Having someone care enough to support me, trust me, and help me.
I am so beyond grateful, that it breaks my brain.
Having someone care enough to support me, trust me, and help me.
I am so beyond grateful, that it breaks my brain.
Once I move, there will be an Etsy or... something. I suck at setting things up. But I have zero room with everything as it is, atm.
@derp And apparently today is also Charles' wedding anniversary with Camilla.
Dear bank that holds the car loan.
I should not have to log out of the app, log into the website and then call your customer service line, to try and be able to fucking pay you the money.
I am on hold, and the rage is growing.
When your second job has utterly shit auto dialer software - you tell your team lead when it's lagging, not completing a cycle, what have you. You keep him updated.
He bitches and tells you to restart. A million times. So when it does it again, you tell him and close it out to restart it... and he demands you screen share. But there's nothing to show him, and he flips shit, and calls a more senior supervisor into the chat, and tells her that you just refuse to let him help you ...
Fuck you, dude.
@ganymede Your daughter in grade 1 is taller than I was until middle school.
I too, had an anger issue. I was a little raging Wolverine, at times when I got pushed too far. (who knew being abused would make me lash out. /s ) (That is obviously not her reason.)
But yeah. I remember some guy was starting with my older brother, when I was out with him somewhere. Getting in his face, and my brother was trying to defuse the whole thing, and telling the dude he was there with his little sister, his beef would have to wait.
I was 12 at the time, my brother was 17. I was like.. 4'7" ish? (I didn't hit five foot until junior year of high school) I marched up, because the guy was talking shit, saying my brother was a liar and just a chicken.
I may have taken it upon myself to slide right between them...and punch the dude in the goods. And then slapped him when he hunched over. My brother was shocked, speechless. All the other guys around? DYING with laughter. My brother's friends thought I was the best little bitch around, lemme tell you. I hung out with them a LOT, and didn't realize them all adopting me wasn't normal for a 12 year old with a bunch of teenagers.
But yeah. I hope girl unleashes righteous fury, if they don't leave boy alone. Siblings can pick on each other, but should fight like hell if anyone else does.
ETA: Jesus I haven't thought of that incident in years. I'm gonna go call my brother now. I have no idea why I'm all teary eyed.
@ortallus DOUBLE up on FUCK THAT SHIT.
A netflix series? SRSLY?
@ortallus Oh hey, let's pick a bunch of conventionally gorgeous people what could fit in on any CW show, and let them talk and talk and get attached to people in a bubble, and then cause drama in RL?
FUCK THIS SHIT.
And oh hey. My sister just posted a picture of her, my stepmom, and my other sister all together and posing this morning.
Fuck.
@kestrel See, my stepmom was abusive. Still is, in ways. But it was beat into my head family=everything.
I, logically, know better. But she owns the house I grew up in. She has the few things of my dad's that I want, and she keeps promising my sisters to give me.
@ortallus It's one full time, and one part time. Thankfully, both of them are WFH because I wouldn't be able to do it, otherwise I would have imploded long ago.
@Aria Mmmm BPAL. They honestly are the ones that got me making different scents, and I fell in love with it - making it into soaps and bath salts and bath bombs. I really, really want to save up for a set of their DnD scents again.
@Ominous Hmm. If it is patrolled by the cops - I should have no issue. Big brother is one of them. I will have to look.
But I don't think Boss would lean - he's very much "We are contractors, not county employees"
I've been getting by at work with my pain, etc. I crash when I get home a lot, for at least an hour, but.. I manage. It's not really living, but you do what you have to , to pay the bills.
Then there's today - frigid outside, spent hours in the car yesterday without any sort of rest stops to stretch (That weren't located in stupid whiteout spots), so my body is like Fuuuuuuuuuuck youuuuuuuu Macha. You're not going anywhere today.
Boss tells me to call him when I make it in. Uh... Good thing he got that medical accommodation letter from my doctor yesterday, telling him sometimes the pain is just too big to function around.