Humorous

I find it funny that after working at my job for 2 months & thinking I was getting fired for the past month & a half, I have survived & outlasted so many other people. At least 7 people that I can think of right now have quit/been fired in the past 2 months, yet I keep trucking along like a cockroach or that contestant on "Survivor" who despite the odds never gets voted out.

Apparently 3 more people are getting fired next week: 2 of them work with my on Friday nights & the other being Love Chunks. I also find it funny how in practically every job I've ever worked, regardless of my competency or how much I perceive how much I'm liked, I work myself into a position of knowledge. I always find out things that are shaping up before they are announced. Now we'll just have to wait & see if these firings actually take place.

Tonight was a slow night. The only exciting things that happened were me backing one of the vans into an iron fence at the Narcotic's Anonymous meeting (minus clients) without any damage befalling the van (the fence wasn't so lucky) & one of the girls attempting suicide while the guys were at their meeting. When my partner for the night & I found out, we drove the guys back very slowly so they wouldn't be around when the cops were still there. Homegirl got Baker Acted, too. Dem's is da breaks.

Uh Oh

Drunk. Just kinda. But drunk. By myself. In my bed. Listening to podcasts.

I love beer.

I wish it didn't make me pee as much as it does.

My Mission

It has come to my attention recently (but not for the first time) that I really am not interested in anything. All I do is exist, basically. No hobbies. Nothing. My life consists of school, work, school work, sleeping, internetting, moping, & the occasional reading for pleasure.

My mission: find out what I like to do. Besides talking, because I love that. Find some hobbies. Develop some interests. And who knows, maybe I will get some direction for my life through this.

I've also decided to limit communication with my parents for a while. I definitely think it's the best thing for right now. Besides, if I don't initiate with my dad I won't talk to him for ages & my mom is pretty hit or miss. I just don't need their special brand of "support" right now.

Over The Weekend

Work this weekend was kinda nuts. Nothing of major consequence happened Friday except 2 of the guys were basically requiring a staff member full-time to monitor them since they will not follow the rules. An extra obstacle was also added to the saga of my van driving: rain. And I conquered.

Saturday was weird. I got called in early because the new guy from last weekend got fired for cussing out a client & making a motion like he was jacking off to him. So I ended up working 16 hours on Saturday. The same 2 guys were acting like fools (both are in my age range) & I just got so fed up with them that I just stopped. I did what I needed to do but I'm not getting paid to chase around 2 grown-ass men who refuse to listen.

Sunday...I was already kind of an emotional wreck from some other stuff & find out that my normal partner isn't coming so I'm getting this guy who had already worked 12 hours. I'm starving so I order Chinese food delivery. The delivery guy is an r-tard & is on the phone with me for 18 minutes trying to figure out where my location is. All of this is happening while I'm trying to give the detox clients their meds & talk on the Nextel with my co-worker who is coming in & wants to talk to my supervisor who won't talk to him because he was a jerk to her earlier. So I eventually said, "Fuck it" & handed my phone to a client & told her to tell the guy how to get there. 10 minutes later I finally get my Chinese food.

My co-worker comes in & is mad that I ignored some of his calls, which I explained to no avail. He then went outside & sat outside an apartment & watched TV through an open door, letting the clients do whatever they want. Then he & a client get in a fight & the client comes in to the office crazy pissed because he said my co-worker slammed his fingers in the dryer & tried to turn the other clients against him. I'm just listening to him while giving him his meds & not saying anything one way or the other when my co-worker comes in & they start going at it. I'm just there wishing I could be anywhere else, realizing that I've heard more intelligent fights on MTV. The client was eventually placated & all was good. My co-worker then went to sleep in an apartment while I slept in an office.

Tonight we had a Counselor Assistant staff meeting where nothing constructive was really reached. It seems like everyone hates everyone else, basically. And it seemed like Love Chunks kept looking at me when she was talking about what was going wrong. Then after the meeting I went with my weekend supervisor & normal partner to Applebee's & got some drinks where I was informed by my supervisor that the guy who hired me (who happens to be the maintenance guy) actually didn't want to hire me but did because his boss is friends with one of my professors. He told my supervisor this when she ran in to him at a bar & he was high on coke & drunk as a skunk. Part of me wants to say, "Fuck it" even more but the more spiteful part of me wants to stay & prove their expectations wrong.

On the plus side, I played Mario Kart 64 tonight.

Drugs

So the new guy at work already got fired. No one liked him & he was really rude to the clients. Yesterday while a client was trying to talk to him about his life, my co-worker told him that he was above him & didn't need to listen to him. This turned into a big argument with screaming, cussing, & eventually my co-worker making a gesture as if he was masturbatin'. One of the head people happened to be there, saw it, told the supervisor who called the head supervisor ("Love Chunks", as the clients respectfully refer to her) & he was promptly sent home. I was called in & worked 16 hours last night.

For the most part it went well, aside from 2 guys absolutely refusing to listen to me. They keep wandering around into other peoples' apartments & wearing sleeveless shirts or no shirts at all. Of course last night one guy had 4 of his Trazadone pills stolen, so I'm sure shit is gonna hit the fan regarding that.

And I have a bit of a neck cramp from sleeping on the floor with only my outer shirt as a pillow :(

Tattoo

I went to Target yesterday to buy a few things (such as a new electric razor, seeing as my current one is about 3+ years old & pulls the hair out of my face) when I saw this woman wearing a tank-top who had possibly the nastiest looking back tattoo I'd ever seen (not a tramp stamp). While silently judging her I got a better look.

Not a tattoo.

Definitely a birthmark.

And I am an asshole.

Something New

Today I begin the search for schools where I might begin my nursing adventure. I talked to one of my professors last night & she thinks it's a great idea. She then followed that up by saying that she wasn't doing her job well because she should be encouraging me to stay.

She really helped put things into perspective by reminding me how I'm still young & have time to go off on all of these different excursions before I finally settle down. I'm just worried that I'll end up like my dad, 52 & going back to school for a new career after the past bazillion didn't work out.

Ugh. Life was so much more simple when I was home schooled & was never around anyone.

On another note, I've heard rumblings that I might be moved to working Saturday & Sunday day shift (8am-8pm). I'm pretty apathetic towards it, but now that I might be moving later this summer I don't really care what happens at this job.

Oh yeah! On yet another note, I finally paid off my credit card! Thank God. Seriously.