So I went to go put a copy of my first check-stub on one of my accounts today...
And my paycheck is salaried.. I don't clock in anywhere..
It's my first time not being an hourly employee.
Well, the lady at this place asks me how much I make hourly...
I tell her.. $12.00 dollars an hour.
Truthfully, that's how much they told me they were starting me at.. then after 90 days I'll get my 10% raise.
The lady says.. "that doesn't look right."
Multiplies my gross income.. $1,040.00... 80 Hours.
And DAMNIT.
They're paying me $13.00 bucks for every fucking hour I waste here.
That's an ENTIRE DOLLAR, kids.
A dollar I didn't know I was making..
And let me tell you now.. I don't deserve it.
I've worked my ass off at shit office jobs for pay that couldn't pay my bills.. THEY should have paid me $13.00 dollars a fucking hour.
Here.. I browse the internet..
Put up Christmas Trees..
Answer phones..
Think of ANY excuse as to why I need 20 soda's a day.
(the soda machine is in the lab.. with all the young.. $16.00 an hour making studs.)
I type labels and change dates and names on reports..
Address envelopes..
IT ROCKS.
Moral of the story.
Don't let the man get you down!
right.
Christmas Pictures.. Saturday.. 12:30.
If you're related to me, please be there.
I know it may not be the biggest thing in the entire world..
But it will make my mom very happy.
I was SO beat last night...
I went to church and helped the fam inject stimulants into the Christian population.
Starbucks at a church? Who DOES that?
If you need me baby, I'm for real.
WRAPPING CHRISTMAS PRESENTS IS SO FUN.
I stayed up till Midnight last night with the gifts.. they're SO beautiful underneath my tree!
I love it, love it, love it.
We've gone through this before.
Tis the season to have a boyfriend, ya'll.
And it's not happening for me.
I just wish wish wish wish that one day that I could find a guy who I could stay interested in for more than a week or two...
and Vice Versa. I'm a very hard personality to get along with.
I'm not asking for much.
I just want a guy who is perfect.
He needs to be funny.. but not funny in the goofy.. I'm always telling you jokes way...
I need a guy who is funny when he's quiet..
who can rock out in the car...
Sarcasm is fucking rad, too.
I need him to be CALM.
When I dated stalker Mike..
He talked to damn much.
I was like.. "yo, can you just chill?"
Not everyone wants to hear how a silver bell reminds you of 8 years ago on a loft at your grandmothers house with your cousin Ted.
Seriously.
I want a guy who doesn't SHARE OUR BUSINESS with everyone.
Whether or not I RAN for the fucking bed when there was a thunder storm IS NOT anyones business.. and you don't need to make it a point to give my friends a play by play.
I'm not 5 years old.. I don't get a ribbon for being potty trained.
They don't care, trust me.
He also can't BEG.
I HATE beggars. Ask twice.. if the answer stays the same..
The third time REALLY isn't a charm.
You're probably just a bug-a-boo.
You're bugging what? You're bugging who?
You're bugging me and can't you see? It ain't cool.
Major Pet Peeve here...
DON'T TELL YOUR MOM EVERYTHING.
That's just a problem.
If I'm tired one night.. and decide to cancel my plans with you....
I don't want your mom.. little sister.. cousin.. or ANYONE for that matter coming up to me saying "I heard what happened last night."
I'm a very private person.
I don't even bring guys home..
I don't need to know YOUR family unless I'm serious about you.
And this one isn't major.. but it'd get MAJOR points..
I'd like a guy who smoked.
I don't want a guy who makes it a point to smoke..
Or thinks that because he smokes he has to uphold a certain "image.."
But to me.. Smoking is definitely a social thing.
I think smokers tend to have better relationships..
I can go into detail.. but it'd be a complete tangent.
This goes for smoking pot, as well.
Lastly.. I need a guy who can fucking handle me.
I'm stubborn.. Idealistic..
I spend WAY too much money and need a budget.
I have dreams, hopes.. I'm sensitive..
at the same time.. I'm a complete bitch and can make anyone want to be as far away from me as possible.
I'm extremely intelligent.. but I'm a pothead..
So I have no short term memory.
He can't be mad if I don't remember what I'm doing half of the time.
He should watch the road when I'm driving..
Sometimes I forget that I'm the one who has to handle the car.
Better yet.. he can just drive.
I don't think this guy is out there.
-3@
And my paycheck is salaried.. I don't clock in anywhere..
It's my first time not being an hourly employee.
Well, the lady at this place asks me how much I make hourly...
I tell her.. $12.00 dollars an hour.
Truthfully, that's how much they told me they were starting me at.. then after 90 days I'll get my 10% raise.
The lady says.. "that doesn't look right."
Multiplies my gross income.. $1,040.00... 80 Hours.
And DAMNIT.
They're paying me $13.00 bucks for every fucking hour I waste here.
That's an ENTIRE DOLLAR, kids.
A dollar I didn't know I was making..
And let me tell you now.. I don't deserve it.
I've worked my ass off at shit office jobs for pay that couldn't pay my bills.. THEY should have paid me $13.00 dollars a fucking hour.
Here.. I browse the internet..
Put up Christmas Trees..
Answer phones..
Think of ANY excuse as to why I need 20 soda's a day.
(the soda machine is in the lab.. with all the young.. $16.00 an hour making studs.)
I type labels and change dates and names on reports..
Address envelopes..
IT ROCKS.
Moral of the story.
Don't let the man get you down!
right.
Christmas Pictures.. Saturday.. 12:30.
If you're related to me, please be there.
I know it may not be the biggest thing in the entire world..
But it will make my mom very happy.
I was SO beat last night...
I went to church and helped the fam inject stimulants into the Christian population.
Starbucks at a church? Who DOES that?
If you need me baby, I'm for real.
WRAPPING CHRISTMAS PRESENTS IS SO FUN.
I stayed up till Midnight last night with the gifts.. they're SO beautiful underneath my tree!
I love it, love it, love it.
We've gone through this before.
Tis the season to have a boyfriend, ya'll.
And it's not happening for me.
I just wish wish wish wish that one day that I could find a guy who I could stay interested in for more than a week or two...
and Vice Versa. I'm a very hard personality to get along with.
I'm not asking for much.
I just want a guy who is perfect.
He needs to be funny.. but not funny in the goofy.. I'm always telling you jokes way...
I need a guy who is funny when he's quiet..
who can rock out in the car...
Sarcasm is fucking rad, too.
I need him to be CALM.
When I dated stalker Mike..
He talked to damn much.
I was like.. "yo, can you just chill?"
Not everyone wants to hear how a silver bell reminds you of 8 years ago on a loft at your grandmothers house with your cousin Ted.
Seriously.
I want a guy who doesn't SHARE OUR BUSINESS with everyone.
Whether or not I RAN for the fucking bed when there was a thunder storm IS NOT anyones business.. and you don't need to make it a point to give my friends a play by play.
I'm not 5 years old.. I don't get a ribbon for being potty trained.
They don't care, trust me.
He also can't BEG.
I HATE beggars. Ask twice.. if the answer stays the same..
The third time REALLY isn't a charm.
You're probably just a bug-a-boo.
You're bugging what? You're bugging who?
You're bugging me and can't you see? It ain't cool.
Major Pet Peeve here...
DON'T TELL YOUR MOM EVERYTHING.
That's just a problem.
If I'm tired one night.. and decide to cancel my plans with you....
I don't want your mom.. little sister.. cousin.. or ANYONE for that matter coming up to me saying "I heard what happened last night."
I'm a very private person.
I don't even bring guys home..
I don't need to know YOUR family unless I'm serious about you.
And this one isn't major.. but it'd get MAJOR points..
I'd like a guy who smoked.
I don't want a guy who makes it a point to smoke..
Or thinks that because he smokes he has to uphold a certain "image.."
But to me.. Smoking is definitely a social thing.
I think smokers tend to have better relationships..
I can go into detail.. but it'd be a complete tangent.
This goes for smoking pot, as well.
Lastly.. I need a guy who can fucking handle me.
I'm stubborn.. Idealistic..
I spend WAY too much money and need a budget.
I have dreams, hopes.. I'm sensitive..
at the same time.. I'm a complete bitch and can make anyone want to be as far away from me as possible.
I'm extremely intelligent.. but I'm a pothead..
So I have no short term memory.
He can't be mad if I don't remember what I'm doing half of the time.
He should watch the road when I'm driving..
Sometimes I forget that I'm the one who has to handle the car.
Better yet.. he can just drive.
I don't think this guy is out there.
-3@
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