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It started as usual. Such little things going wrong. Couldn't find my brush, couldn't find my shirt, my deordorant got all over the place, and what's more I kept forgetting my keys and cell someplace weird.
Traffic was more clustered and horrible than usual. I normally get there twenty minutes early when I leave by 5:30am, and I get there on time when I leave at about 5:50. I left to get there on time and freaking traffic comes out of nowhere. Of course, the stations do not tell me at all what the ******** is going on. Oh well. I know Valley is going to phone, but I didn't want to phone them. That's admitting to a mistake I didn't make but I knew they would assume I did make. I guess I coulda left earlier, if things hadn't kept going so wrong. Still my fault. Regardless, they think it is. So they do phone, JUSt as I get there. I'm 15mins late.
My job is to keep pedestrians from entering the workzone and giving directions to a resteraunt. Lovely. Nice easy job. It starts to rain, it's freezing, and some 90 old man decides to tell me his life story three times. I'm not kidding. He turns 90 on sat, he got 100 bucks from his sister (in US) to cash today for it, and his sister works in a mall driving up and down in a rest mobile. He was in the army, and in construcion, and so on... My lord...
He decides to crawl into the bad zone. I tell him he cannot go back there. He won't listen so I had to grab my helper. She gets him out and I felt like a failure. Joel took my sign too. I was a giant street ornament. Still not too bad, at least I wasn't running around.
They let me go to the washroom. I opted to try and use a bathroom in the local wendies. They had their bathrooms blocked off so I bought something and asked. Couldn't get my nuggets of course, it wasn't 9:30, so I got a freaking hashbrown. They buzed me for their washroom but took my hashbrown, which I had to wait to get when I was done cause none even thought I was important enough to deal with after they had my money.
I went back, ate the gross thing, and got sick. My stomach HURT. They let me sit so I figured I'd be fine. Cept I got dizzy, very dizzy. I still am btw. No idea why. So I had to go home. Pissed dispatch right off. Pissed my partners off I'm sure. Not only do I arrive late, but I go home. I felt like s**t. Still do. But there's nothing I could do.
I run empty on gas. So I had to go to a gas station where no one knows me and thus it took too long to handle my payments. "Together or seperate from the gas?" Why the hell would I pay for my gum and chocolate THEN my gas? I didn't understand... I was rather dizzy. I get home and curl up infront of the computer after doing a few tasks I felt up for that I had to get done.
WoW isn't working for me. I keep dying. I think I'm too dizzy to think well, not sure. So I was getting frustrated. I want help, but you know, switch the situations and I'd be so mad at me. I get offered help but never take it if I don't know hte person. I'm scared. People scare me, to death.
I helped Ketobie with something and that helped me relax. I didn't feel like the loser of a player that I felt like for most of today. But then it all went bad again. I started getting bitter at ketobie and that is when I knew I had to take a break quickly. I exited WoW without saying anything, and then restarted the computer. I should get back.
Sometimes I just need to shut myself in a hole for a little bit. I curled up in a tiny ball on the bathroom floor and it felt so good. My trip is in only a couple days. Gotta keep it together and relax.
I bet work will phone at 8:30 to tell me I gotta get somewhere by 6...
 Silent Flame · Thu Apr 05, 2007 @ 04:06am · 0 Comments |
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