my grandpa passed away this morning....
yesterday at work i got a new asshole torn for counting how many times this one bus boy went to the restroom.... 17 times between 7:30 and 1!!!!! wtf sorry but 1 customer asked me if the kid was doin lines in the bathroom & tons of customers were bitching about the dirty tables... this kid wasnt doin his fuckin job... im the type of person that CAN handle confrontation... if there's a prblem lets talk it out u kno. so anyway way manager pulls me & joey;s mom outside & tears into us... yells at me like no one other than my father has yelled at me... reminded me of 5th grade camp when a teacher made me cry & my teacher ripped that teacher a new one because im not the type of person u need to scold u can talk to me rationally. anyway she fuckin screams & bitches about how we've got a conspiracy goin or sumthin which offended me bcause joeys mom isnt exactly my favourite person i would never scheme with her against someone just for the sake of backing her up. Anyway the bitch finished with "i dont give a fuck if u both quit" which pissed me off to high hell bcuz trust me they NEED us at this job they r so short handed its ridiculous. Took every ounce of strength i had not to walk out right then. then i talked to my mom and she told me that my papa was extremely ill that they hadnt been able to wake him to eat or drink or take phone calls & that he prolly wasnt gunna last too much longer. And i broke down and started bawling usually im good at holding it in but i was already upset about the bullshit my boss just fed me & then this. so anyway as soon as i got off i rushed home & bought a plane ticket to fly home this morning to see him but this morning before i even left for the airport my grandma called and told me he was gone. AND that she couldnt get ahold of my mom dad or brother. So i had to be the one to tell my dad but luckily he told me he'd tell my mom (it was my moms dad) but it was still stressful. I been trying to keep occupied all day to try to keep it of fmy mind but its hard. i love him so much i wish i would've made it out there in time to say goodbye. anyway i exchanged my tickets and im flying out friday night to go to his services saturday. i've got more to talk about but im burned out so i'll write later this week
yesterday at work i got a new asshole torn for counting how many times this one bus boy went to the restroom.... 17 times between 7:30 and 1!!!!! wtf sorry but 1 customer asked me if the kid was doin lines in the bathroom & tons of customers were bitching about the dirty tables... this kid wasnt doin his fuckin job... im the type of person that CAN handle confrontation... if there's a prblem lets talk it out u kno. so anyway way manager pulls me & joey;s mom outside & tears into us... yells at me like no one other than my father has yelled at me... reminded me of 5th grade camp when a teacher made me cry & my teacher ripped that teacher a new one because im not the type of person u need to scold u can talk to me rationally. anyway she fuckin screams & bitches about how we've got a conspiracy goin or sumthin which offended me bcause joeys mom isnt exactly my favourite person i would never scheme with her against someone just for the sake of backing her up. Anyway the bitch finished with "i dont give a fuck if u both quit" which pissed me off to high hell bcuz trust me they NEED us at this job they r so short handed its ridiculous. Took every ounce of strength i had not to walk out right then. then i talked to my mom and she told me that my papa was extremely ill that they hadnt been able to wake him to eat or drink or take phone calls & that he prolly wasnt gunna last too much longer. And i broke down and started bawling usually im good at holding it in but i was already upset about the bullshit my boss just fed me & then this. so anyway as soon as i got off i rushed home & bought a plane ticket to fly home this morning to see him but this morning before i even left for the airport my grandma called and told me he was gone. AND that she couldnt get ahold of my mom dad or brother. So i had to be the one to tell my dad but luckily he told me he'd tell my mom (it was my moms dad) but it was still stressful. I been trying to keep occupied all day to try to keep it of fmy mind but its hard. i love him so much i wish i would've made it out there in time to say goodbye. anyway i exchanged my tickets and im flying out friday night to go to his services saturday. i've got more to talk about but im burned out so i'll write later this week
Damn.
Hope you feel better about everything, really.
Hang in there, ok?