Alright, so I recently had a series of misfortunes. And it was ... TMI type stuff.

Torre82

Moderator \ Jannie
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So I'm gonna imitate Dino Velvet and just make a topic about it.

So, at the barebones level.. TL;DR... you know how you would never wish certain things upon someone?
So here are a few things that just happened in the last hour, and I wouldnt wish any of them on anyone. Except maybe the cat stuff:

Get knock on the door from a friend that is so drunk, so wants to drink WITH YOU.. that they do that shit at midnight and dont realize why you are angry.

Suddenly feel immense nausea, donate a stomach full of mucus to the trash-can-gods. Cat jumps off the bed and circles your legs and wonders why his human keeps doing this intoxication thing on the weekends. Better rub all over his ankles and whine while he does his thing. Wait nevermind he just pulled some of my food out of the fridge and told me 'HERE IS YOUR SHIT, STOP FOR FIVE MINUTES'. So he probably wants me to meow at him in 2 minutes. GOT IT. *cat wink*

Wake up, too hot, allergies in full effect. Sneeze. Snot. JESUS FUCK DO I GOTTA CHUG SOME CLARITIN UNTIL THIS ENDS?!

Send friend away. Now I'm awake, and its okay cuz I was having some vivid-assed-dreams about Yolandi Visser, anyway. Need to rub one out.

Start the rubbins. Start farting up a storm.. gawdammit can this wait? I just need to bust and then we can go to the.. *gurgle* R U FKING SRS NOW I NEED TO PROJECTILE-DOOK?!?!?

*angrily trudges to the toilet*

*finishes, pulls.. maybe just FOUR squares of TP from my dispenser*

Ugh.. my roommates are such shitbags..

*trudges back to the room, uses some dirty goddammit laundry to wipe*

*sits in chair, looks over* Cat.. you were just fed. Stop that staring-whining thing.

*still have not resumed rubbins, needed to vent that my version of midnight really, REALLY sucks*

*looks over at clock* And I have a 12 hour shift in about 5 hours.
 
Hope you feel better and have a pleasant day at work tomorrow. I was trying to relate to some of it but had difficulty with the roommate and work stuff since I refuse to have roommates or one of those job thing-a-ma-jigs. Maybe better for you to work a 5 hour shift in 12 hours. Just an idea.

I do love kitties though and have 2 that are boy and girl litter-mates. I spoil the crap out of those little rascals.

Now I've started to eat cereal again. I'm confused because Frosted Flakes go in but Lentil Soup comes out. I think I may have found an instructional meme on the internet.

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Supafly

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Damn, I hope you get through that sickness, soon. It appears that you can't call in sick at your job, you should think about that, is there a way to change that? It is bad practice to let sick people come to work, here in Europe, it is automatic to go tro the doctor, and he issues a "Yellow Ticket", for the company, so they know you are really sick.

And your cat probably felt bad for you, they try to help their humans. Be nice.

Ultimately, I guess you should, as you began, consider dropping alcohol from your life. Best of luck
 

Torre82

Moderator \ Jannie
Staff member
Damn, I hope you get through that sickness, soon. It appears that you can't call in sick at your job, you should think about that, is there a way to change that? It is bad practice to let sick people come to work, here in Europe, it is automatic to go tro the doctor, and he issues a "Yellow Ticket", for the company, so they know you are really sick.

And your cat probably felt bad for you, they try to help their humans. Be nice.

Ultimately, I guess you should, as you began, consider dropping alcohol from your life. Best of luck

Thank you. Belatedly. :)

So, even though this is after the fact, and not exactly asked for, I'm gonna explain myself to some of the few people I .. I dunno, tolerate?

So I work at a place, and I'm kind of... this inbetween guy at a facility that, you could say.. isnt quite a 'mission' (where the homeless dudes go) and it isnt quite the VA (but lots of veterans roll through here) and it isnt quite D.O.C.-assist, but it also is.
Like.. department of corrections either calls, comes through or arrests people daily or weekly.
So between the hobo, the veterans with problems or the felons.. the place sucks. But it also doesnt.

I mean, you know when you find a place where the people can be so very real, so shitty, so fucked up or so ... batshit insane.. that even if you lose the sleep or hate humanity, you are still actually doing some good? or trying?

I know, I probably sound random AF. Or tired. Or like I'm mad at .. I dunno? My own cat, my neighbors, my 'clients' (When a d00d is on probation/parole, the officer calls them 'clients'. How tf are they a client? Because they are paying you weekly fees and you do the 'cop knock' BAM BAM BAM at 7 in the morning? Anyway..

Its just been a tough week, thats all.
Sleep hasnt been coming through, but thats my usual. (Used to be an EMT. Used to do a lotta things that kept me up. Used to care for people and have patience for the fuckups in the world. But with more sirens.. drugs, and.. actually no I still got the same amount, if I think about it.. ugh..)

The real issue is just never letting it show that the shit is getting to you. I got so many conflicting guys all in the same spot that it just gets difficult.
You got a guy over here that knows the issue, you got a guy over here who cant 'adult' because he spent 14 years in prison.. you got a best friend who was an 11Bravo who you can hang out with, but jesus.. finding the time to even do that, when both of us work 70-90 hour weeks...

I guess, at the end of the day, when you can shrug it off but still be like .. hey, remember 2016? We never did get around to watching caddyshack. You wanna put that on the agenda? And you laugh, like as if we're ever gonna find time.. make a post at the place and not be batshit or too angry about things.. its all okay.

Who was it, Whitney or Mariah.. I think, that said.. "It isnt alright, but its okay."

P.S. Not your problem. Not your business, not cool of me to even make a post about some of my crap. But hey. Thanks.
 

Supafly

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Looks like we are much more alike than we realized. I have worked in the social sector for something like thirty years, first as a freelance hand, then, after getting my official training over three years, and my certificate as a "Staatlich Anerkannter Erzieher" ("Federally Accepted Social Worker", something like that), I had worked in several areas, with children and young teens in a foster home, in kindergarten, in a Daycare Center for People with Severe Handicaps, in a Open Youth Center, where I worked with young men from a street gang, and others,

I understand where you come from, and I couldn't stzay home, too.

But I also had my burnout and my breakdown as an alccoholic, because I used the booze to let off frustration, aggression, etc.

Don't fall in that trap, brother. Take care of yourself, and don't wreck yourself in the process of being the "Angel of Harlem" (Or wherever you are)
 

Supafly

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Bronze Member
Funny you mention Whitney. While in rehab, 6 years ago, I finally understood, what she sang about in "The Greatest Love of All"

And that is what I found, and that is, I suspect, what you need to find, too.

You are a ssarcastic and have such a black sense of humour, you should not lose the humour, but you need to lose the bitterness and the darkness.

 

xfire

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The real issue is just never letting it show that the shit is getting to you.

Life is like facebook, that's why facebook is so popular, it's the ones with the perfect life profiles that are probably going through the most shit.
 
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