Shit. Where to begin? Alright, so I’m getting married in November, right? This is a good thing, and not what I’m ranting about. But the problem is that these motherfuckers are <b>damn</b> expensive, even if we are going the under 125 person, lets keep it simple as possible, try to find a way out of paying full price for any damn thing type route.
So I, after much soul searching and discussion w/ my SO, decided that it might be wise to switch to 3rd shift. After all, there’s a 31% premium that comes along with the shitty hours. So I prepare myself emotionally for the totally fucked up schedule that my mind and body (not to mention our relationship) will have to endure. A girl I work with expresses interest to a co-worker in moving to a schedule more like mine. Bingo. I tell her that I would be interested in switching with her.
She changes her mind. Her kid didn’t get into preschool, which was apparently the reason she wanted to switch. (Totally rude side note: How dumb is this fucking kid that she can’t get into <b>PRESCHOOL?</>) Then she tells me that another person on her shift is totally annoying, and that she and the other person she works with want him out. Yes, she has discussed this with our manager. Great.
My boss needs to have a meeting with me anyway, in which I get my obligatory 4.5% raise (what was the inflation rate this year? Anybody?) She tells me about her conversation w/ preschool girl, and that this might be the opportunity I need to switch to 3rd. Great.
I talk to annoying guy last night, and ask him if he is interested in switching. Nope. Godishesofuckingannoyingthatiwannakillhim. He needs to tell me for 15 minutes the joys of working 3rd shift, while I just want to scream, ”YOU FUCKING MORON!! DON’T YOU REALIZE THAT I AM ON A MISSION OF MERCY HERE? PRESCHOOL-BITCH IS GONNA FUCKING STRANGLE THE PISS OUT OF YOU, PINCH YOUR TOO-BIG-FOR-YOUR-BODY-TYPE-HEAD OFF AND POOP DOWN YOUR FORESHORTENED NECK IF SHE HAS TOO WORK WITH YOU FOR ONE MORE FUCKING WEEK!!! AND STOP IT WITH THE INCESSANT BARRAGE OF PERSONAL QUESTIONS WITHOUT LISTENING TO THE FUCKING ANSWERS!!!”
So anyway, now I feel like I will shortly be involved with some piss-ant Machiavellian-type bullshit as they try to get this silly fucking troglodyte off of 3rd shift and try to get me in. Fuck.
Oh, and as a side note, I won’t be able to get to my cousin’s wedding up north on July 5th, because apparently the veterans at this joint know to put in for vacation on the 1st of fucking January. (Side note #2: Of course my cousin has to have her wedding on July 5th. It just makes sense, doesn’t it? [sigh] dumb-ass day for a wedding.)
ARRRRGGHHHHH!!! ENOUGH WITH THE STAR WARS COMMERCIALS!!! I ALREADY KNOW TOO MUCH YOU FUCKERS!!
OK, it’s my virgin rant. So be gentle. I’m sure it’ll get better w/ time.
(Side note #3: Hi Opal!) (just had to do it!)