I finally realized how absolutely stupid I am. Today, the day when I had to let go of the only dog I've ever had. I have to put him up for adoption or sell him.. not have him anymore, essentially. My mom is getting stressed out by having him there, but loves having him around at the same time. I shoulda figured something this insane would happen. I don't want to talk to my mom ever again, as a result. It's a little harsh, I know.. It's not entirely all of her fault.. I just wish she wouldn't have mood swings.
In any case, I just emailed the humane society about putting up an add on their website. Hopefully that'll get some results.
Meh, In other news. I'm still working in the shittiest part of the factory. Today I found out I'll be there for 2 weeks doing the exact same thing. Standing up, even. For 8 hours per day. I know it doesn't sound like such a big deal to anyone else, but in a factory.. standing in the exact same place.. for 8 hours is a big deal for someone like me. I should just start taking my vitamins and start eating liver and onions. I need my iron to make me less anemic. That'd be a good thing. Drinking water more would help, I'm sure.
Yeah, but what I'm actually doing bypasses the standing part by far. I'm looking at.. I wanna say.. 8 - 10 inch zippers, to make sure they have a single zipper pull and two staples on either end of them. I'm supposed to do.. hm.. lets see.. 2,500 of those per day. I'm assuming that I made my goal today, considering they were having me go over the ones that I found that were faulty. If not.. well then they're stupid.
God. Somebody shoot me in the face. I abso-fuckin-lutely hate this. And now I'm thinking about how often I've seen Brandon since we've started going out. Not very much. Well.. that, plus the fact that my puppy is going away soon.. plus work not meeting up to being soo great = horribly shitty feeling. Wow, isn't this the familliar place to be. Just like home.
In any case, I just emailed the humane society about putting up an add on their website. Hopefully that'll get some results.
Meh, In other news. I'm still working in the shittiest part of the factory. Today I found out I'll be there for 2 weeks doing the exact same thing. Standing up, even. For 8 hours per day. I know it doesn't sound like such a big deal to anyone else, but in a factory.. standing in the exact same place.. for 8 hours is a big deal for someone like me. I should just start taking my vitamins and start eating liver and onions. I need my iron to make me less anemic. That'd be a good thing. Drinking water more would help, I'm sure.
Yeah, but what I'm actually doing bypasses the standing part by far. I'm looking at.. I wanna say.. 8 - 10 inch zippers, to make sure they have a single zipper pull and two staples on either end of them. I'm supposed to do.. hm.. lets see.. 2,500 of those per day. I'm assuming that I made my goal today, considering they were having me go over the ones that I found that were faulty. If not.. well then they're stupid.
God. Somebody shoot me in the face. I abso-fuckin-lutely hate this. And now I'm thinking about how often I've seen Brandon since we've started going out. Not very much. Well.. that, plus the fact that my puppy is going away soon.. plus work not meeting up to being soo great = horribly shitty feeling. Wow, isn't this the familliar place to be. Just like home.
deathsquad:
You stare at zippers all day...ouch
uncaringmachine:
Maybe you just expect too much of this dude. And why not quit the job and work at a clothing store or something?