What Goes Up, Must Come Down....

WEDNESDAY---

I work a 12-4 at Mcdonalds. I'm really tired. Then I go to work at the paper from 5-3am. Nothing exciting to report. I miss actually SEEING my house...

THURSDAY---

I wake up and am late for my 12-5 shift at McDonalds. I'm later told that the manager called my wife, assuming that I had finally quit and was doing a no call, no show. I would never do that, no matter how much I hated something. That is just a shit thing to do. If I were pissed off enough, I'd walk out. That is much more like it!
I actually run a good shift. Thanks to a fellow co-worker putting in the good word that I am burned out from being on MEATS (cooking meats) for the past 2 months straight practically, I get to go up front. There I run for drive thru and front counter. I was asking people to fill this, clean this, stock this, etc. and for a brief moment, I felt like a manager again! Like, something I did mattered. I felt like I was important enough again to be the center of it all, coordinating things and making sure people were happy and served. It was a great, great feeling. A feeling I haven't felt in a long time. Seriously, really good.

Then I go to my newspaper job and have a shit night. I get in a nit pick "fight" with a new employee we have. I guess its friendly ribbing, but it just seems to be double heaped on me, and it rubs me the wrong way. I kind of stay to myself for the rest of the night as a result.
On the way home, dead tired, I stop at a stoplight and half use my turn signal. There was no one around. And I turn into my parking lot. Out of no where, here comes a cop. He pulls me over and says I didn't use my turn signal. He runs my shit and lets me go. Pain in the ass. Everyone is always out to get me man. I dunno why.

I get into bed finally at 4:20 am and pass out from exhaustion.

FRIDAY---

I wake up at 11am and get a note from my apartment complex office that there are boxes for me and I think they are the EARTHGIRL comics, finally arrived. But they are not. They are Robert's packages and they "snottilly" wrote that there were too many to hold in thier office and I'd have to pick them up at the post office. So I head to the post office. There I pick up about 20 boxes from Robert and pile them all into my car. I head to Mcdonalds.

Once there, I am on the second side of the assembly table. Since there are the 3 staff managers there, everyone was in full "NAZI" force in procedures, times, no drinks during "lock down" and other bullshit enforcements. Immediatly I am nailed for doing a couple things wrong. I roll my eyes and try to ignore it. Then, I am stuck for 4 hours on... you guessed it, MEATS!

Recently, I read up on the treatment of cows. and it disgusted me the amount of stuff they pump into cows and how miserable they are while they live short lives before thier slaughter. I quit eating RED MEAT. So, being on meats now disgusts me for that reason. Also, its FUCKIN' HOT!!! I sweat so much doubly,cause of being over 300 pounds. I bump into everyone cause of the cramped area. Everyone tracks in and through that area and I constantly have to move out of the way. If I were thin, it wouldn't be an issue. Bottom line, I HATE BEING ON MEATS! So, it kept me in a bad mood all day.

After that, I headed to the newspaper job where I try to settle into a decent mood, but to no avail. I just learned that cause I didn't print some colour proofs, a job got fucked up. and its been tracked down to me and its my fault... cause I didn't print off the colour proofs. I never do. No one really does, but I know now that I will be nailed for it. I'm up for a raise (Actually, I was due almost 4 months ago) and I know it will come up during my raise time talk, even possibly effect it. If it does, I will hit the roof. This was one incident over 15 months of amazing behavior on my part.

Why is it people (managers) always focus on the negative and never focus on the positives?

To top it off, I learned recently that FAMILY VIDEO is hiring for a new store in Alma. I wanted to get in there and quit McD's and gain some experience there. That way when I transfer to St. Joseph when we move next June, I'll have a job lined up! But the interviews are the days I will be gone next week to Wizard World! I just can't win!

Oh, and I've been having money problems. My wife got low hours, so did I, bills have crept up and its been tight trying to get cash for Wizard World. We bascially have enough for gas and the hotel and thats it. So the only way I'll have money to spend is if I sell stuff! Bad thing! We've tried a few of my friends to see if they would be interested in coming with us, getting into the show for free and giving us some cash for the hotel for thier stay. But its been no avail. Its insane.

All in all, I'm in a royal bad mood, I'm ready to just throw it all in and quit everything (not comics, but everything else!) and just sit in a padded room and cry for years alone. But I cannot do that. I gotta keep rockin. I got Wizard World in less than 6 days. I got that to look forward to. It will be an amazing time. I only hope I can stay sane till then. Thank god the weekend is here!

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