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Not working as a result of SNOWPOCALYPSE: Day 4

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Okay, today is bullshit. I went out driving yesterday, and sure, it’s hazardous in some spots, mostly near my home, but it’s definitely not impossible to get to work today. I’ve been calling my current place of work repeatedly, and as indicative by the lack of pickup at the reception desk, I have to assume that they’re closed, or at least only the overzealous who don’t live far are making it in, working independently. Yesterday, I drove around, and yes, it’s hazardous in some areas, but it’s by no means impossible to get around and about. Four fucking straight days of non-work (as of now), and I’m officially peeved about it.

In a bit of unintentional humor, while watching the news all morning long, gauging the condition of the streets and highways, I learned that it must suck to be the “social media coordinator” for Fox 5 Atlanta, when it comes to acknowledging birthdays of children in a city that’s like 97% black. It’s literally like the scene from Office Space where the Bobs can’t pronounce Samir’s last name, culminating in the classic “not gonna work here anymore” drop.

Happy birthday to Caden L, age 11!
Next up is Dee… on-tay W! Age 12. (D’ontae)
And then we have a happy birthday for…Kuh-lay-ee H, age 10 (Kalei)
Happy birthday, Lacy H, age 13.
Birthday wishes go out to…Shay…Quin-cee-ya W. (Shay’e-Quincya)
And finally, happy birthday to…Duh…zan-nee M. (Dazhan’e)

Seriously, it’s good that you don’t actually see his face when trying to read these names, because I’m sure he’s got the most irritated and agitated look on his face at all these names containing more accent marks and random apostrophes than a Spanish textbook. It’s like parents deliberately name their kids these weird names for the deliberate purpose so that they’re easy to cyber-stalk or monitor them on Facebook because they’re legitimately the only names on the entire planet spelled in such asinine manners.

Not working as a result of SNOWPOCALYPSE: Day 3

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Guess who’s driveway is the one with all the ice that has yet to melt on an incline?  Well, at least it’s not like I’m missing work because of it; there’s nobody at the office today, so it’s not like I could go there, and log hours in an empty office.  But man, this really sucks that this is currently three days in which I haven’t been getting paid.  I fear I might have to dip into my savings yet again to supplement some of my upcoming bills.

In other news, Capital One sucks.  Given my recent financial woes, I’m forced to lean on a credit card to get my car fixed, and just to get some breathing room, I figured it would be a good time to increase my limit; I was denied over the phone, with no definitive answer, and was promised one in the upcoming letter, ten business days later.  The letter arrived, and gave me the same lack of definitive answer.  My only theory is that I’m a “bad” customer, because my card up until recently, has been responsibly paid, zeroed out, and I’m not a frivolous spender who can easily be “trapped” into debt.  Either way, this morning, a courtesy call came from Capital One, asking if I was happy with them, to which I literally laughed at the phone, and told him my plight.  The phone representative made absolutely no effort to retain my business when I basically told them that as soon as I find another appealing offer, that I am transferring my remaining balance, and future money elsewhere.  I guess they don’t want customers.

A conundrum

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The hand that has been feeding me throughout the last three years is now seriously jeopardizing my immediate future.  Aside from the earnest, honest approach to the situation, I don’t know what to do, if things do take the worst-case scenario.

In other news, my replacement wheel still has not arrived, and I am still driving around on a god damn donut.  At this, I am perturbed, but my morale is still not all lost, because I am currently working, and am still under the belief that 2011 is going to be a much better year.

As a whole, 2010 sucked. Good Riddance.

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I often think it is cliche the way people sum up entire years, this time of year, but then again, it’s so often done when things aren’t very good.  I can be fortunate to say that I haven’t really had too many bad years as wholes, and the last one that genuinely comes to mind is back in like 2002.  With all that in mind, in the pessimistic world we live in, I suppose it simply is easier to blabber about something when it’s more like a trainwreck than a sappy, warm, feel-good story.

In a nutshell, 2010 has sucked great big, gigantic, sweaty goat balls, overall.  I’m ecstatic to see that it’s mercifully coming to a close, and I’m praying that 2011 treats me, and treats Jen a whole lot better than 2010 did, because I’m not sure if I’ll have enough black hairs left to turn white by the end of next year if this shit keeps up.  With great trepidation, I clench my anoos, fearing that there’s still time for more discouraging, cringe-inducing bullshit to occur, and as evidenced by recent events, there’s no such thing as coasting to the finish.

But not to say that 2010 was 100% pure rubbish.  There were a few good things that happened this year.  And to start off this conclusive post on a positive note, let’s get the good shit out of the way so I can talk about all the shitty shit that happened that most people are more intrigued about anyway:

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Only three more days

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It was naive of me to be optimistic, driving down I-285 at 55 mph exactly on cruise control as irate drivers and semis raced past me, that I wouldn’t have to do this again under such circumstances.  After all, the shop had called me to let me know that my new wheel had arrived, and that as long as I arrived before 5:00 p.m., the new wheel could be installed.  So I left BBC three hours short of a full day despite the fact that I need the hours and I need the money, because having a safe car to drive is slightly higher priority in order to facilitate the pursuit of the hours and money in the future.  Only to be told after waiting for 90 minutes that the wheel they received was not the correct fucking wheel for my fucking vehicle and that I would not be leaving the shop with a new fucking wheel but instead still on the fucking donut that I fucking drove in fucking on.

I like to tell myself that I’m a fairly even-keeled person, but I’m not going to sugarcoat the fact that right now, I’m boiling-over livid.  Under these circumstances, I don’t care if it was the shop, or Mazda, but the bottom line is that there was a mistake somewhere in the process, and I’m the only fucking party that is going to suffer as a result of it. And not just the $450 it’s going to cost me to replace the fucking wheel, but now the fact that I’m going to have to forfeit even more hours at a place that actually pays a good rate, because someone, somewhere, fucked up, due to incompetence, stupidity, or both, and there is going to be no accountability for the situation, and the only one who loses money is fucking me.  Some warehouse idiot motherfucker isn’t going to lose his job over a careless error, and certainly someone at the shop who may or may not have fed Mazda incorrect information isn’t going to lose their job over a potential careless error.  But I have to miss more hours of work in order to take my fucking lemon of a fucking car back to the fucking shop, so that I can get a new fucking wheel put on this piece of shit.  How is this even fair?  I’m not the one who made any mistakes in this situation.  The people who did aren’t going to get their pay docked, and I’m going to not make as much money as I need to, because of them.  I know I’m not fucking perfect, and I make mistakes too, in my profession.  But often times, there are paid proofreaders to ensure that my mistakes don’t go on to cost the end clients a lot of money.  I’m beginning to wonder why other lines of work don’t have proofreaders; it’s becoming transparently apparent that other occupations could use some fuck-up prevention in their process, and the country certainly needs jobs.

I’m a very naive person, apparently.  I give the benefit of the doubt to people far too often, and as a result, I’m often disappointed at the results.  Here’s a New Year’s Resolution for 2011: start assuming more people are fucking idiot retards until proven differently.  Because when the world of strangers inevitably disappoints me, at least I won’t be upset as a result of surprise.

Conclusions from World Championship Wrestling #2

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For the last seven business days, I was back working at WCW, but this time in the Power Plant, and not for Saturday Night. This was very pleasing to me to simply be back there, and I’m admittedly a little sad that my second go-around is over after just two weeks, and not like the 15-month stint the first time around. But regardless, I enjoyed my time back on familiar grounds again, and who the hell knows what lies ahead for my wacky freelance career that doesn’t seem to end.

But anyway, without giving up too much information, basically, I did a ton of research for pretty much every NCAA school. I’ve learned of schools that I didn’t even know even existed, as well as discovering the various mascots and colors used throughout the country’s vast network of colleges. And here are some conclusions from my recent assignment:

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