Rants and Raves

[Lady Desari]

Oh I have a rant...Mine is the fact that I can't have what I want...I have no idea what the hell I want to do with my life...I am getting pulled in a million different directions and getting advice from everyone...But not once has anyone asked me how I feel...Just what I need to do...Shit all I have to do is be born, pay taxes and die...

[Ryu Yogen]

Um.... well I have no rant. Started smoking again. Dad went off, warzone, I bought pack of cigerettes, made me somewhat calm. ::shrug:: I'll quit next week when I am away from the stresses of my father. Lets see... other than that I really have nothing to say.

"No regrets, thats what I always say, that and everyone wang chung tonight."

[Tempest]

You are an odd little duck now aren't you?

[Nym Zeal]

I didn't originally have a rant. I started posting and it just spewed out. Now to scurry off to work... Melinda will be there tonight so I will be more entertained. For some numbskull reason I scehduled myself to work on Martha's off days which means I don't have my favorite witchy woman there to pick on me...

I did have Heather there, though she got off at 11 pm and I was there til 5 am... I think Melinda works til 4 am so I'll be there 2 lonely hours and that's it! Actually the rest of the shift isn't so bad... those three are just my close friends. The type that get together at the mall to watch the kids play in the water fountain and actually have a place that we consider "our" place to eat... hmmm... cravings...

[Queen Solace Rayana Klojhen]

Oh you know I have a rant!!!

Here it goes...

First of all...dear sister of mine...yes, I have told you what you need to do, but I do listen to what you have to say and how you feel...

Had to get that out first...
Now..for my REAL rant...

I love my job, I love my job, I love my job...

Riiiiiiiight...I did love it. Until today. I was told today by my boss, Clint, that I am doing a fabulous job...but...yeah that pesky "but" was thrown in there..."But I need someone in here at 6am to pull the numbers and do the reports and have them on Ginger's desk by 9am."

Now isn't that a bitch. 6 am. Am I a morning person? Hell no! Was I offended by the ultimatum? Hell yes! But what could I do. I need this job. For the first time in my life I sucked it up and smiled, then looked at Clint and said... "Alright, if that is what I have to do, then I will be here. I need my job." And with that he nodded with a great big smile and said "Great!".

He really is a nice guy, this was NOT his idea, it was Guy's. The big asshole at the top. What a putz this guy is. Doesn't have a clue. And you know he's a putz because the only report that jackass is worried about is the REVENUE report. Yeah, uh huh.

So now, here I am, wondering how in the hell I am going to drag my ass out of bed at 530am every morning. Then try to figure out when I am going to rp my Solie and THEN figure out how I am going to coinside my new screwed up schedule with Nicho mun so we can play. Can we say INSANE?

And then there is the fact that I have to make sure that in there somewhere in the morning, I make sure that my 10 yr old gets up and goes to school. He sucks at it by himself. He really does. I have been lucky this week because my husband has been home in the mornings and working later at night on this stupid side job, but that will change come Monday morning. I am just beside myself on this one. I guess this is what I get for being a little computer geek and learning things so fast and being good at what I do. I thought that when you were good at something you would get somewhere. All I got was an ultimatum and a pat on the head when I told them what they wanted to hear. I have a feeling that it's not going to work out in the long run and I am going to be unemployed inside of three months.

Anyone want to place bets now? *sarcasim then a heavy sigh*

When in God's name will my life ever be remotely normal? When will that little black cloud go away? *sits down on the pity pot* I know, I know, I am feeling sorry for myself. But damn it, why can't things just be ...
I don't know... easier. It just seems to get harder and harder everyday. I do believe I recall my mother telling me that things will get easier as I get older. I think that is the only time she's been wrong. I work my ass off, I try to be the best mother I know how, the best wife, friend and sister. Am I doing it wrong? Did I mess it up at some point to make shit happen to me all the time like this? I don't know, maybe it is me. Maybe I am not as good at this grown up thing as I thought I was.

Ok, I'm done. I just had to get all that off my chest. Thanks for listening my little "board rats". I love ya.

And yes, Brian, this thread is absolutely perfect for me. Thank you, too.

[Baroness Angel DelaSangre]

-Plops down next to Sharri- Okay.. I sorry that you have lots going on. I honestly wouldn't know what's going on in your life, but I do hope that it gets better for you. I don't want you to miserable forevers. -Sigh- I dunno, where i'm living at right now, it's hard for anyone under 25 to get a job. Owners think that people who are older and have more family to support deserve and need the jobs more then some high school teen =\ Ah well.. Get better dear.

[Nym Zeal]

Shari, it'll get easier. Sometimes it takes finding the darkest, most desolate room to find that little bit of light. Don't despair and don't give up hope. It'll get better.

Ashley, try fast food. My first job was in a Zaxby's and I always came home smelling like chicken and probably tea, considering how often I dumped it on myself at the end of the night... a night didn't go by when we were cleaning up that my humming wasn't interrupted with an "Ow!" Drive thru is wonderful... you get to be around people, you have your own personal space, own personal drink machine and, most importantly, your very own cook. I had a crush on one of them, named Steven King funny enough, and another had a crush on me, he used to drive me home from work... whatta sweetie. There was another who hit on me but he was kind of creepy.

You know, I was a clueless child..

Anyway, drive thru. Gotta work the drive thru.

As for a rant, a girl (unknown age) died tonight. She was hit by a car and so bloodied by it that when I tried to get the ex police officer (THAT needs to happen more often! Talk about an ideal complainant!) to do CPR he wouldn't. It would be too dangerous for him without protective gear. That isn't the worse part... I kept hearing noise in the background and finally asked what it was. People doing donuts! There's a dead girl on the side of the road and they are doing freaking donuts! Idiots! Of all the disgusting... granted they didn't know it but I bet one of them hit her all in the sake of having fun. Jerks. I hope they all went to jail... I could have looked to see how it all went but once they confirmed the girl was dead I didn't have the heart to keep looking.

I would say it was the worse thing I've ever heard but it wasn't. Not by a long shot. The worse thing I've ever heard was a small girl, about 4 years old, who didn't speak english... she was speaking vietnamese. Her dad was on the phone with me and he was asking her questions.. she'd been raped by a teenage boy next door. Only about 4 years old... I didn't know anything she was saying but you didn't have to know... it was all in her tone. I was shaking after that call. I didn't break down and cry until after work, though I felt numb going through the rest of the calls on the verge of tears. That's the worse part, having the world prove itself to be evil and having to jump to the next call where people want to cuss you out for stupid stuff. Never complain about a police officer, a firefighter/paramedic or a 911 operator. No matter what a pain in the youknowwhere they are capable of being, you don't know where else they've been or what else they've heard that day. Imagine being on an emotional rollarcoaster that twists and turns every 3 minutes for typically 4 hours straight of nonstop phone calls.

[Lady Desari]

I know you listen and yes you have told me what to do...You told me to come home...But what if that is not the best for me? What if staying here is? Or moving to Florida or Virgina? See thats the whole thing hun...I don't know what to do...There are reasons I want to stay here and don't even say anything about hell beastie...I am not going there cause I am not stupid where that is concerned...Ok well maybe I was a little...As for your job hunny I don't know what to tell you...I'd ask for a raise first of all...I am not placing bets on your job...I know you can stick it out...And define normal...What is normal to people like us? I have come to the conclusion my life will never be normal but I know the drama in it is at an all time low...And I am enjoying the peace from it...Only major choice is do I move home or stay here...My bills are ok for right now...Til the beginging of Feb. Then I will freak...Wow continus hormones really work...

[Queen Solace Rayana Klojhen]

Then you do what you need to do Dez.

As for my job, I quit it today. It just wasn't phesible for me to get up at 530 in the morning. I talked it over with the hubby and he didn't like the idea either. I need to be here for my kids. I have been neglecting them lately. More than I normally do. LOL. Kidding.

I love my kids, and they need me. And the painting job will be over on Sunday with maybe some other side work down the road on my own terms.

Larry assures me that we will be ok. I believe him. He's usually right about these things and I am not going to stress about it. I have faith in him.

I will find something else and hopefully it will work out for the better.

Not so much a rant, but I just wanted to let you all know what had gone on today. ^^

[Tempest]

As long as you are all right then take time to relax before throwing your self in the job market again.