First it was work. It always starts with work. One of the shelves were broken, and of course I was told to fix it. Well, after about 30 mins I just got so frustrated I ask my boss for help. Well, dude just told me to be smarter than the shelf and just figure it out.
Well the teeth on the damn thing was stripped to hell and I just told him that he should see if he can fix it. Took him about 20 mins fiddling with the damn thing and just told be to replace the side thingy.....See. It wasn't because of me was the reason why the shelf wouldn't stay on the damn wall. It was the shelf itself. >_<
Then because of that fiasco and also having to change out a display....I was like an hour behind on everything I was suppose to do. And because I work with FANTASTIC people....I kept getting harassed.
And not to mention I haven't been able to get off work on time all week.
But still, I tried to look at the bright side and by the time I got off and went outside I was happy! The sun was out. It was nice and warm with a slight breeze....I got home and just sat in my car for a good 20 mins before I actually went inside.
I really hate coming home. I get yelled at for dumb shit, everyone bugs me, people ask me stupid questions that have obvious answers. And not to mention I hate almost everyone who lives in this house.
So its only been about two hours since I got home and I want to shoot myself in the eye. Yay me.
Why can't life be butterflies and fucking rainbows???
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