I managed to trip over a curb and into the expressway. Have a scrape on my knee and the base of my hands and there's something screwy with my arm--can't straighten it completely, or fold it completely into myself. Or touch my hand to my forehead/face with it. I don't think it's broken, but it does hurt like a bitch and it hurts enough that despite eight tabs of tylenol, it's still disrupting my focus. Not sure what to do about it though.
No gas, no heat, can't shower or cook and now I have nothing as a padding to my pockets. As I get to the bank to cash a money order, I realized that my purse is now empty of cash and order. Thank you, thief. I hope that money order you can't cash and five dollars worth of bus fare helps you out more than it would have helped me. .. to, you know, pay rent.
I just can't catch a break. I'm starting to feel kind of desolate and that's putting it... mildly.
No gas, no heat, can't shower or cook and now I have nothing as a padding to my pockets. As I get to the bank to cash a money order, I realized that my purse is now empty of cash and order. Thank you, thief. I hope that money order you can't cash and five dollars worth of bus fare helps you out more than it would have helped me. .. to, you know, pay rent.
I just can't catch a break. I'm starting to feel kind of desolate and that's putting it... mildly.
@Haern, get away from the spores in Kalydian then!!
Still working on resume and cover letter. I've had three people at work helping me but doesn't exactly help not to have Word at home. As awesome as Libreoffice is to me, the computers at work don't like it and neither do the sups that have been helping me work on this, so had to start from scratch. But I've got stats and everything on it that they carefully dug up for me from last year. Upside I'll have a really professional looking resume and cover letter example to apply with elsewhere.
my rage is that the ops manager's gotten to be a jerk since I started there, and I really, really don't want to interview with him as I'm pretty sure I won't get the job anyway. (It says it's open to anyone which is why I jumped on it, but everyone else applying has been promoted on the call floor at least once.) My coworkers tell me from theirs that if he thinks you've prepared, he'll switch tactics, and then at the end of the interview he'll tell everything you did wrong in the interview and on your resume...
I just want this over with. It's good practice, but I've been fretting about it for three days.
On another note: What is behavioral interviewing, and start ranking?
One of the sups also mentioned looking up a few famous people (no political/religious figures) and prepare as if sitting down to business dinner with them, complete with questions to ask. Any ideas? Angelina Jolie comes to mind.
"Little pig, little pig, let me in, let me in. You look tasty and smell like bacon." *LICKLICKLICK*
My rage: I rage at STILL having the bad habit of folding my feet back when I kick. Bro, a Muay Thai kick is NOT a karate kick, stop folding your feet back. YOUR HYPER EXTENDED LEFT FOOT DOES NOT FUCKING APPRECIATE IT. God I'm dumb sometimes -_-
Tell me and I forget, teach me and I remember, involve me and I learn. -Benjamin Franklin
I rage at my spine today. It's raining, so there is not a joint on my body that does not ache, and my spine is prone to catching and not letting me move right.
It's like..every time something even slightly decent happens to me, I instantly get kicked in the teeth for it. Been working my ass off for the last year to make things better for myself but this is the lowest I've ever felt. When is this shit suppose to get better?
"You ever been divided by zero?" Nia asks you with a squint.
Missing out on the 4 day tickets to Philadelphia Comic-con, which means I need to spend more money if I want to go more than 1 day. So, adding things up means I'll only be going the last 3 days, but that also means 1 free day to do whatever.
Sorry @Piper@Moirean and @Toz, I can't make it down to RI tonight. I left work early to move my boat from the slip to the mooring, so now I'd need to work a 12 hour day today if I wanted to take off Friday.
So apparently my HVAC unit is leaking again, only this time it's into the people underneath us. I can't wait to pay to have it repaired and to have them get carpet cleaning type people out.
Interview went well. I was all happy prepared person...and my interviewer didn't ask me any questions I prepared for. Also job I went in for turns out to be a lot diff from expected and on level with rank just below Sup. I didn't know it was a leadership position and made myself look like an idiot. Ah, well. Good practice.
"Little pig, little pig, let me in, let me in. You look tasty and smell like bacon." *LICKLICKLICK*
So apparently, I fractured my damn elbow when I fell. Annoyingly, the splint is more painful/uncomfortable than the actual injury.
Add to that, that I still don't have internet and that I need to move in ten days, and I'ma very very grumbly Kira.
ETA: Using Mcdonald's net, and the ONLY plugs are in the kiddie area, which is full of kidlets screaming at the top of their lungs, while their parents/babysitters do nothing. -.- And I don't mean like...just playing loud, I meansomeoneismurderingme screaming. -.- Urrrgh.
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PhoeneciaThe Merchant of EsterportSomewhere in Attica
Minor cooking related rage. I made a batch of brownies yesterday. Overbaked them. Also trying to make ice cream without an ice cream maker because I'm curious. Still haven't found a good cupcake recipe that doesn't dry out after 24 hours. Also, **** macarons. Seriously. I hate making those things because I can make ONE perfect batch and then never again.
I overcooked banana bread and it was heartbreaking because the very very very center (after cutting off the bottom so it was like, muffin-top center-cut) was SO GOOD and the rest was not. That's what I get for trying new recipes.
Four years of pristine, flawless military service active duty, and it now looks like I'm going to get boned by the National Guard, of all things. Evidently missing drill because you have a step-dad that was horrifically injured and you have to take care of him is frankly not allowed. He can't work, and I can't if I am staying at home to help him so much as make it to the bathroom. So then it's left to my mom, who at the same time is currently enrolled in her master's program at CSUB. Even with the down time due to her master's classes, she can still net a better income then I can after that god awful, talentless job in infantry. Add on to that, I just received an email for orders that are saying I am to be gone for the next two weeks due to a court martial hearing, without warning, without so much as a chance to 'explain' the situation more in-depth, even though I've stayed in contact with them for nearly the entire time. Is this really how it ends? All my benefits, everything I went through the suck for, ripped away because I had to stay home and be a caretaker? I surely hope not, else I have lost all faith, all faith.
Sorry in advance, appears as if I won't be around for a few days, people.
Indoran'i is back baby. It's go-... Oh.
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Kiyotanspectacular vernacularSummit of the Falconmount
edited June 2014
..I was going to rage about something but it feels really trivial now. Sorry you're going through that.
Some may say we've lost our way, but I believe we've not gone far enough.
You can appeal that shit, @Trager. You do have a prior obligation, but what you have going on is uh...crap I forget the technical term. Basically it means what you have going on is more important/more immediate, so you literally can't come right then. They should be able to RIDT you for drill.
If nothing else, if they've already discharged you, you can appeal the status of your discharge and possibly get it overturned. Also, if you haven't yet, you may want to request mast and start running your issue way on up the chain of command, because that sounds like a fat load of bullshit bro.
Tell me and I forget, teach me and I remember, involve me and I learn. -Benjamin Franklin
Just call your JAG office @Trager, let them know of the situation. As it has already escilated to that point. Your really need to get the JAG lawyers involved.
Arghmadgrowl at having $50, soon to be $100 on my paypal account, but it takes too long to transfer it to my personal bank account. I have almost no food at home, having spent my last Money on toilet paper. I will get Money on wednesday and that's just about how long it takes to transfer the Money from paypal, so don't feel like that's necessary, since I can use the paypal money for other things instead in that case. But really, knowing I have Money to make it far past the next income, but not being able to get to them in time just... ugh, makes me a sad panda.
I have a benign tumor in my hip. (I enunciate benign because the doctor intro'd with "You have a tumor" and I almost peed myself in panic). I was having a lot of pain and went to the ER thinking it was my arthritis, they'd give me steroids, and I'd go home. Noep. Now I have to see an orthopedic surgeon to see if I need to have surgery on it.
Oh, my. God. I was on my way to work today (which is 20 miles away, 15 of wich is out of town) and my truck DIED on the fucking freeway. --8 Motherunicornsing times.--
Like, it would be going along just fine, and then no warning, Die for a few seconds, and then restart (I'm assuming because it's a stick and I was going 60 miles an hour.) The last time that my vehicle acted strange, I lost all the tread on my rear tire going 70 on the freeway, and almost rolled my pickup. I was, admittedly, pretty unicornsin' scared. The check engine light would come one when it died, and then go away as soon as it came back up again, until the -last- hill before my exit for work, when the check light came on again, and -didn't- go off. When I parked it at work, I shut it off, turned it back over, and the damn light stayed off.
And then I sobbed into my steering wheel a little, because I can't afford to fix it, I have to register it this month.
Lucky thing is, though, I can use my husband's pickup (the one I almost rolled) to get to work. Granted, it has a bad transmission, but at least the engin still runs when you tell it to.
Edit!: I just talked (again) to the derp that I work with (the one I wanted to change shifts with.) Using my powers of logic, I convinced him that Swing was better for him anyway, and that I needed grave to use my husbands truck. Not only did I get sweet, sweet graveyard back (I missed you too baby) but I also get the same days off as the husband. (who I also missed.) AND I didn't try going over 64MPH on the way home, and I had NO issues with the truck, so hopefully I can get it fixed and it not be something horrid.
so I guess this kinda turned into a Rage/love. Hrm.
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the way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
open hand or closed fist would be fine
blood as rare and sweet as cherry wine
Still working on resume and cover letter. I've had three people at work helping me but doesn't exactly help not to have Word at home. As awesome as Libreoffice is to me, the computers at work don't like it and neither do the sups that have been helping me work on this, so had to start from scratch. But I've got stats and everything on it that they carefully dug up for me from last year. Upside I'll have a really professional looking resume and cover letter example to apply with elsewhere.
my rage is that the ops manager's gotten to be a jerk since I started there, and I really, really don't want to interview with him as I'm pretty sure I won't get the job anyway. (It says it's open to anyone which is why I jumped on it, but everyone else applying has been promoted on the call floor at least once.) My coworkers tell me from theirs that if he thinks you've prepared, he'll switch tactics, and then at the end of the interview he'll tell everything you did wrong in the interview and on your resume...
I just want this over with. It's good practice, but I've been fretting about it for three days.
On another note: What is behavioral interviewing, and start ranking?
One of the sups also mentioned looking up a few famous people (no political/religious figures) and prepare as if sitting down to business dinner with them, complete with questions to ask. Any ideas? Angelina Jolie comes to mind.
My rage: I rage at STILL having the bad habit of folding my feet back when I kick. Bro, a Muay Thai kick is NOT a karate kick, stop folding your feet back. YOUR HYPER EXTENDED LEFT FOOT DOES NOT FUCKING APPRECIATE IT. God I'm dumb sometimes -_-
I remember, involve me and I
learn.
-Benjamin Franklin
the way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
open hand or closed fist would be fine
blood as rare and sweet as cherry wine
Add to that, that I still don't have internet and that I need to move in ten days, and I'ma very very grumbly Kira.
ETA: Using Mcdonald's net, and the ONLY plugs are in the kiddie area, which is full of kidlets screaming at the top of their lungs, while their parents/babysitters do nothing. -.- And I don't mean like...just playing loud, I meansomeoneismurderingme screaming. -.- Urrrgh.
Sorry in advance, appears as if I won't be around for a few days, people.
If nothing else, if they've already discharged you, you can appeal the status of your discharge and possibly get it overturned. Also, if you haven't yet, you may want to request mast and start running your issue way on up the chain of command, because that sounds like a fat load of bullshit bro.
I remember, involve me and I
learn.
-Benjamin Franklin
I remember, involve me and I
learn.
-Benjamin Franklin
I remember, involve me and I
learn.
-Benjamin Franklin