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Friday, December 30, 2005
The Latest
Now that that's out of the way, let's get down to the meat and potatoes of it all. I find it amusing that any attempt to reason on my part is met with general disdain or laughter. I see things in a different light than most, but instantaneously I'm wrong, because the majority thinks the other way. Now I'll give in to majority rules, but I'm not going to say "I'm wrong". However it's taking me a lot of time and a lot of screwups to force myself to deal with the fact that that same majority of people is stupid. Take the commenter on my Termination post. The entire "point" (using the term loosely) of the comment was to talk shit about me. Ok, that's fine. I'm used to it. Tiny brained wastes of space still suckin on momma's boobies say nasty shit about me all the time. Unfortunately the arguement given in favor of the employer was the same read-from-the-book excuse I've heard from everyone else. "They said this time and that's it." There is no REASON for this to stand up, yet it does. This termination has shown that to me loud and clear. Simple reasoning and logic have no place when it comes to the corporate rulebook. Gotcha. I actually tried to have a conversation with the owner of the house I live in about things, but my opening statement made it impossible to flesh out. So I'm going to put it here, and wait for the last commenter to bitch some more, cause it's really fun. If I hadn't started dating Laurel, I probably wouldn't be so badly off right now. Now, as Laurel's mother, she immediately set to defending her child. BUT now that I can continue... It's not about Laurel, not quite. It's about the choices that were given because of her. And in that regard, also about my tendancy to look for the easiest way out. See? Blaming myself here. Pay attention class. If I hadn't been dating Laurel, when my father told me I had till the end of the year (or something) to either be in school, pay rent, or move out, what would I have done? When I ran this down to Laurel, the first thing she did was get her mother to agree to let me move in. I didn't ask her to, nor had I considered it an option (I don't think so anyway, it's been awhile). The same thing occured when I needed money for school. Without my approval, she borrowed money from her grandfather for me. The same idea surrounds my dog. If she had not been with me at the pet shop while I was checking out types of small dogs, I wouldn't have bought J.D.. I distinctly remember weakly saying no a few times, and she talked me into it. So yes, I didn't have to agree to move, I didn't have to accept and use the money, I didn't have to buy the dog. All I tried to say was that if the option hadn't been there for me in the persona of her, I may have done something completely different. I admit, all this really does is show that I'm pretty weak willed. Especially to women. And that I could have made other choices that might have left me in a much more desireable living situation. I targeted dating Laurel because that was the major shift in my life. Before I moved in with her, my only real problem was how to get around my father. I had no credit cards, a car and decent insurance, and a job. After the move, everything shifted and went to hell, slowly but surely. So finally, I'm here, nearly 8 years later and in the shitter. Contrary to my own words, I do blame myself. My strange views on things, my unwillingness to make tough choices, my crappy eating habits or lack of will to exercise, anything that contributes to me being so miserable, yes, it's my own damn fault. The question now is, with the hole so big, how do I climb out? And that, dear readers, is where change can hopefully begin. Fin.
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The Latest Useless 400lb Piece of Shit
It's funny that some person who comes here more than I do would pop up some nasty comment. Luckily, I stopped caring about what the hidden people of the internet thought about me some 4 years ago. But let me make something perfectly clear. I'm a useless 450lb Pile of Shit. At least try to get some facts straight when you insult me on my own webpage. Thursday, December 29, 2005
The Latest In Termination
So here I am, back with my first blog post in months, just days before the New Year. It's too bad it's to say I got fired from my job. As some of you know, 3 months ago I finally got the promotion I had gotten a year ago, except this time it was with the new owners and I actually got it. I went upstairs and became the new Accounts Payable Clerk. Now I didn't take to the job like a fish to water. I'm no accountant, nor am I trained in any way. I'm just a guy that moved up from Night Audit work, which is honestly too easy for words. But I went in, did my job, and suffered tons of humiliation from my boss, a middle aged higher up that was the snottiest cunt I'd ever seen. The first throwdown came about a month ago, when I was officially sat down for a talking to about my constant lateness. A staple of my time on the audit shift, going in 15 to 30 minutes late had carried over to the new position. The rules state no late. Of course. My view was that why did it matter if I was a half hour late, so long as I did my work? The only thing I was truly affecting was my paycheck. However, this is a corporate mentality that I'm dealing with, so I kept my mouth shut. A week later, I was sat down again, and written up. Three days after that, I was written up again. The next day, I was suspended for three days. The excuse is that my tardiness means others have to cover my job, so to teach me a lesson, I wasn't going to work at all for 3 days. Makes sense, huh. After a week vacation due to shutdown, I went through the first two days back with relative ease, considering the dressdown and casual atmosphere. The third day I awoke and felt very rundown, very tired. This coupled with the fact that there was little to nothing for me to do, and I decided to call out. It was 9:20 and I start at 10. Today I went and arrived on time, and began to get my things together to work. After 20 minutes the boss showed up (she's the boss, doesn't matter if SHE'S late) and called me in. As soon as I saw the under-boss there as well, I knew something was up, but I knew I had been on time, so I didn't know what. Apparantly they decided to utilize the 2 hour in advance call out policy to terminate me. I pulled together most of my things and left, calling in to a friend to put aside the stuff I had forgotten. This baffles me. The 2 hour in advance notice shouldn't apply to my position. The whole point of the 2 hours is so that the supervisor and/or manager can call someone in the same position to cover the shift. There is no one that can do that for my job, except the managers themselves who were already there. Let's not even go into the fact that there was no work to be done. So here I am, 2 years and 5 months into my longest running job, only to be fired again. I sat in my truck and berated God for not cutting me a break. Nothing in my life is good. Nothing ever seems to work out for the positive. Don't get me wrong, I cursed myself out plenty too, but a little intervening wouldn't kill the Lord. Monday, December 26, 2005
Latest in My Life
Well, it has been a while since I have last posted here. Let me give you an update as to what has happened in the past few months: March 5th, 2005: Went out with some friends from work. We went to New York City and I ended up falling in love. March 29th, 2005: Woman I fell in love with decided she loves me too and we started going out. April 3rd, 2005: I became daddy to my new girlfriends puppy. June 2005: Relationship going well. July 2005: Relations still going well. August 2005: Took stay at home vacation with my girlfriend, and relationship got better. (i.e. 7 days of nothing but sex. Oh and we ate like twice) Septemeber 2005: Had my 26th B-Day and my girlfriend got me the best present ever. She got me models of the Batmobiles from the First Batman movie and the new Batman Begins movie. On the 28th, I asked my new girlfriend to marry me. October 2005: Still engaged. November 2005: Moved out with fiancee to a town home. December 2005: Spent X-Mas eve with my family, spent X-Mas day with her family. I got her nothing but perfume, and she got me the following: 1) Pool Table 2) Naked Gun box set (DVD) 3) Family Guy Volume 3 (DVD) 4) Dodgeball (DVD) 5) Super Troopers (DVD) 6) Spy Hard (DVD) 7) Looney Toons Golden Box Set Volume 3 (DVD) My dog got me the following: 1) Homer Simpson Edition Operation game 2) Woody Wood Pecker Cartoon Shows (DVD) ... not bad for a species without any thumbs. :-) Well, that's it. Nothing really too eventful. |
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