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myOtaku.com: wolf of sorrow


Friday, February 5, 2010

It's a Long One. Read if You Wish to Laugh At Me. :]
It's been an uber long day, I must say. Chaos and bad luck follows me wherever I go! So let's start from the top. (Keep note that the freakin weather has been horrible. It's been raining NONSTOP, and I mean Nonstop, since Wednesday night!!)

At 2:30PM I got an email saying our student loan check was in the office and ready to be picked up. We left about quarter til to go to Karate class. Picked up the check and found out that school got only ours today. Everyone else gets theirs tomorrow. :P

Headed to Karate class and got there at exactly 3 with everyone else who was behind because of the crappy weather. The bottom of my pant legs were completely soaked. (Reminder to find rain boots online.) Karate was great though. We finally got to stop working on white belt techniques for the sake of the white belts and pick up on where we left off last semester. Also, the teacher is talking about a cheap weapons seminar. I'm so excited. :3 I just hope my coworker can switch shifts with me!

After Karate class, we headed back home; it was about 4:20 when we got home. Dad didn't give me the chance to do anything. He told us he wanted beer and cigs. Me and my brother only had 10 bucks put together. (We didn't want to tell him about our checks til Friday.) Sadly, I came out with the secret. Sooo Dad made us cash it. It was about quarter til 5 then. My boss had recently pushed my shift forward, wanting me to come in at 5.

I legally drove as fast as possible to a local bank in my Dad's truck. They were closed. Went back home, (about a 3 minute drive between), and Dad sent us off to another local bank, but this time he told us that if it was closed to go to my work and ask for a loan. That bank was closed so I went to my work.

Got to work, went to the back, and asked my boss for a 30 dollar loan. Went back up front to the counter, looked at the clock, it was 5 til, got 10 dollars worth of gas in the truck, got back in the car, and headed for Dollar General to get my spaghetti noodles for the dinner I started at 12 in the afternoon!

Got to Dollar General, thank goodness these places are minutes from my house), I left my brother in the truck with heater on, got back out to discover the truck wasn't starting anymore. It was exactly 5 o'clock. Called my Dad and asked him to come help me. Waited 10 minutes, he came. I stood in the rain for awhile til I went and waited in my brother's car. Couldn't escape the mockery about how every car I drive breaks! Cars no likey me. After about 15 minutes he finally got everything going again.

I went home, made a peanut butter sandwich, went to work. It was exactly 5:30 when I got there. . . soaking wet. Didn't get to dry my clothes from the first round of rain running.

NOOOOOW we enter work drama, I'll make it short as possible. My boss has apparently lost a screw. She cut her best and most experienced worker's hours by 12 a week. She also cut a few more of her best workers' hours. They're rebelling that action at the moment. What else did she do though? She brought back one of the slowest workers I've seen. He's cool, but he's a loud mouth who talks more than he works. That's not all though, she gave two of her newest workers more hours. More than the senior workers. One's talking about quitting and going to Wal-Mart. I'll look at another job if she attempts to cut any hours that's not 11 to 7 on Sundays (I HATE WORKING THAT! She could at least give me the morning or the night off.) But yeah, now it's ton of drama that probably won't end well.

ANYWHO. Enough of this post. I must retire to bed for it's going to be a busy day tomorrow. Night homies. <3


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