Random acts of karmic insanity
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ok after last night s random bitching i figured i should post again.
Went to work today and acctually didnt ahve to move at all on teusday thursday and every second friday i get an office...a sweet office witha nice veiw of downtown. its better than nothing so really its mondays and wednesdays that im allowed to be cranky lol

So also i finished up my data enrty and now im working on double checking my datda so we can start analyisis this week. So im walking though where my old area was and the new girls are working and there talking about what theere working on and i realize that its all the incredibly TEDIOUS!! stuff that i did for the first couple of months last summer...they got my spot but they also got all my ollf bitch work (and trust me its really bitch work) while im working on something really important so ya kudos for me im awsome!

Oh and here is my horoscope for this week creepy!
"the proverb warns that you should not bite the hand that feeds you." "But maybe you should, if it prevents your form feeding yourself." so said the critic of psychiatry thomas Szasz.
he was urging us to think about how our dependence on seemingly benevolent providers might paralyze our free will and interfere with our ability to take care of ourselves. In the song 'the hand that feeds' trent reznorexpressesa further dount about the proverb. He implys that the hand that feeds us may supply us with stuff that doesnt norish us and that it is tainted by the supplier's motivations. "will u stay down on your knees or will you bite the hand that feeds".
its a good time to re-evaluate your relationship with athority figures who purport to be helping you.

intense

I get to jax and its kinda sort of busy and i see some guy walk in and go straight to the bathroom..i got a wierd vibe formt he guy but it gets busy again so i forget about it. 45 min later he basically bolts out of the bathroom and i see from his face and eyes that hes higher than a kite. so getting morebad vibes i check on the mensrooma nd its fucking trashed and disgusting (not to go into details) and the toilet is broken so i clean that all up and put an out of order sign on the door.
(and yes im kinda cranky)
its a slow day and so i start cleaning up and half an hour to close 4 soccer moms in training (aka yuppeis that are festering into new forms) so they want food but the grill has been shut of for an hour so they decide to get nachos and a whole bunch of deserts. they pay with a card the totalwas 30 bucks not tip... so im in the middle of my ejnd of the night clean up and ther asking for me to do all this extra stuff for them...at first i dont mind but then they ask for more and more and more. there all really rude about stuff too and im trying to be charming but after working 15 hours im getting pooped plus having such a huge order so late is totaly messing up my closeso they leave after we close up and i start to clean up the table and then im pissed! they didnt even tip me i was livid..so i go to the back to talk to some regualrs that i nknow really well and start bitching about the ladies that just left and so im bitching and there acking me up and i go to clean up the rest of the table and find a 5dollar bill crumpled in a napkin that im about to chuck.

boy did i feel like an asshole!
so karmically i know im gonna eb fucked for saying all that stuff.
so i finished my close about a half an hour later than usual and my boss and the regulars are debating about weather its better to be lied to or cheated one (uggg that was a painful convo) i get in my car get it started and i see a psychics calling card onder my windsheild wiper. wierd

i pull it off and out of the dark comes this huge vehicle at my car it brights were blinding me (almost seemd like something out of a david lynch movie) so this sketchy bronco pulls up and this sketchy guy gets out and tells me this storey about being a down on his luck electrician from fort saskatchewan. He said he lost his wallet and needed some gass money to get home.

i had a check for a thousand bucks in my wallet and i really dint want to get mugged (thank u income tax return ) so i give him a toonie through a crack in my wondow hoping he'll go away. He says thanks and hops in his truck on his way. (after asking for a smoke of course!)

it was probbaly a scam but i wouldnt have been able to live with myself if it was true and i didnt help

and now i must sleep!