no more giggling
I hate my fucking life. I hate my fucking job. Right about now, I hate fucking everything.
Today was hang for Tavern. I had one person to help. Good help, but, being new, I had to walk him thru the process, all day. Really slowed me down. So I'm staying late to finish. Right now, I'm taking a dinner break, eating my baloney sandwich, with half an apple for a treat; while all the rest of my co-workers went out to dinner for chinese. I felt I needed to finish Hang, and I didn't bring extra shirts to clean up into (I'm pretty skanky when I'm working). I come up to the computer and up pops my reminder that it's S's birthday.
FUCKFUCKFUCKDAMN
I'd totally spaced that today was it. I wondered what the occasion was for going out, but nobody mentioned it, and I'm too busy with two different shows, and six other stresses in my other life.
I really feel like shit now. Total crap. Crap on baloney. If I'd remembered, I'd have gone home to clean up, blown off work. She deserves so much better of me. damn. Well, I got her something, but won't see her for two more days. Happy Fucking Birthday.
All this on top of a total shit weekend. I can't seem to get anywhere in life. No matter how hard I work, I still get the same shit from Wife that, "we can't afford it." Whatever it is. Scrimping and saving doesn't seem to make any difference. She probably wouldn't have let me go out anyway because "we can't afford it". But funny how she always manages to find 10 or 15 dollars to buy shit off ebay, or get her favorite treats at the store. and today is another 40 dollar prescription for her pain meds. and I just can't pick up the dogs arthritis meds, they want to SEE her, again. and the insurance needs ANOTHER copy of a form we already gave them three of, before they'll reimburse us hundreds of dollars in prescription receipts.
And on top of that, I can't even drink heavily cause I'm climbing a ladder!
FUCK I HATE MY LIFE RIGHT NOW
Today was hang for Tavern. I had one person to help. Good help, but, being new, I had to walk him thru the process, all day. Really slowed me down. So I'm staying late to finish. Right now, I'm taking a dinner break, eating my baloney sandwich, with half an apple for a treat; while all the rest of my co-workers went out to dinner for chinese. I felt I needed to finish Hang, and I didn't bring extra shirts to clean up into (I'm pretty skanky when I'm working). I come up to the computer and up pops my reminder that it's S's birthday.
FUCKFUCKFUCKDAMN
I'd totally spaced that today was it. I wondered what the occasion was for going out, but nobody mentioned it, and I'm too busy with two different shows, and six other stresses in my other life.
I really feel like shit now. Total crap. Crap on baloney. If I'd remembered, I'd have gone home to clean up, blown off work. She deserves so much better of me. damn. Well, I got her something, but won't see her for two more days. Happy Fucking Birthday.
All this on top of a total shit weekend. I can't seem to get anywhere in life. No matter how hard I work, I still get the same shit from Wife that, "we can't afford it." Whatever it is. Scrimping and saving doesn't seem to make any difference. She probably wouldn't have let me go out anyway because "we can't afford it". But funny how she always manages to find 10 or 15 dollars to buy shit off ebay, or get her favorite treats at the store. and today is another 40 dollar prescription for her pain meds. and I just can't pick up the dogs arthritis meds, they want to SEE her, again. and the insurance needs ANOTHER copy of a form we already gave them three of, before they'll reimburse us hundreds of dollars in prescription receipts.
And on top of that, I can't even drink heavily cause I'm climbing a ladder!
FUCK I HATE MY LIFE RIGHT NOW
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