THE SKY, homie… THE SKY…
There is a difference between action and regret and action without regret, Starhammer. Do you know what that is? also, which one is more effective?
…that went well.
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DA can be awesome at times. I wish I didn’t have to wait through yaoi or furry or similar to get to certain things, though. Search features can be amazing yet terrifying at times.
of course. I’ve been pretty much living action with regret for the longest. that’s usually what happens when you don’t think before you do something. Sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn’t. finally, I’m thinking before moving and it should lead to less regret. yeah, a burger flipping job doesn’t sound like much, but it doesn’t have to be much. it gives me a few extra bucks while I train for a job I’ll like (also, one that will make me more cash than the burger flipping job. ). no worries. I can handle a grill while making it to that next step. with any luck, it will all go well.
-Starhammer-
fuck, i almost forgot…
anyways, i currently work the concession stand at a public pool (yeah, i WORK it), and thats aight for me…
but i see where your at, starhammer because you have aspirations with the computer thing, whereas im here cuz i fucked around during school lol, but working is better than not working, i can tell ya that much…
Late Night shout outs to all…and to all a great night.
Doing the training thang with some development. Social life’s as busy as a thumb tack. I like it.
…that went well.
sounds like the life of a bear ryoma is a good one. keep it up man. :tup:
-Starhammer-
10:28pm.
Sorry, LN. I broke thread.
Back, packing it up for the move and trying to do some schooling for the end time. Starting work this Friday and my dad wants me to dress up for the placement on friggin DRESS DOWN day! It’s so fuckachunkz and I’ve been there twice.
There’s no way that I’ll comply to that! Forget that! Screw that! Screw him!..well, not him.
What’s up Late Night?
It’s me. I know I’ve been pretty lax in my duties here, but there’s reasons. there always are ain’t it?
my drinking now is nearly nil. instead of reaching for the bottle, I now tend to reach for the water. I’ve been bringing bread and more veggies back into my diet and I can feel the health coming back into me. Along with this, I’ve been getting phone calls from Australia from a lady that seems to have a very big interest in me.
Yeah, you read it right. Australia. Still no pics yet, but she’s been laying it on thick. of course, that’s got me worried by itself. no pic yet, another red flag. still I can hear…something in her voice. I might just be losing my mind without my booze. Who knows? once I see a picture, I’ll decide if it’s worth checking out.
in other news, I’m about to start work Monday. So much for the work the next day thing. well, at least I have work now. if the job isn’t too much stress, I’ll look for another one as well. if they can give me the hours I want, then I’ll stick with them. the ball is rolling.
-Starhammer-
Man, let ME work that consession stand right now. summer, pool, booty everywhere. Yeah, you also have to put up with the little brats screaming and running all over the place and the occasional walrus coming up to your stand to buy stuff, but take the good and the bad.
As far as screwing around in school, I did a lot of the same. yeah, I still passed, but I could’ve done a lot more if I had tried harder. since I can’t go back and do it again, I go forward and do it now. I find the path I want and walk it. not that hard to do, I just wish I had understood it back then as I do now.
-Starhammer-
I hate my new NCOIC position. Drowning in paperwork and I still have to do all the work as the technical lead. Fuck this shit, just 2 more years and I’m out…
Second day at work. :S
Too much crap to do school wise.
Stopped talking to myself.
I’m thinking Arbys.
Hay guys it’s late at night and I’m doing home work :wonder: I can’t bring myself to focus and I am feeling very schizophrenic.
pee ess mah furst pohst in dis heer thred
If you can’t focus while doing homework, stay the fuck away from SRK or the internet… your computer, period, actually. Unless you need it to do your homework, it will not help you focus at all.
I swear I hate depending on other people just so I can get my job done. It’s time to go home and I have to wait for the ass hats in the main building to do trouble shooting. I can’t leave until they are done and there’s absolutely nothing for me to do. At least not until they fuck something up. Damn, I haven’t posted in here in a minute.
ONEZ
the only thing I used to hate worse than that was the excuse…
“you have to work as a team!” yeah. right. I bet your higher ups split as soon as they could, no matter if it was a few seconds from being done or a few hours. they just know they can depend on you to take the shit for it if something does screw up, so they bugged out. I remember that shit too. I ended up missing a day of liberty because of that. well, no more of that ish.
-Starhammer-
Yo, grocery stores at 11 on a Friday are fucked up. For some reason, people are always there, and the strangest ones come out.
Theres nothing better than just going to one, and seeing kids steal from magazines, eat candy, throw coffee beans and just be assholes.
When I get my shopping done, I go to check out.
Here comes a tale of misunderstandings. Old white man, vs black cashier and generally black crowd in store.
Ok, so I am in line waiting to check out, and one guy in front of me is old, and white.
He is SLOOOOOWLY placing his items up to be scanned. When he finally gets them up, he grabs a few random candy bars and puts them up too.
Then he asked “Do you have any Sniggers for sale?” in a hushed tone.
I start laughing fucking hard as hell. The cashier asks him to repeat hinmself. He says it much louder. “DO YOU HAVE ANY SNIGGERS FOR SALE BOY?” Every one heard this, and looked over. Note that he sounds like Tony the Tiger.
I am laughing so hard i am crying now. Knowing black people, they want conflict, and this short motherfucker thats in front of me looked ready to kill. The cashier finally recovers from the shock, and asks whats a snigger.
Old white man says that they are black candy with nuts, and are kinda sweet. By then, I lost control. The cashier says “You mean Snickers?” OWM says, “Yeah, Suhniggers.”
The cashier walks over to the next aisle and grabs one for the old white guy. He rings it up. The white guy pulls out a fat wallet, shuffles through hundreds, and leaves with his cart.
The short motherfucker is calm now, and needs change so I gave him 53 cents and let him use my Kroger plus card.
Then I pay for my shit and go home. Maybe that wasnt a waste of time after all.
Went over to the nearest bar before I hit home last night. My neighbour helped rebuild it, so now, it’s not as dead. More hurting hotel bands make the 5 min walk so worth it. Took about a good Smir Ice, and headed back.
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DropOff, you’d better leave. This place can’t help you with your work…unless…
Starhammer - Did…did you say you were going to work at McD’s?
FOOL OF A TOOK!
Star, I know you need money and all, but listen man, you do not want a job there. I worked there for 9 months, and I almost lost my soul because of that place. I was pregnant with hatred and bitterness, and my birthday present to myself was to just stop coming in to work. It will crush your very essence and destroy your will to exist. Do you have faith in humanity? Treasure that, because it will soon be ripped violently from you.
The one thing I got from that job was funny stories. I shall recant one now.
I had to work drive-thru because I was one of the few people who understand the complex magical nature of keyboards. I was only 16 then , and even more naive than I am now (how many horrifying tales start like this, I wonder…). The night had progressed as usual, and I had just taken some woman’s order. As she pulled up, our conversation went something like this (monetary values have been changed to protect the innocent):
Me: Hello ma’am, that will be $14.32
Rather Large Black Woman: hands me money
Me: Alright ma’am, out of $20…and $5.68 is your change hands change out window, you can pick up your food at the next window.
Rather Large Black Woman: takes change from me Ooooh, you got soft hands.
Me: Pulls back hand quickly Uh…th-thank you.
Rather Large Black Woman: You got a girlfriend?
Me: N-no ma’am, no-
Rather Large Black Woman: sensing my fear What’s the matter, you don’t like dark meat?
Me: Uh…erm…eh…have a good night ma’am! quickly closes the little window and retreats to the back
…no, seriously, McD’s is satan, don’t work there.