jackd

Yup, what a great fuckin day this turned out to be. First, not only do I have to get up at 5 to go to work, but it's but-ass freezing cold outside, so I figure I better go warm up my car. Lo And Behold, the fucker don't start. So, I gotta get a jump, which makes me 15 minutes late. Then, it dawns on me that Thursdays on day shifts are 8 hour cleanups at the factory, and I didn't bring any spare clothes. My first tutition when my car wouldn't start, was to call in, and when I realized the cleanup at work while I was putting on as much water-repelling outer-wear as possible, taht I should have called in. But, the cleanup went faster than scheduled, but we didn't do a goddamn thing for hours. So, in a 12 hour shift, I did about 3 hours work, and wandered around trying to look busy so I wouldn't get yelled at for 9 hours, which sucked. Then, I find out that the 29th is my last day-because I'm temporary help. So, now not only am I soaked to the bone because quite a few idiots don't know how to properly operate a hose, I find out that in a week, I have no job. Shibby. Although, a good buddy lent me a spare change of clothes, so it wasn't that bad. But, when it was time to leave, my pants were still wet, so I had to drive home on cold leather seats in cold wet pants. Then, when I get home, I find...a bill waiting for me. Yay. I'm about to be jobless in a week and already I'm in debt. Wonderful. But, that's ok, I got online, and saw taht O had a new set, and what a set it was. So now, I'm gonna go to bed, and hope that tomorrow is a better day, and plan my different strings of revenge for the people on the floor that pissed me off over the last 6 months. I figure, I came quite proficient in the useage of a one-handed stapler, so that could be fun.....