Well, today will be my 3rd day at Walmart. So far it's been exceedingly boring. All I've done is study policy and instructions and then got quizzed on the policy and instructions. A lot of which doesn't even apply to me especially since even if I did qualify for certain benefits I don't have an immediate family member in the military. So why should I have to know about it? Give new workers access to the information should they so desire or need to know, but don't make EVERYONE memorize it, gawd. Anyway, hopefully today I can start cart pushing. And while I'm out there cart pushing, I'll be wishing to be inside back on a computer studying policy! It was SO WINDY yesterday it was scary... it better not be that way today... or any other time I have to work outside. Hahahaha I can dream can't I! Anyway... so, that's all the news for now really. Not a lot has happened. One of the navy shirts I got, ironically, at Target had a hole. Mom returned it and got me a new one. It's s size bigger so I don't look quite as fabulous, but it's still a size small. Normally I'm medium but that shirt was from the womens section and I usually shop in the Jr's since the womens cloths don't really appeal to me or fit me. Yep. Nothing else to report!! lolz. So... short post. Nothing new in the Tayler situation. Troll Bitch aka jillian from help was unbanned after unsurprisingly being banned for, what else, trolling. So that's entertaining. Dixie got perma banned. That makes me very unhappy since she seems like one of the coolest people ever and was there to listen to my rambling if she was online and I was upset about something. So, help's been going downhill. But at least Matt and I have joined a Bible study in which Blest (who, thankfully, I can't see ever getting banned. And if he does, well then we're all screwed lolz). is involved in. So, that's awesome. Unfortunately I have to work Saturdays it seems so I won't be able to see Matt as often! DX My life has been a mixture of like, good and bad on all ends of the spectrum lately. Everything from Losing Sonny (rest in peace, little Tum Tum...) and getting evacuated and almost losing my house in a fire to petty help drama. I have a job, a boyfriend, lost Tayler as a friend at least for now. Even if Tayler and I do resolve it, I can't see us ever being as close as we were. I've lost trust in her. I didn't know she thought so little of me. Apparently I'm so incompetent and stupid that she needs to come in and take care of things for me. It hurts, it really does. But I just wrote 5 or more huge paragraphs on the subject so yeah.
You know, I think I should make blogging a regular morning habit. That way, I can get out whatever's on my mind so it doesn't bother me at work. I love it! What a great idea. That post I made about Tayler lifted a lot of weight of my shoulders.
I wanted to get a life, so I did (or at least am in the process). I tried making some friends, didn't really work out that well since the girl seemed excited but ultimately never messaged me back. Then I lost Tayler (even if not if always in these horrible circumstances, not as before if she's going to keep up an attitude like that) which is really a major blow. I mean, all those good memories of the past of really REALLY important things like Mystery Players involves her are now just depressing. I don't want to look back at Mystery Players and feel nothing but sadness and guilt. I mean, she probably thinks that it was IMPERATIVE that I go up there for a couple days so that I can.. uhh... we're just going to call it.. that certain home treatment. Well, if she thinks that I am so stupid and incompetent that I can't even drive to the store, get one of those certain home treatments, take it in the bathroom of the store and throw it away well... that's just sad. I mean, "guess who will have to clean up that mess" or whatever she said? If I can already easily do that first part on my own, what's left for her to do? I mean I know she's desperate for a kid but jeez don't take it out on the people around you by treating them like babies. She's actually quite powerless in that situation other than providing moral support.
Sigh, Tayler will probably be appearing in a lot of blog posts for a while. Just because she's not something I can easily forget. Not just our history... but I really care about her. Even after I found out the extent of her crappy attitude toward me, I know she means well. I still owe her $20.
Let's see... anything else I need to get off my chest so I can focus for the day... hm... talked about Dixie being banned... Tayler... horrible policy memorization regulations... oh yeah, got a new horse today. Velvet. Friend for Molly. Oh now here's something. Mom claimed that I had to feed the horses because "I should have a chore I have to do everyday" Well, since Boocy died and the feeding has become tremendously easier, she's been doing the chore that apparently I should do. So it makes me wonder if that was the real reason. Because she even made me do it when I freaking sick most of the time. But now that it's so easy, she has had no problem doing me this favor everyday even though I feel fine. And yes, I am complaining because it seems that it has little to do with.. parenting, or whatever the hell they're trying to do, and more with the fact that it's simply not fun, so make me do it. I mean if that's the reason just tell me, don't make up some shit about responsibility or whatever it was. They're not even my animals. I offered to clean litter boxes and do the other cat chores since I don't do much around here anyway and those animals are mine. But nope. I have to do one specific chore everyday even though any family without a pet doesn't have one specific chore to do everyday for some reason that part of it is imperative even though I'd be doing a lot more with cleaning the litter boxes and making sure their food and water dishes were full and I'd probably be brushing them and doing everything in my power to keep them from puking since they puke a lot and I'd have to clean it up. So.. it really doesn't make sense. And now that that chore that I MUST do everyday because I MUST do ONE SPECIFIC THING everyday has gotten extremely easy so now you don't mind doing it. She knows I HATE it when she does my laundry and cleans my room, but she did recently. It's none of her motherfucking business but she insists on making it so. So she does it probably to make me be clean. All I have to say to that is: real mature.
Let's see... anything else to complain about this morning... eh, not right now. I think I'll end this post. But I think it's the starting of a series of posts I'll call the 'morning complaining' :D Yaaaay. OK, sick of this now good bye.
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