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Random Rant and venting thread for general or specific rage

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TheUnknown

This is GB. There is no such thing as reality.

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Andy

Okay, an UN-Reality Show, then. :p

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Mara

Naw, Pod and me. Now, that would get interesting (and bloody).

Besides, I just beat Mara in the battle on Facebook. Some Grand Jedi Master there. :p

Aw, and I haven't even signed on there yet today, lol.

Oh well. I'm 2-6 now. :p

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Ok, so I'm putting in my two weeks today at work. Where, oh where, do I start? First off, I haven't had a day off with my husband with the exception of the day that HE had to ask for leave just so he could see me and yesterday, which by the way, I turned my cell on this morning and there were 4 calls from work. I ask for ONE day off in five months and they can't even do it without calling me four times! Second, I have covered four girls at one point or another, one for over two weeks, and they won't help me out and pick up a shift for me. I don't think asking for 1 out of 31 days is so hard, do you? I'm expected to pick up my phone and answer no questions asked but yet there's another girl at work who doesn't have one phone to her name so we can't call her for anything! I'm thinking not. I'm not on call. I'm not paid to be on call. They've had me working an 18 day stretch with a 3 day break followed by another 6 day stretch, which is not legal any way you go in this state. I was told that I would see a raise when I became med tech, and have yet to see it. So, all in all, Link is done. There are 5 pages in the newspaper begging for NARs and that's where I intend to go, someplace that isn't understaffed so badly they can't cover one person who's covered the entire staff at one point or another.

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TheUnknown

I feel your pain, Link. I worked at a hotel for about three months. In that time, I would come in early and on my days off to cover for people (we had someone who was in the last stages of pregnancy). I also stayed late once because the person supposed to come in quit. If I had not done that, the supervisor would have had to work.

One day, I find out that I'm working a normally busy shift by myself. We usually had someone else there, too. Not only that, but that day was going to be even busier than usual as we had about 2.5 times the number of reservations we normally get. I call a few days before, asking if they could change the schedule and call someone in to help me on that day. They said they would see and asked if I could handle it by myself. I said I wasn't sure.

I call them a few days later (I had a few days off) to remind them that classes would be starting back. I'm told I've been fired because I "told my supervisor I couldn't handle my job." ewoking ######s.

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Radioactive Isotope

yeah, customer service jobs really tend to screw you over. i always get asked to come in early, which some days i don't mind, but other days i have stuff i need to do. and extra days they ask me to come in, i usually can't because i don't have a lot of wiggle room in my schedule. and i always feel like it gets taken for granted that i'll be able to drop everything and come in, even when it's due to their inability to keep staff around. i'm kinda dreading having to schedule days over Christmas break because i'm wanting to take off the week after the wedding and a few days near the end of December to make sure everything's in order.

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TheUnknown

*Goes back to check his previous post.* Yikes, I thought the "c" word was filtered. I was wrong. But I'm not changing it until it is filtered. I stand by that comment.

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Radioactive Isotope

i thought it was filtered too. BEEURD!!! FIX IT!!!!

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Vergere

First off, I apologize for not being around, not that it seemed to affect things much. :lomin:

So here's been my last 7 days.

Monday, I scheduled for my last semester of classes. For the first time EVER I don't get the classes I wanted (WTF?) and had to force add random crap so that it would work out and I can get my second minor.

Resolved that around 4:30, only to have mom call around 4:45 to say she was taking my dad to the ER. A few hours later, the verdict was in that he had had a heart attack. So I got home around 11:30 at night to take care of all the animals. Around 1230 in the morning the grandparents came in, and I had to comfort them for about an hour before I could go to bed. Skipped most of my Tuesday classes which, unfortunately, were to help prepare me for midterms that week. Get a call Tues afternoon saying dad's surgery went well - "WHAT surgery?" "OH, didn't I tell you?" -_- So I got that little shock that, instead of the stress test I thought he was going to have, he had a stint put in. So I wasn't apparently getting all the information, and I had to keep waiting for several hours between updates.

Wed. I get in huge trouble for apparently stressing dad out too much with a conversation HE started. Didn't talk to mom again till Friday.

Thursday I had a midterm that I'd missed the review for, and was completely screwed over. I had the option to take it later because of all the sith earlier it the week, but I wanted it out of the way. See if I do that again. (Monday I'd been spending all day talking to my LtCol for both scheduling issues and counseling. He needs a medal.)

Friday I get home and finally get to see dad since his heart attack, and am happy to report he is doing wonderfully. But then Friday morning one of the students at my college was killed (at the moment, they're calling it a suicide) after being run over by a train. Second Miami student in 6 mos to die by train.

Next, I realize I'm hopelessly behind on grad school crap that needs to be done. And that I'm completely overwhelmed and stressed by it.

I also have a 30 page rough draft due this week (haha not getting done), another midterm, and a nasty nasty take home midterm that's due by next week that needs to get done before the weekend.

Rawr!

Thank you for listening to my rant. Have a pleasant night. :-D

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Mara

*hugs*

I'm glad your dad is doing good, though. : )

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Ayingel

i found that putting a soft terry towel or just something super soft on the "arm rest pad" takes off the edge until you get super used to them...

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Princess

What'd you do chica?

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Bad furday

I heard she fell off the ladder while peering over the neighbor's fence. The neighbor, you see, was sunbathing :p ;)

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Link

Furday nailed it. :roll:

I tripped over myself. No joke. The ankle rolls and I hear "crack" so here I sit. And crutches aren't that great of an idea for me seeing as I'm a self proclaimed klutz lol

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Bad furday

We'd better order you a...Hover-Round ! :p

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Princess

Just build her a miniature hover ambulance Furdadders

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Link

so not only does my neighbor just need to break up with her boyfriend because they're both driving me crazy about them, but she has me get a costume and everything for a halloween party only to tell me last night that it's at a 21+ club. are you ewoking serious? i just spent money on all that for you to move it somewhere i can't get in? i'm more than a little pissed.

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Ayingel

you could take the chance of using someone's id who looks like you...my cousin had a friend do that for the bachelorette party at a bar

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Link

and have my husband have to appear before the base commander when i get busted?

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Ayingel

To quote you, my roommate: "I didn't know anything about us having an electric bill. And since I didn't know about it, it isn't my problem."

oh. my. ewoking. god. are you kidding me? yes, there is such a thing as having an electric bill when you live in an apartment. i don't know what spoiled imaginary world you live in where you don't have to pay any bills and throw a fit when you don't have money to have a party every ewoking day. i hate you, angie. you have no idea what it's like, do you? you're spoiled by your mother, father and stepmother. and even your ewoking boyfriend. and you wanna know what that sad thing is? you'll be sick of him in like, two more months. and then what will you do? honestly, i don't think you'll even cry because you're such a terrible person. you don't like relationships. we all know that it's inevitable and he just chooses to ignore it. and you know what? the electric bill is your problem. you wanna know why? they want AT LEAST $200 so they don't shut it off. do you think that robert and i have the money to pay for it? do you see us throwing things and yelling about getting ewoked over? no! we sit and try to re-figure everything so that we can pay something and still have food and gas money for the next two weeks. i'm so pissed that no one believed me that you moving in was such a bad idea. and gabby was with me on the whole thing. but they moved out because of nate. and then we kicked him out because we thought that we should give you a chance. well, i'm not doing this sith any more. you know what we were doing today after you stormed out when robert tried to approach you about the electric bill and the fact that it will be turned off if you don't make a ewoking compromise. i don't blame king for almost breaking your ewoking bong. i would have too. because we don't want drugs here. and you've been told that. and what do you do? MORE DRUGS. just move back in with your ewoking mom and live in her basement again. then you'll have all the money you want. and the driveway thing? i'm not playing this game with you. it's called a ewokING COMMON COURTESY to park further up in the driveway when you have a smaller car than everyone else. SO WATCH IT. it will continue to get harder and harder for you if you keep this up. you know what i want to do? turn off the ewoking power to your bedroom with all those people in there. and then laugh. laugh my ass off. because you'll know then what will happen if you don't help with this. because it isn't illegal for them to turn it off yet. it isn't winter. and then you won't have your precious little electric blanket, your ps2, nothing. do you actually want that to happen to everyone in the apartment? and then REALLY deal with king in a bad mood. oh yeah, he's already pissed at you. about the guitar hero guitars. the alcohol you haven't paid him back for. the drugs. we're all pissed about that, actually. your dealer friend who's been here all the ewoking time? yeah, the cops know he's been here and they've been running MY plates. i don't want him here anymore. yeah, he's a nice guy, but he's bringing you down. and we're apparently all going down with you because YOU'RE NOT ON THE LEASE AND THEY HAVE MY PLATES IN THE DATABASE OF THE APARTMENT BUILDING! so if someone suspects something and calls the cops and he just so happens to be at the ewoking apartment, guess what? WE HAVE NO ewokING PLACE TO LIVE!! so get your act together. i've put up with the diva attitude, the pms, the bithing, the partying. but i'm done. i'm done with you, i'm done with king, i'm done with your friends always being here all the time, i'm done with all my stuff being missing and knowing exactly who took it. you deserved for those guys to break your car window. you wanna know what's funny? because of your attitude and the way you act, everyone thinks that i'm way the ewok older than you. so you know what i'm saying next? grow the ewok up. don't tell king how inconsiderate he is. you have your tv so ewoking loud that i hear it perfectly in MY bathroom with YOUR DOOR closed. i can't imagine that the upstairs neighbours appreciate it when it's 11:00 and they work early. you wanna know the other reason i'm pretty sure you and mike won't last? you moved too ewoking fast, and he doesn't fit your whole lifestyle. i see it all the time. while you go party, he's actually making sure you have food. and your precious alcohol. and that you can spend all your money on whatever the ewok you want while he takes care of things that you actually need and he actually needs. like insurance. i'm so glad that robert and i may have already found a place to stay that's a lot better than here. i'm done with this, i'm done with you, i'm done with all of it.

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Andy

I want a personalised number plate, but I want B33URD, but it's not available... I could get B3 URD but it's just not the same... lol

And apparently if B33URD has been used in the normal course of issuing registrations, then it won't become available again - even if the vehicle it was assigned to no longer exists. :(

*pout*

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Mara

You'll have to find that person and hunt him/her down!

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Radioactive Isotope

hey JC, kick the girl out. just pile all her stuff outside and let her deal with her own life. it's not worth you and your other roommates getting your electricity cut off or arrested because of her irresponsible behavior. if she's not mature enough to realize living in an apartment comes with bills, then she's not mature enough to be there.

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Radioactive Isotope

double post. w00t!

anywho, kids are brats these days. and that's putting it mildy. this group of 4 came in to work--shattering my quietness with their frikin awful crap music, yelling across the room at each other about their stupid MySpace pages, and then gettin smart with me when i tell them they need to sit down and shut up (although, unfortunatley in a kinder, less satisfying manner). i've had it up to here, and the next nerve they hit will be the last one.

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