Ugh, things aren't going so well right now. I do not have a job because I have been in the pursuit of intelligence via returning back to school after many years of delving myself into the retardation that is retail. Basically I got fired for wanting to beat the shit out of one of my coworkers, but I decided to turn lemons into lemonade by going back to school. See, I can look at the brightside.
Well things were going great until a few months ago when I started having horrible panic attacks and had to go to the doctor who told me that my thyroid was overactive. Super. Now I have to continually undergo pricey tests that basically confirm what my doctor said in the first place. As far as I can tell, I am getting raped up the ass by the doctors, hospitals and insurance companies. They put me on four different kinds of anxiety medications and it still only helps a little bit. My bathroom makes me look like a fucking pharmaceutical junkie.
Mostly, at the moment, I am freaked that my hubby might lose his job come tomorrow, which is our only income. I haven't contributed to the household finances in just over a year, mostly because customers make me want to jump over my desk and poke their eyes out with a very sharp pencil. Don't get me wrong, I am a pretty nice person, but anyone who lives and works in Dallas Texas knows that people are fucking assholes who feel they are entitled to treat us "peons" like shit to make themselves feel important. Sorry for the rant, but I have a ton on my mind and I hate self appointed, self important people. These are the people who cost me my job and potentially my boy's job, which pretty much leaves us fucked.
Amen
Well things were going great until a few months ago when I started having horrible panic attacks and had to go to the doctor who told me that my thyroid was overactive. Super. Now I have to continually undergo pricey tests that basically confirm what my doctor said in the first place. As far as I can tell, I am getting raped up the ass by the doctors, hospitals and insurance companies. They put me on four different kinds of anxiety medications and it still only helps a little bit. My bathroom makes me look like a fucking pharmaceutical junkie.
Mostly, at the moment, I am freaked that my hubby might lose his job come tomorrow, which is our only income. I haven't contributed to the household finances in just over a year, mostly because customers make me want to jump over my desk and poke their eyes out with a very sharp pencil. Don't get me wrong, I am a pretty nice person, but anyone who lives and works in Dallas Texas knows that people are fucking assholes who feel they are entitled to treat us "peons" like shit to make themselves feel important. Sorry for the rant, but I have a ton on my mind and I hate self appointed, self important people. These are the people who cost me my job and potentially my boy's job, which pretty much leaves us fucked.
Amen
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