Yep that’s right folks two days off and I’m ready to head back to work. Of course I need a job to do that but I’m still ready.
I mean what else could I do? Work on my book, clean my shitty house? I mean yeah I promised my Dad a list of videos that I own. I could write my college roommate the letter I promised her about a months ago. But other then that I have nothing. LOL
Okay I have to go to the office today and drop off the rest of my stuff. Mainly my keycard. I know I should just walk in there and walk out, but there is this one little part of me that says I should be a dick one last time for old times sake.
See I know who is being laid off in the office and that includes the dickhead that was kinda my boss, but would run and hide when I came in, so I dealt with the other boss.
But then I say to myself…Nope your better then that. Just because they are a bunch of bottom dwelling pussies doesn’t mean I should be one too. I should attempt to be an adult.
It’s Sunday and it’s seems like a good day to answer this question…
Q) I know this is strange but my husband’s sex drive is decreasing and mine is increasing so I thought I’d buy a vibrator. Any suggestions? Jen 31
A)You know Dr. Ruth or the guys at Loveline are experts with this shit, but because you were so nice I’ll give you MY OPINION. If you do something stupid and give yourself an electric shock in the puss, don’t come cryin to me.
Hey! It’s my first Sunday Selections while unemployed! Hopefully it will be my last.
Q) What are you going to do on your first night off, get drunk?
A) LOL. Nope. Not even close. Besides the fact that I am a lousy drunk, drinking costs money and I don’t have any to spare. Considering I’m going into my first week of unemployement with $100 cash and nothing else I wouldn’t dare piss away a single cent.
Tell me something and be honest, where was I was it became acceptable for sales ASSociates to start treating customers like shit?
I was at a local grocery store (not my usual Krogers) and everybody there walked around like they all had a bug up their ass. The were wearing muscle shirts and had cigarettes tucked behind their ear. They didn’t move out of the way when I reached for a product even after I said excuse me. Finally I said to one guy, “I asked nicely now I’m telling you to get the fuck out of my way.”
The the cashier rang up the stuff without a word. Bagged them and walked away leaving me to put them in the cart. I could see if it was an emergency, but all she did was walk outside to have a smoke.
Can two people have the exact same arguement before blood comes pouring out a person’s ears? I know it’s more the 150, but how much more?
I think I got a line on a job. My buddy Nate hooked me up and I’m so grateful. I’m not going into detail because I don’t want to jinx it, but I will say it’s a chance to be of help to people and use my brain! Keep you fingers crossed and I’ll let you know on Monday.
The front page of my local paper is declaring that the economic slump is coming to an end and jobs are becoming available. Then I turn to the business section and on the front page it says the Big Three are looking to cut jobs due to economic slump.
Make up my mind people. I don’t know about the rest of you but as I’ve been looking around for a job, all I found was an increase in shit jobs with shit hours and wages. So which is it?
Okay dreaming a ton lately. Think I dream more when I’m stressed. This time I’m back in school and in a panic because I’ve been ditching classed like crazy and I know I won’t pass the math test.
Next thing I know I’m in my old strawberry colored bedroom. I’m looking into the mirror and spitting blood teeth into a Winnie the Pooh dixie cup.
Next I’m laying in bed and the sheets are strangling me as I try to get out of bed to pee.
And the I woke up. Why can’t I dream about little pink bunnies or dancing in a field of wildflowers?
Okay because life isn’t all that exciting this week, well other then this being the last week at both my jobs. I’m going to my e-mail questions for something to write about.
Q) What is the worst insult anyone has ever called you? What did you do about it?
A) I was NEVER thin growing up so I heard basically ever rotten name for fat. Everything from tugboat to two ton tessie so I pretty much let that stuff roll off my back. But I had a huge problem with being called a cunt. I went off on more then one person for that. But as I got older I realized that name calling is just a defense against insecurties and so unless I’m already pissed off I can pretty much let anything roll off my back.