1.24.2004

Why is it that, when you clean your house, you get dirtier?
But then when you clean yourself, the house starts to get dirtier again...
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1.23.2004

P.S. The layering of clothes didn't matter yesterday, I still froze my ass off.
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Fucking snow. This piss-poor week just keeps striking out. I've slept like shit all week. I got written up at work for what may be the stupidest reason on the planet. I've been short-staffed and long-shipped all week. (9549 pieces, 32.75 hours.) That's a UPH of 292 even if we were able to work the whole time, which we're not. Since we have to take extra time to break down cardboard because it's cold and because we don't have enough people to put someone outside doing it while the truck is being brought in. That was easily another 1.5-2 hours gone. Not to mention doing odd jobs like helping customers, helping out on the floor, covering breaks or chasing things up and down the ladders for upstock. Our required UPH (officially) is still only 220 and we're expected to work at well over 300 when you take into account all of the dumb shit that we're required to do in addition to processing and running shipment. I don't get to see chelle, ever, unless I see her at work. There's no money, laundry needs to be done and now it's FUCKING SNOWING.

I wonder what the possibility is that I could just grab a nap and wake up sometime after the spring thaw.
posted at 15:58

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I'm starting to believe the ultimate measure of one's hypocrisy is the inability to "take what they dish out" in a manner of speaking. For example, the people at Swift can vehemently express their opinions in any form they'd like, no matter who it's about, no matter what the topic. Along the same vein, if I have a counter-opinion as to why their opinion is wrong or *gasp* stupid in my eyes, I can't express that because I'm "getting up someone's ass" about their opinion. What they're basically saying is "I can have an opinion, but you can't...unless you agree with me, that is." Fuck that place. The owner wants this nice little utopian community. Good luck. I'm sure it'll be easier now that "the villain" is gone. I still have the cpanel, ftp information and the username and password for the hosting, if he needs my help he can still get it, but I have no intention of posting at Swift unless lighning strikes the thought center of my brain, rendering me capable of swallowing the flowery bullshit, I take a power drill to my head and my head falls on the mouse when it's directly over the Swift Action bookmark, or I get bored to the point of tears, rendering my standards for entertainment significantly lower than that of a 3 year-old.
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1.22.2004

Okay, I need to throw together a couple paragraphs of mindless ramblings so I don't have any pictures staring me in the face when I view my blog. :)

Order #1: The weather. I have to stand outside, scanning boxes in -4 degree weather. Also, there's approximately 16-20MPH winds, dropping the wind chill down to a frightening -27. I'm the retard that doesn't own a proper winter coat, or gloves, or a hat, so I'm planning to layer on as many clothes as I can. I'll probably look like an idiot, but it'll be ok, since I won't be an ice-cube by the time the truck is done.

Order #2: My job. I get to do all of the work of the supervisor, without getting the pay she had, or the hours she had. It's kind of a good deal for management, however, since they get all the work for less money. Now I get to stand outside in the shitty weather, scan the boxes and open them and just marvel as everyone stares blankly instead of helping. Plus I get the added bonus of nobody listening to me if they don't damn well please, since I'm not really a supervisor. On top of all of that, while doing two people's jobs and attempting to cram 8 hours of work into a 5 hour shift, I have to peddle in-store credit cards to the public, who really doesn't want them, while taking time away from my actual job to do it.

Order #3: Money. There isn't enough, and there needs to be. My hours are slowly dwindling and it's starting to affect bill-paying, etc. Not to mention that it's tax time, and the tightwads over at taxfreedom.com have severely limited who is allowed to use turbotax for the web for free, and it doesn't include us. Add to that the fact that Michelle's raise apparently put her in a higher tax bracket, and now we'll just barely have enough money to cover what she owes the school. So much for getting something nice with the "tax return money" or even paying back the bills we're behind on.

Order #4: Life. I've reached that point in my existance where I think I should be accomplishing something. However, I'm just shuffling from one dead-end job to another to another, with no real prospect of accomplishing anything with my life. I want to go back to school, but that's just not feasible at this point since we only have one properly running car and just barely enough money to pay for the gas we use, let alone paying for gas to go to Whitewater every day. As it stands, I'd be happy with factory work. 6-3 every day, 5 days a week at $8/hr has a nice ring to it at this point. Perhaps.
posted at 11:14

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1.21.2004

I've become such a slave to the internet quiz.

"
Earth. You're a typical case of 'the more, the
better'. Collecting is your strong point, but
listening too. You will not easily show
emotions, but will try to help, as long as you
get something back for it in the future, but
either it be friendship or a gift, that doesn't
matter to you.


What is your element?
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Your wings are BROKEN and tattered. You are
an angelic spirit who has fallen from grace for
one reason or another - possibly, you made one
tragic mistake that cost you everything. Or
maybe you were blamed for a crime you didn't
commit. In any case, you are faithless and
joyless. You find no happiness, love, or
acceptance in your love or in yourself. Most
days are a burden and you wonder when the
hurting will end. Sweet, beautiful and
sorrowful, you paint a tragic and touching
picture. You are the one that few understand.
Those that do know you are likely to love you
deeply and wish that they could do something to
ease your pain. You are constantly living in
memories of better times and a better world.
You are hard on yourself and self-critical or
self-loathing. Feeling rejected and unloved,
you are sensitive, caring, deep, and despite
your tainted nature, your soul is
breathtakingly beautiful.


*~*~*Claim Your Wings - Pics and Long Answers*~*~*
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posted at 11:41

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1.20.2004

Apparently because I'm not willing to bend over backwards to whore out high-interest credit cards that people don't need, to people that don't want them, I'm a poor worker. I hate to sound like my father, but there used to be a time when doing your job well was enough. You weren't taken to the cleaners because you can't properly sell the perks of an in-store credit card, when your job is to bring in a truckload full of shipment and get it out to the floor in a timely manner. THAT, I can do. Apparently it's not enough, however, since I need to take time FROM that to sell these rediculous accounts to people.

Bottom line: It's all about the bottom line.
posted at 19:20

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1.19.2004

I finally finished LttP yesterday. Ganon's tower wasn't really that bad once I got serious about it, it'd just been a while since I'd played through it.

It's a day off today, so I think I'm going to finish some utilitarian work I have left on my game in FFX. Then maybe I'll start a new record of X-2. Or perhaps I'll just watch X2 (y'know, the second X-men movie) I dunno yet. I just know it's barely past 10 and I'm bored as fuck.
posted at 10:12

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