrow. I got nothing to hide, but I am stressed something will come up as a lie, when it's not. Oh well...
My Job now:
Got TWO fulltime people to replace the two temporary people on my line now, so everything is running SO MUCH smoother. Rock on.
Moving out:
The 30th of December.... We need cool, expensive gifts for the place. Get on it.... Now. I am trying to pack all my junk so I don't have to rent another uhaul.... It's too long a drive for me to rent one. Too expensive.... And we need hand trucks.
This bitch at the steak house:
So there was this bitch at the Bugaboo steak house on barrett when me and kim went and she ordered a butterflied fillet. Which is where they cut the fillet horizontally so it's thin, then the dumb broad goes and orders it well done... And *gasp* is fucking surprised when they bring it out to her and it's charred. She demands another, but they said doing that would take a while, so they gave her a bunch of free shit. I HATE PEOPLE LIKE THAT! KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ORDERING YOU ASSHOLES! Her problem was, she's never been to a steak house. Some schlub opens his wallet for the skank one time in her life, and she orders the most assbackards random shit, not knowing what the hell it is, and then turns her nose up at it when it comes out. FUCKIN IDIOT!
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| 11:28pm 13/11/2005 |
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Ha, so I FINALLY hit a deer the other day. Living on a dirt road and driving for as long as I have, I was the ONLY one never to hit a deer in my family, but I did. Luckily.. And oddly, he jumped right out in front of me and all I did was graze him. I am infamous for my slow reaction time, but I was on the ball and just managed to hit him in the ass. The only momentum that hit him was of the car coming to a stop as I hit my brakes. No damage to the car, and no signs of a dead deer at the scene. |
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| 12:26am 09/11/2005 |
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stomach is still hurting.. I don't want a fucking surgery.. cant afford it or to take time off to get it if that's the case.. and this cancer bump on my arm has me asking many a questions. I doubt it's anything bad... I thought it was a blood clot for a while, but it's between the veins. Doesn't hurt, but it's still there mocking me. Imma get it checked out soon, just in case it is bad... But probabaly not.
We move in a couple of weeks, and oddly enough, it hasn't sank in.... Not a bad thing though, I WANT and desperately NEED to move out NOW. We got more drama over here than TNT... And from what I hear they know drama... With every day it's MORE drama, and now.. I just cant even take it. It's about to explode here, and I REALLY need to not be here when that happens.
scary and surreal story... The other day on the way to work, I was sitting at a major intersection at a red light. Now at this intersection, when you pass through it on the highway I am on, when you cross over the intersecting highway, the right lane merges into the left. So usually you get that one asshole in the left lane at the red light, ready to gas it and attempt to get in front of you as you pass through intersection and I HATE THAT. They KNOW that fucking lane will cease to exist.. It will end immediately after you cross the intersection, but they are so confident in their shitty cars that they will pass me and my beast. No no... So I am at the red light... Front in line, I look over at the guy next to me. Guy in his late 40s, midsize car. Not the usual type to try a bold move like speeding up and pulling in front of me after the intersection, so I have nothing to worry about... But still. I had the intention of gassing it as soon as the light hit green... So I wait.. And bam, green. I take a few seconds after the green to look over at the guy next to me as I ease my foot over from the brake to gas..... And as I do..... And I will NEVER be able to explain this. I gas and get this strange feeling to brake. I NEED to brake.. I HAVE to brake NOW. So I am out, not all the way in the intersection, but out there.. And I BRAKE. I never seen it... But out of the corner of my left eye, coming down the intersecting highway, a logging truck.. Hauling a HUGE load, doing EASILY 60-70. BLOWS THROUGH THE RED LIGHT. Doesn't even brake. Literally, ONE FOOT IN FRONT OF MY CAR. It happened so fast, I never seen it and can and will never be able to explain my feeling that I should stop. I sit at the intersection unaware of what just happened. I look up and see my green light, look up to see HIS red light and wonder... WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED!! Then the surrealness of the situation sinks in... "What if I didn't stop when I did? What if I did what I usually do when that light turns green and just gas it through the intersection? What if I didn't take that second to look over at the guy next to me? Or what if HE had did what people in his lane do and decide to gas it?" If he had hit me at 60.. Hell if he had hit me at 30 with the load he had, big semi.... Smashing the driver side of my cavalier.. I'd be dead.
When near death situations happen, you never really comprehend how close you came. I guess I never will and I have to say I am pretty damn glad I don't comprehend it.... And this gives me ONE MORE REASON TO MOVE OUT. The drivers in Cobb may be pricks, but at least they have the sense of mind TO FUCKING STOP AT RED LIGHTS!
Oh yeah, my cat needs to be neutered.... Just thought I should throw that out. Kim beat me to it, but I guess I could confirm the story. As soon as the surgery happens, I am giving him away to Kim's little brother.... I almost step on him EVERY DAY, Because he's retarded and likes to walk under your feet. I have already stepped on him TWICE and he still insists on running in front of me and stopping. |
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| 03:16am 05/11/2005 |
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Boo Yeah! I get to post this news tidbit before Kim... Because she's lazyily in bed watching Tv and I am going to take advantage of the situation. We went and put the deposit down on a loft apartment in the marietta square. It's pretty sweet.... 1,300 square feet, two rooms... The view sucks, but the space and the price make up for it.. And I'll be with her, and that's all I really want.
We're gonna turn the second room into a nerd sanctuary, though I am sure she's not gonna want to call it that. We're putting all my comic junk in there and painting it blue, red, and yellow.. It's gonna rock. I personally look forward to decorating it the most.
Went to Ikea today to find some furniture. Between the two of us, we have three beds, FOUR desks, two small TVs and bed room furniture, but NO living room stuff..... So we found a super bad ass couch and coffee table. I'll wait for her to post the link for it... Cause I am too drunk to find it and then post it...
The big day is December the 30th, for those of you out there looking forward to a house warming gift (cough)(cough) hint hint (cough) COFFEE MAKER (cough) |
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| 02:06am 04/11/2005 |
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My stomach hurts.... Only hurts after I eat bad stuff, and I HAD to eat bad stuff because it's easier to eat Krystals in a car than it is anything else in the car. Work BLEW FUCKING ASS today. They can get me more than enough people, but when all those people dont know jack shit about the lines, then they are worthless... Dont get me wrong, they worked good, nut they just aren't experienced. I had to run two lines tonight, because I was the only guy there who knew how to do it. Did two changeovers for both lines, so I am covered in grease and sweat.. And missed ALL THREE BREAKS
Sean and Neal's party rocked... Thanks for the invite. Neal stole my costume idea... I wanted to do a Justice League thing with Deon being Green Lantern, but Kim couldn't find a Wonder Woman costume she liked.. And Meghann, Kim and I were already set on the Buffy theme. But me and Kim made up for it by doing Lois and Clark for her dress up thing at work.
Went out Halloween night, LATE.... All the kids had already went in and the only people out were the teenagers... Hard to scare, but when you do, it's well worth driving around for 20 minutes to find them. One couple, a zombie couple, weren't impressed.. They said we "tried too hard"... They sad the bat weilding was a little too much. Bah, bah I say. But I was happy with the scares we got...
I know these is a shit load more I need to report on.. But eh, my hurnea is acting up.. And now I got this weird cancer lump on my forearm... I think I am dying. What the hell is wrong with me? I don't have medical insurance for 2 or 3 years and the second I get it, I have to go to the doctor ALL THE TIME. Oh by the way, my eye is completely healed.. Only took 3 days. Those eye drops rocked. |
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| 07:20pm 24/10/2005 |
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I scratched my fucking cornea.... A "corneal abrasion" .. If I am even spelling that correctly.
My cousin's baby, the one my parents are keeping because his parents are deadbeats.. Well he was up this afternoon when I got up to get ready for work. I went in to see him before Mom put him down to sleep. In his excitement he jabbed me in the eye with his finger and his finger nail scratched my right eye. By the time the blurriness subsided, the burning set it... It burned longer than it usually does when I jab my eye.. So I look in the mirror to find a nice laceration above my pupil.
The next few hours were filled with calling out, making an appointment for the eye doctor and not having time to even get ready for it and SUPER DISCOMFORT. Apparently my right eye REFUSES to dialate in the brightness of the outside... so then my left one decides to go on strike and I am temorarily blind for the ENTIRE TIME I AM OUTDOORS. So no contacts, had to wear glasses.. but couldn't see anyway because my fucking eyes wouldn't open. I had to wear my Super Troopers sun glasses over my eye glasses just so I could drive to the doctor.
While I was out I went ahead and got my oil changed, came home and ate and took a nap. Got up and the pain is now just a discomfort.. Like having an eye lash in your eye. The doc gave me some eye drops and within 4 or 5 days I should be healed... I picked up an eye patch. I figured if my right eye was covered, my left would dialate.. But I cant drive like that because of the complete lack of depth perception, but it's good for doing outside in the day light. Work tomorrow and off Wednesday. I drive up to Columbus then, and then to Kim's friday night for Sean's party Saturday.. Then I call out Monday for Halloween. I'll probabaly tell my sup I have to be off because I need to go back to the doctor for my eye. He'd buy that. |
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| 01:41am 22/10/2005 |
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So I did a butt load of freakin' shoppin' today.... I know I iusually do a bu8nch of shopping on my days off I spend with Kim... But today I did an insane amount just for me. I took care of alot, if not ALL, of my Halloween shopping. I got Sean's party (IF I AM INVITED)to get ready for... And then Halloween night I got the, going around neghborhoods with my friend and scaring small children with my Myers mask. Picked up a Scream mask and a Freddy Kreuger get up so we can mix and match throughout the night. That Myers mask gets a bit stuffy, so it's better to change costumes every hour or so.
Went to Taco Mac and had a bit to drink... I am healthy again to the point where I can drink now. The doctor's called me back and my stomach and it wasn't actually a stomach ulcer, it was actually a stomach hurnea. HOW the hell?! But thats what I have... It's a very minor one, so I won't need surgery... But I am trying to get my weight back. I probabaly lost a good 10 to 15 pounds.. Lots of fast food a drinking should get me back up to my weight.. And once the pain subsides I can go back to working out. It's been VERY uncomfortable to do it with my stomach feeling like it's on fire.
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| 12:34am 12/10/2005 |
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tired.... so very tired.
I haven't posted in a while because I have been busy.. or at Kim's.... Got the weekend off and spent it with her.... Went to work Monday, and drove back to her place because I had to get up at 7 to take the Police Officers Post Exam at 8:30 and the old Thread Mill in Austell is closer to her place than to my parents... So I got 3 hours of sleep, came home and took a 2 hour nap... So exhausted.
My remote is out of batteries and set on Nick at Night, which is alright because of Fresh Prince reruns.. But now it's over and I am forced to sit through this lame ass kid prank reality show... It's giving me a brain hemmorhage.
Tomorrow I got an interview with my manager for the position of Research and development Technician. I'd be doing all the plant's quality assurance work for our shift... Got a good shot at getting it, since I am already trained to do it, just didn't get promoted to the job when it came time for me to. Thrusday off, you can probabaly guess where I'll end up. That's all I have to report I guess...
Oh and I can't post any replies so for Sean.... Am I invited? Har
And Nicole... Sorry about your Dad, I'd really have to fall into that 'didn't say anything but was always thinking' category. When I went through it with my Grandma, our family wasn't much in the way of expressing verbal condolences... But from the few times I met your Dad, he was a really good guy.. If you need anything, you know you can always call. |
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| 11:05pm 02/10/2005 |
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FUCK! FUCKING COMPUTER! I just spent 15 minutes writting my update... All the shit that has happened in the past week.. And it's been ALOT of shit.. And BAM... Internet Explorer just exits itself out. Just dissapears from my screen... I got through the ENTIRE UPDATE.. About to hit post, and BAM.. All lost... FUCK! Well, I don't have the energy so here's the short version.
FRIDAY- Hung out with Kim at work and then with her and her friends at Cowboys.. Awesome. Got a scratchy throat.
WEDNESDAY- Full blow sore throat... Asshole supervisor FIRED! Massive celebration on me and Matt's part.. So loud it was heard by the manager... From the other side of the plant.
THURSDAY- Off from work, spent with Kim. New Smallville and Family Guy movie ROCKED. Matt suspended for the same shit we were written up for. He was short handed and unable to watch our new temp and she packed some shit I FUCKING TOLD HER A BILLION FUCKING TIME MYSELF NOT TO PACK. She lied to save her own ass and said that no one told her not to pack it, and since I wasn't there Matt was the scapegoat and was suspended.
FRIDAY- Day off, still at Kim's.... Sore throat AND cough.. SO NOT SICK. I don't get sick, and if I were in fact sick, I'd feel like shit, but I didn't. Saw Serenity.. Suprisingly AWESOME! Matt got fired. Apparently after the announcement of the bogus suspension, he cussed the new sup out. Gets new job by the end of the day.
SATURDAY- Came to work with the intention to put in my two weeks. The HR lady wasn't there... Meeting with new sup. He figures out I am bitter at him and don't intent to stay.. He kisses my ass.
SUNDAY- Still with the ass kissing..... Then pulls a 180 and offers me the IPM job I was promised 5 months ago. I told him I didn't intent to stay more than 4 months. It was going to be 4 months until I got the cop job, IF I get it, and even if I didn't.. I was still leaving and moving out. He said he wasn't trying to talk me out of it, he said to take the job in the meantime. It's at least a 2 dollar raise.. possibly a 5 dollar raise... Almost the same job, but a ton of responsibility... What do I care? I am only there for 4 more months.. I sold my soul... Again. I feel bad for selling out and not walking out with Matt when I should have.. But where am I to find a job to work for only 4 months that pays the same? |
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| 06:55pm 24/09/2005 |
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I dunno what I want to do... Now I kind of want to go for the police thing instead of the bank. So many outsiders offering their advice is swaying my decision.... So many pros and cons going with the Cobb police and so many pros and cons going with the bank.
I am trying to fill the information packet out... Past work history and all that crap and it's killing me. I don't do dates. I can't remember when I quit Best Buy or moved to Cobb or left the temp agenecy and got hired on full time. I can't remember and the book is due at the internal affairs office by Monday. That's two days and I only have half of it done. The other half is information I don't know... I got old pay check stubs laying at home, but I am at Kim's an hour away... So that means, stay here, get up Sunday morning for work, get off work, go home and get all of my paper work finished, come back to Kim's sunday night, get up early Monday morning and go by the IA office in marietta and drop the book off. If I mailed it out now, it'd get there just in time to be INCREDIBLY late. Damn it.. Why did I put this off? I thought I had more time.
This stuff is stressing me out. On a batter note, my sister has appologized for being an asshole lately... Dunno how long it'll last though.
My supervisor has agreed to give me Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off. It'll be nice to have days off that coincide with Kim's days off.... And it'll be good to have Thursday off for Smallville. The old Best Buy crew back together again... It's been too long.
Next week The Family Guy DVD and Ultimate Spiderman comes out for Gamecube... Just in time, because I just got all my reward zone coupons in the mail, 40 bucks worth, on top of a 10 dollar coupon from Best Buy for sending me a bad Best Buy Credit Card that didn't work. Easy 50 bucks...
So that's all to report...
Oh yeah, I think my stomach thing is in remission. I dunno if it was an ulcer or not, haven't gotten the results back on that yet.. But it seems to be doing alot better. I am chalking it all up to stress... |
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| 10:52pm 14/09/2005 |
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bored... bored bored. blah... blargh, blahbabsbsbababsbs,.....
So um.. Work... Yeah, got ready to walk out Tuesday. This time, I was closer than I ever got. They moved Matt to the line next to ours, he's pissed, I'm pissed. The sup says we need experienced people on both lines, and we two are the only one's experienced enough. He also said we can't take breaks at the same time because one of us HAVE to be out there all the time, That's so much bullshit. So I take a lunch, Matt doesn't know and goes to the bathroom. Comes outside for a second, see's me, get's ready to go back inside, but I only had a minute left.. So he sat down to start his lunch and BAM here comes the sup. Says he's cutting out lunch short and demanded we get back to the line. Matt said "Man, this is bullshit, why don't you just fire me already?" So the sup went to look up how many points he had, the manager said he couldn't fire him. So they had a meeting, then a meeting with Matt, and wanted one with me, but Matt said the situation didn't concern me. If he goes, I can't put up with this bullshit alone, So I said I'd quit. If he had gotten fired that day I'd be unemployed now.
Got Tuesday off unexpected. One too many temps for our line, so they sent me home. Got Saturday off, so I can get up and take the cobb county physical agility test. I doubt I'll be a cop now, but I am just gonna see how far I can get before they turn me down. Looking for a job at the bank, so hopefully Meghann can help me get off my lazy ass and get down there to give my resume.
Looked through an apartment book with April. I'll be glad to leave home.... Long story short, when I went away for the weekend, my sister TRASHED my basement, and burned a hole in my bed spread AND in our new leather recliner that my Mom was going to give me when I move out... I HATE her. Two words I don't throw around alot is 'love' and 'hate' so when I use either, I mean it.. And sadly, I think I hate my sister. There were people in high school like her and I despised them and she's turned into the type of person I loathe. So anyway, if anyone knows of a two bedroom apartment in the Woodstock, Kennesaw, Acworth area for under 800 bucks, pass it along to me and April ASAP. Preferably Acworth so I can be close to... Um... Work........ for a job... I don't have yet... Er... Bah, why are we still being discrete? To be closer to Kim... Not that I mind a drive.. Already drive an hour anyway, but Acworth would be cheaper than Kennesaw anyway.
Got the doctor bill for the GI and ultrasound.. Funny, I get the fucking bill before the fucking results.. That's the American heath system for you. I refuse to pay until I find out what's wrong. The insurance company had better pay for most.. Nay.. ALL of it.
Hmmm let's see.. What else.... Got Smallville season 4 Teusday as well as the Ghostbusters 1 and 2 DVDs, next Tuesday is the Family Guy DVD and new Disturbed CD... So, freakin sweet. Smallville night on the 29th for all who don't know already. Take the day off and be at Meghann and Kim's before 8.
Oh yeah, anyone want a cat? If I move out, I won't have the time to take care of him. I neglect him enough as is.... He's healthy, a year old, pretty good cat. It'd be nice to give him to someone I know so I can at least see him every once in a while... |
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So I am trying the beard thing now... Not so much a beard, but a half goatee minus the mustache. It's alot of up keep and I am a lazy guy. Seems I am shaving around it every other day, as opposed to shaving only once a week before. It's like all the hair around it is in competion to catch up.
I skipped the physical agility test yesterday... I knew I wasn't going to be able to get up for it. Crashed at Kim and Meghann's just to make sure I could make the drive. 15 minutes is alot better than an hour. If I left from home, I'd have to get up at 5:30 to make sure I got ready and made it there by 8. They have another date scheduled next Saturday that I will HAVE to make. I think I may have the saturday off, so it won't suck too bad. Get up, do the shit for a few hours, come home and crash.
My aunt is visiting because of the baby, and my Mom kicked my sister out of the house this time, so she's over here at Pops crashing. She's been down here in the basement EVERY NIGHT.. I haven't been home in a couple of days. I come in, and the place is trashed. Coke cans, cigarette ashes, she took the covers off my couch cushions, she disassembled a 10 dollar mechanical drafting pencil of mine I guess for shits and giggles... I want fucking out of here. There is nothing in this basement that belongs to ANYONE but me... What does she need down here for?!
I need a place to live in Cobb! ASAP! Please! Someone fucking help me. |
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| 10:02pm 08/09/2005 |
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mood:  happy music: Conan
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Boring day, boring past couple of days... Not much to say.
Work is work... I found out our write ups weren't done by the sup or manageded down by the retarded GM, who we have adequately nicknammed "Turd Ferguson." He's not retarded.. He's legitamately ignorant to what we do and how we do our jobs in the plant. He's all corporate.. Spends a majority of his time at other plants. He's really, really.. Just dumb. I dunno how he got that job. I love it when the other supervisors stick up for him when we call him stupid. They rebuttle with, "Oh he's just ecentric and that's how's he so good at business."... No, he's dumb and by some force of God, it's worked in his favor. I'm no genius, but I know I am way smarter than this guy.
Saturday is the physical agility test for Cobb County... If I get out early I might make a pit stop at Bank of America to change accounts and pass on my resume. I NEED OUT OF THIS HOUSE. I should have never moved back home. BIG mistake.. But eh, live and learn. |
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| 09:37pm 05/09/2005 |
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mood:  drained music: That really good new Disturbed song
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I hate work. I hate living here. I'm not a negative person.... Okay, I am... But lately I have had MAJOR reasons not to be. I am pretty happy with a good portion of my life... But when it comes to living arrangements and my job. I NEVER cringed or regretted going into work. Not like I did at Best Buy there close to the end. I actually looked forward to it, because there was always that possibility of having that one good day. It's good work, easy work, and descent money.... But now. I hate it. New supervisor goes by the fucking books, he won't get off our asses, he won't stop telling us how to do our jobs, and he wants to fucking move us around and change shit. I am content where I am, I am content with who I work with... STOP FUCKING WITH US!
We got wrote up Friday. Get off at 11, and they pull us before we clock out to have a meeting. We've been running a new product on the line and they had fucking problems with how the cakes looked. The quality of the cakes were fine, they didn't like the wrapping. THE MOTHER FUCKING WRAP! Wrap they fucking take off when it arrives at Publix. We weren't the only shift, all shifts fucked up.. But we are the only competent guys, so we become the fucking scapegoats. So they hold us until 11:45 and write us up. In the whole maylay, I forget to clock out. If I didn't have these stomach issues and if I had alternate insurance, I'd quit. I'd have walked out that night. I am paid up until December on my car, I got cash stowed away. I don't fucking NEED this job.
Anyway, enough about that. Fuck that place.. Fuck work. So I passed the police officer exam. Scored a 70.. So this Saturday I get up early and take the physical exam, which shouldn't be too hard. Same 'ol junk I did in High School weight training.
The weekend was fan-fucking-tastic. I'd fill you in on why, but I won't, cause I am an ass. Ha! Ah, people on the inside know. This weekend has really been great, and it's only helping to strengthen my resolve in moving out.
Went Thursday to the hospital to get a GI and an ultrasound on my galbladder done. GI wasn't as bad as I had heard it was... I didn't so much like the ultrasound. It was.. Creepy and gross and unsettling... I should get the results back on that soon. Hopefully ASAP, cause I am not getting better.. I'm not so much getting worse, but it's a HUGE inconvenience. Especially when you cook dinner for a special someone, and sit down to eat, and you really can't...
So all in all, the week BLEW, the weekend ROCKED.. And the whole week was chalked full of firsts for me. I won't go into them.. But Ha, they are pretty entertaining. Now I begin my 19 day straight work week.. I fucking hate being here. |
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| 10:40pm 30/08/2005 |
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mood:  excited music: Watchin' X-Files w/ special guest Jack Black
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Hurricane Thomas rips through work, leaving devastation in his path....
Fucking HORRIBLE day at work Monday and even worse today. We have like 5 or 6 MAJOR primary machines we run to scan, wrap, package, and palletize our cakes. We have this old, senile maintenance guy named Thomas. We have 2 or 3 really good maintenance guys, who know what they are doing and can fix shit quickly. Thomas adopts an old school philosophy of "You want it done right, or you want it done fast?" Neither old man.. We want it done both ways. Efficiently.
so the case sealer goes down. Basically a machine that tapes the boxes and sends them up an incline conveyor. It pulls the box in through two belts.. Well one of the belts slipped off and he came over and had to take the WHOLE DAMN THING APART. He got it taken apart in 5 minutes.. But it takes him 5 hours to fix it... And when one thing goes down.. IT ALL DOES. So one thing leades to 50 things, and that lead us to dub this day, the day Hurricane Thomas destroyed us all.
The minute the opprotunity arrises for me to leave, I am out of here... But even with this crappy day, Nothing can bring me down... I thank that special person for my new found upbeat attitude. ;-) Because if it weren't for her, I'd have definately keyed the GMs car by now. That guy is a dumb ass.
saturday... Saturday... SATURDAY! |
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