Another fun narrative guys, but this time we are going to take a step back and take a look into my work life and all the drama going down that path. Not sure where I left off, and that might leave some of you who do know where we left off all types of confused, but bear with me I am only going to write about the most current events for everyone to get perspective into where I'm at right now. This is kind of like "dog days", but definitely more satirical.
Lets fast forward to my last three days under what we call at work "the firehouse". Now under The firehouse , I would do what we call repack. Basically what I did was repackage the inventory to make sure it was all set up when it got to the assembly line. Now my supervisor at this point in time was Roman Oskard, he was a very intense man at first. I got use to him and I enjoyed his work ethic. Things did not really go sour until Howards took over; ever since he and his assistant Marisol took over everything went south and what was once a team turned into a scattered group of individuals trying to figure out who their real friends are.
Howard was callous with an even more callous sense of humor. He always came down hard and condescending and the man could not even show up on time to save his life, that also goes for his buddy Marisol, they were definitely a pair that could not be separated. Similar to Roman and Darrel in that dynamic duo sense. Her on the other hand, she was only eye candy and hardly understanding. She would challenge anyone who would try to disrespect her intellectually, she did not even have to do that. I found out later on down the line that she was really close with the department's area manager. The problem with that connection (if not so apparent) is that if you give her a reason to, she could light a fire under your ass too quick.
I remember her getting into it with Rojelio. I guess the story goes he screamed at her because she was on her high horse with the usual attitude, and he was NOT having it that day. It's one of Marisol's less interesting features, and then again someone's bad qualities are usually less interesting. I would not say she was arrogant, but she definitely felt entitled. However, who wouldn't when you're fucking the supervisor. He was her baseline defense, but we all know she has the area manager in her pocket as well so we don't even bother. She gets her fair share of being made fun of when it came to her nasal high tone and mousey squeak, especially when she got mad. WE BEGGED for her to shut up most days and there's no other way to do that, then well....stay out of her way.
I often viewed Howard as a politician, because this was who the workers made him out to be, especially Leo, who was riding the first class train when it came to being on the wrong side of the team. He had a sense of humor and I guess that was favorable, but I never saw Howard as the joking type. When he did, it was cold and awkward. He was quick to beat his chest at work and that rubbed a lot of people the wrong way. I was confused about how casual he was being when it came down to the rumors of him cheating on his wife for the lead. I am quite sure it did bother him, but his exterior was pretty dense. It's when they took over the team is when I started landing myself in hot water. Marisol came on too strong and she was too frantic on her first day, she couldn't even bother to get my name right.
Trying to assert myself, I head over to Howard and I let him know about the inconvenience of my name (considering it happened twice). He explained to me that it was a simple mistake and he will fix the roster and he also told me to give her a chance before I decide to pass judgment. Things were turning out fine until one day after Marisol starts harassing me about my parts and the way I set up my station. I exchange a few words, and she gets the hint and backs off. It goes on like this for a few days. Sadly what I did not know was that it was going to affect where I go on the team. I did not realize the greatest mistake I made until they yanked me from my comfort zone into a war zone called zone 2. Once over there, I cried and I took a step back and opened my eyes. Now I was determined to get out of this mess!
TO BE CONTINUED.........
Real life happens, I guess you could say its the order that it happens that makes the magic.
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
Sunday, September 2, 2018
I take the "ILY" out of family pt 2: All tea all shade
Now I told you this was going to be a to be continued post didnt I? I know we had some some gaps and fillers in-between but where we left off was mom fiancé being hauled away in the back of a police car then I hit you with that big daunting to be continued cliche but anyways heres the second half to the tale.
Me and roiland are sitting in the car posted as we look through the rear view mirror. We see everyone standing outside in a panic and all I could see was my love crouching into the vehicle. Me and Roiland sat there talking as we waited silently in the dark. I was feeling empty on the side and I knew if I got out of the car I would have made situation worse. So I had to sit there and keep my cool as me and Roiland decidedly figured it out. Within minuets we see a cop making his way to the car and in a panic we stiff up and tried to air out the car just in case. I was definitely prepared to get another ticket for my tags but my first thought was they were going to get me on drugs and reckless driving.
The cop knocks on my window and explains to me what is going on with my fiancé. He also preceeds to tell me that my fiancé willingly got into the car. I look at him and because its 2018 I take his words with a grain of salt. The cop tells us to go home and that he had his phone and he will contact me when he gets to the see the doctor. I frantically start texting once the cops walks off and me and Roiland take off the other way. We land ourselves driving around town until Daniel lets me know he'sgoing to the local hospital inpatient psych ward so we speed off and make it there hoping he would get let out within the hour.
Me and Roiland pull up to the emergency room parking and we wait as I continue to get details from Daniel on the ongoing situation. He tells me all he needs is an evaluation and he should be good to come home, however none of us knew what that would take so we waited. Me and Roiland sat in the car and he let me vent about the whole situation. We smoked in-between and we kept level heads until we both got tired and started falling asleep (keep in mind it was 5am). We smoke a little bit and joke. I pass out and then wake up to a bright shining morning and people scattered about the parking lot. Daniel was still in and he wasn't getting out anytime soon it seemed like.
I had to still get all of my stuff from Daniels place so he arranged that his family would give me some things. I bring Roiland along just in case. We pull up and everything seemed totally uniform he had let them know I had arrived so I continue on and I park and before im even done locking my phone I see his mom pull into the driveway as if she was about to catch her man sleeping around. Not sure what the commotion is about so I continue to sit there. She tried to verbalize something through the glass and confused me and Roiland sit there and look at her and then look at each other as if she had spoken some sort of foreign language to us. She didnt seem hostiles ok I let it be.
Seconds later you see his sister slink her way out of the house. She dares not look in my direction, I continue not to care as I watch them drag bags and bags of my stuff from the RV sitting in the driveway. I can only hope to myself that they dont have rats and or destructive spiders of the sorts. I get an Idea that maybe I should go through the bags....well it wasn't really and idea it was more so of just my OCD kicking in so I figured better safe then another freak out moment. I get out of the car and I pull one of the bags out. Everything is going fine until I catch wind from one of them that cops are on the way. I was a little upset considering I wasn't acting out or anything, so in a panic I take one of the bags nod I dump it out (seems kind of dumb I know but when dealing with OCD you are going to have alot of these moments.
Roiland gets out with me and he does most of the talking, I hear nothing but whispers as I try to keep a mental note of what potentially might be missing. Roiland is picking everything up and putting in a bag as I stand there and watch my back. I guess you could say it was fair especially since I figured out I was being recorded. So this is what modern day racism feels like. I wanted to start giving off a list of things I was missing and the first thing I could thing of the cube to my charger, so I ask Roiland to ask them if they can retreive it for me. His sister slinks off back in to the house and theres an awkward silence outside as I let Roiland put the things in the car. Even he was in rush, cops \are no laughing matter.
His sister makes her way back to the house and gives Roiland my cube. They continued to stay where they were and whisper and giggle at me. It was like high school all over again. I kept my cool and proceeded on with things there was some back and forth banter as his mom tried walking in my direction. Startled I told her to back off, they of course got a kick out of that and proceeded to record and laugh. I could only imagine where the video ended up. Stood there for a second waiting to make sure I got everything but with 3 people rushing you to leave you kind of loose your train of thought. I finally came to and really soaked in how these lab rats were sizing me up. These were the popular girls that PEAKED and boy was it PATHETIC.
I walk back around to the driver side and I get in I can feel the eyes ripping my skin off but I didnt care I wasn't going to stoop down to their level in any given way so I put my seatbelt on and searched for a song I could throw in their faces. I came across "Hi bich" by Danielle Bregoli aka Bhad Bhabie (I know feel free to crucify me but I have guilty pleasure damn it) I turned my phone up before I pressed play. I had Roiland in my ear but I zoned him out and I powered the car on. I had the windows down and as soon as the bridge hits I turn and I look at them through the window I smile and I wave at them "Hi bitch" I giggle as I whip the car and speed off like the asshole I am.
Laughing all the way there me and Roiland pull into the nearest Raleys and we hand out in the parking lot as I beat my chest in confidence. I let him know I couldn't be defeatedand that the whole situation bullshit and all will never really reach me and I think thats the best part. I wasn't really regretting anything.
Moral to the story: The same boiling water that softens the potato, hardens the egg its not the circumstances its what you're made of
by the way theres more lol TO BE CONTINUED...
Me and roiland are sitting in the car posted as we look through the rear view mirror. We see everyone standing outside in a panic and all I could see was my love crouching into the vehicle. Me and Roiland sat there talking as we waited silently in the dark. I was feeling empty on the side and I knew if I got out of the car I would have made situation worse. So I had to sit there and keep my cool as me and Roiland decidedly figured it out. Within minuets we see a cop making his way to the car and in a panic we stiff up and tried to air out the car just in case. I was definitely prepared to get another ticket for my tags but my first thought was they were going to get me on drugs and reckless driving.
The cop knocks on my window and explains to me what is going on with my fiancé. He also preceeds to tell me that my fiancé willingly got into the car. I look at him and because its 2018 I take his words with a grain of salt. The cop tells us to go home and that he had his phone and he will contact me when he gets to the see the doctor. I frantically start texting once the cops walks off and me and Roiland take off the other way. We land ourselves driving around town until Daniel lets me know he'sgoing to the local hospital inpatient psych ward so we speed off and make it there hoping he would get let out within the hour.
Me and Roiland pull up to the emergency room parking and we wait as I continue to get details from Daniel on the ongoing situation. He tells me all he needs is an evaluation and he should be good to come home, however none of us knew what that would take so we waited. Me and Roiland sat in the car and he let me vent about the whole situation. We smoked in-between and we kept level heads until we both got tired and started falling asleep (keep in mind it was 5am). We smoke a little bit and joke. I pass out and then wake up to a bright shining morning and people scattered about the parking lot. Daniel was still in and he wasn't getting out anytime soon it seemed like.
I had to still get all of my stuff from Daniels place so he arranged that his family would give me some things. I bring Roiland along just in case. We pull up and everything seemed totally uniform he had let them know I had arrived so I continue on and I park and before im even done locking my phone I see his mom pull into the driveway as if she was about to catch her man sleeping around. Not sure what the commotion is about so I continue to sit there. She tried to verbalize something through the glass and confused me and Roiland sit there and look at her and then look at each other as if she had spoken some sort of foreign language to us. She didnt seem hostiles ok I let it be.
Seconds later you see his sister slink her way out of the house. She dares not look in my direction, I continue not to care as I watch them drag bags and bags of my stuff from the RV sitting in the driveway. I can only hope to myself that they dont have rats and or destructive spiders of the sorts. I get an Idea that maybe I should go through the bags....well it wasn't really and idea it was more so of just my OCD kicking in so I figured better safe then another freak out moment. I get out of the car and I pull one of the bags out. Everything is going fine until I catch wind from one of them that cops are on the way. I was a little upset considering I wasn't acting out or anything, so in a panic I take one of the bags nod I dump it out (seems kind of dumb I know but when dealing with OCD you are going to have alot of these moments.
Roiland gets out with me and he does most of the talking, I hear nothing but whispers as I try to keep a mental note of what potentially might be missing. Roiland is picking everything up and putting in a bag as I stand there and watch my back. I guess you could say it was fair especially since I figured out I was being recorded. So this is what modern day racism feels like. I wanted to start giving off a list of things I was missing and the first thing I could thing of the cube to my charger, so I ask Roiland to ask them if they can retreive it for me. His sister slinks off back in to the house and theres an awkward silence outside as I let Roiland put the things in the car. Even he was in rush, cops \are no laughing matter.
His sister makes her way back to the house and gives Roiland my cube. They continued to stay where they were and whisper and giggle at me. It was like high school all over again. I kept my cool and proceeded on with things there was some back and forth banter as his mom tried walking in my direction. Startled I told her to back off, they of course got a kick out of that and proceeded to record and laugh. I could only imagine where the video ended up. Stood there for a second waiting to make sure I got everything but with 3 people rushing you to leave you kind of loose your train of thought. I finally came to and really soaked in how these lab rats were sizing me up. These were the popular girls that PEAKED and boy was it PATHETIC.
I walk back around to the driver side and I get in I can feel the eyes ripping my skin off but I didnt care I wasn't going to stoop down to their level in any given way so I put my seatbelt on and searched for a song I could throw in their faces. I came across "Hi bich" by Danielle Bregoli aka Bhad Bhabie (I know feel free to crucify me but I have guilty pleasure damn it) I turned my phone up before I pressed play. I had Roiland in my ear but I zoned him out and I powered the car on. I had the windows down and as soon as the bridge hits I turn and I look at them through the window I smile and I wave at them "Hi bitch" I giggle as I whip the car and speed off like the asshole I am.
Laughing all the way there me and Roiland pull into the nearest Raleys and we hand out in the parking lot as I beat my chest in confidence. I let him know I couldn't be defeatedand that the whole situation bullshit and all will never really reach me and I think thats the best part. I wasn't really regretting anything.
Moral to the story: The same boiling water that softens the potato, hardens the egg its not the circumstances its what you're made of
by the way theres more lol TO BE CONTINUED...
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