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That feeling when you have the absolute worst night of your life. Like... absolute worst. Horrible night. Driving home in the middle of a storm trying to figure out a reason to keep living. And then it comes to you.

Well, at least work hired someone new and I'll get a day off, maybe. A day off to think about things. To reassess my life and begin the process of rebuilding.

Then you get to work, and guess what? Your 6.5 days a week shift? Well they just tacked two more shifts onto your schedule this week because a co-worker who works 4 days a week was feeling stressed out and needed time off.

And by the way, they didn't hire anyone this month. Mid-March at the earliest.

...I'm not suicidal. I'm not. Hell I'm not even depressed. I just hate the idea of existence. The concept of being. Because fuck it.

P.S. - On the plus side I don't live in a third world country. I mean. Imagine how shitty it would be to hate life -and- have no food or clothing or air conditioning.

Does it make me a bad person if I was hoping it was the other Paul Ryan?

Security is a really, really good industry to have a job in if you lack any higher education (I have a degree, but fat lot of good it does me) or have medical or social issues. Depending on the post sometimes you just sit in a chair the entire shift and never really deal with people.

All it takes is a clean criminal record for the most part.

I take back whatever nice things I said about my job.

I've been having problems with a log scaler (employed by a separate company, but works in the same booth as me) these past few weeks. She's been making snide little comments about me going to hell for not accepting Jesus, insinuating i'm gay, other sort of quiet little hateful things when there is nobody else around.

Today, I put in my earbuds and turned on my music so I wouldn't have to hear her. I turned the company radio (where we communicate with the mill) up loud so I could hear it over my music. I hear shrieking after a few minutes of this and she is screaming at me to turn the radio down, or she'll -MAKE- me turn it down. I tell her 'What? I can't hear you. The radio is too loud!' A few times. Why? Because -FUCK HER-, that's why.

She gets more riled up. Picks up an industrial log stapler (If you've never seen one, imagine a giant chunk of heavy metal that is designed to punch industrial staples into logs. It's a dangerous tool.) and waves it at me, threatening me with it. Literally waving it at me, not just holding it. Has it over her head and everything. Says if I don't turn the 'goddamn' radio down, she'll make me turn it down or knock me down and turn it down herself.

So I was just physically threatened at work today. About an hour ago. I had to stand with the woman for about 45 minutes waiting for my (late) relief to show up so I could get the hell out of there. I called my bosses about it and it's going up the chain.

Odds are, she won't be punished and nothing will be done. I really, really don't feel comfortable going to work under those conditions. I legitimately felt threatened. People have been telling me 'You should have let her hit you! Then she'd go to jail!'

...I really don't care about her punishment. I don't want giant fucking staples in my head or to be beaten to death by a metal bludgeon. Her going to jail is no fucking consolation if I'm dead or injured. I just want to go to work and not feel like I'm unsafe. I can deal with the racism. The bigotry. The constant insinuations as to my sexuality. The constant snide comments about my lack of religion.

What I can't deal with is feeling like I might be attacked by a co-worker at any time. It's a shitty, shitty situation.

I'll have to talk to my employer about recording equipment. There's a strict no-recording equipment policy at my workplace, we have to sign a little sheet promising to record nothing. Maybe they'll make an exception for personal safety.

@Formula-409 said:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=akL23VhXptc
Dude's panties are shown off too much!

Fuck you. Before I saw that video the world was a better place.

Peeve: Refrigerator Hogging

I share a mini-fridge at work with my co-workers. One person has -three- full sized bottles of salad dressing and two full-sized containers of their 'special low-fat coffee creamer that is just for them' in it. On top of what they bring to work with them.

A few months back, their salad dressing squirted all down the side of the drink holder and made it so nobody could use it for ages. (Because nobody cleaned it. And I'll be damned if I clean up someone else's mess in the fridge.)

Look. You're a fat old woman. You have no need for salad dressing when you eat nothing but deep fried foods. You brought -one- salad to work in the past month. Take your shit home.

It's a shame they won't let anyone else make a WoT TV series.

It would be like GoT only with less incest and more spankings.

I haven't been grumpy, text just doesn't do too well at conveying emotion. Just pretend there's a smiley face after everything I write.

Well, aside from the part about Glee. Glee was really, truly awful.

I think Coin might be one of those 4chan trolls we've been seeing pop up lately.

Ascribing emotions to people based on textual interaction is just about as old-school trolly as you can get.

If it makes you feel better, Corruption, the church I was a part of growing up was entirely vegetarian.

And not even the cool Californian kind of vegetarian. I'm talking fake chicken in a can vegetarian.

My best advice for playing Junkrat? If you get in tight quarters combat MASH ALL THE BUTTONS AND PANIC. It will work like 90% of the time.

Also practice your concussion mine jumping. You can do some amazing stuff with it if you learn it, and it will give you a ton of mobility the hero desperately needs.

Also your tire bomb can jump.

I want to purge your workplace with fire, Cobalt.

Finding out I work for the same company as the guy who did the shootings.

And then having to listen to people joke about us going on shooting rampages.

Assholes.

Or they can bring in another Chekov. Say it's his brother or sister. That might be a more fitting tribute.

Just bad memories.

When you come to the problem of 'how many cats', the answer is always 'more cats'.

To be fair to her, religion is the opiate of the masses. It can work much like a drug and group therapy if you buy into it.

However projecting your religious beliefs on others when you're a government official is wrong.

I've had the same computer since 2008. Before that I had the same computer from 2001-2008.

I feel extremely lucky with computers. It also doesn't hurt that I buy the same brand/model every time I guess.

As for a peeve: Living in the goddamn back woods and having to pick up my online-shopping items from the post office, which is never open on the weekends. Curse you, Etsy.

If you think skinny jeans are bad, try living where I live. They sell two kinds of jeans for guys;

Skinny hipster jeans, obviously, since fuck young people. But worse....

Regular jeans where the waist is bigger than the length. By a lot. I wear a 32-34. All I can find in my area are like.... 40-27, 40-30, 42-32, stuff like that.

It's really, really frustrating. I buy all my clothes online now.