Okay, this is getting to be just a bit old... I had to go to the hospital again this morning due to another ruptured cyst on my blasted ovary. This is too much. I'm doped up on 3 different injections right now, and if I didn't keep correcting every mistake I made as I noticed it, this blog would be unreadable. So I'm going to go ahead and get the pills they prescribed me this time; maybe if I had done it the first time I wouldn't have had to o back ><! I still have to stop by work to turn in my doctor's note since I'm supposed to work tonight but that's just not happening. I can't legally drive right now. Nojuan is driving for me.

I also keep having trouble with my eyelids. They're too heavy for my poor facial muscles to hold them up, which is another reason I'm glad Nojuan is driving me right now. I had him drop me off since it took forever last time, but they got me in right away sicne no one was in the waiting room anf then they made me wait for him to be there before they would give me anything for the pain. How rude.

Oh, ha, last night Chuck caught my deadpan face. Not caught it himself, but caught it in action. Want to laugh? Read on.

So, the fox and I were talking about how the new manager wants to cross-train all employees, which means us drivers would also be in charge of making food sometimes. I'm always busy doing other prep, stock,and work items to where there is never a point I could hop on the make line to learn anything. I'm not saying I won't do it, accept the cross-training that is, but I am saying I'll never be over there enough to remember everything I learned in the cross-training so I don't think it's a good idea. There has never been a time where anyone I was opening with asked me to help them make food because they always have it under control themselves and two people being over there would just put me in the way. He agrees with me.

Sidenote: Chuck is one of the few co-workers I like and get along with all the time. If I have mentioned this before and I'm currently just repeating myself, forgive me. It's the drugs they put in me.

So, while we're talking about this, we're alost done when the chihuahua (yes Stephanie) came around the corner and asked what we were talking about. Shoving my tongue in my cheek I explained what we were talking about and then she opened her mouth. Keep in mind, she's been there for YEARS.

"I don't think the drivers should be cross-trained because it could effect our efficiency. I mean, we already do so much, adding on more information would just make us forget some of the things we already know. It's just too much to put on our plates and we never go near there anyway. I think we shouldn't do it because it'll just mess us up."

The minute the first part of that sentence leaves her mouth I just give her this look. It's my look that I usually only give people in my head, but she spewed forth so much stupid that my look came out. The best picture I could find to represent it was this one:



And finally, she stopped talking and walked away. The whole time she's talking and I'm giving her that look, Chuck is standing there and I can see out of the corner of my eye, he's looking at her and then to me, and back to her and just like me, he doesn't say one word to her. But he comes to me, puts his hand on my shoulder, laughing, and says to me, "Lily, you were giving her one hell of a shitty look." Of course he's enjoying it because like me, he can't stand her stupid teacup guts.

I mean seriously, if you can't multi-task without forgetting stuff you've known for YEARS then maybe, just MAYBE you should try to move on and find a different job. You don't belong here.

Anyway, I need to get to work so I can turn in my doctor's note and see if I can find someone to cover my shift.

Signing off,
Lily

So my gram is going into surgery today for her hip. I'm worried about her because she didn't sound like she was expecting it go good. I'm also not happy about her going into a damn home after her surgery so she can recover there instead of her own home. I don't know, maybe I'm just upset over nothing. I need something to get my mind off of it, any suggestions?

Sorry this blog is going to be so short today, I'm just not... I'm not feeling it right now. It's not what I need, but I don't know what I do need... Only what I don't.

Signing off,
Lily

What...in the Hell...am I going to do with my grandma? This damn woman fell, and it took my mom 3 hours. 3 damn hours to convince her to get it checked out. She broke her hip, across the whole piece and has to have it all replaced. She's going to have to have an artificial hip put in since it's too damaged to even go through the whole pin process.

Now, my mom has always had my gram take care of her because apparently she's forgotten how to be a living, breathing human herself. She can almost never stand it when my gram even talks, has even snapped at her in her own home for talking. Apparently, in front of the doctors she snapped at my gram so instead of letting her go home for recovery once they've replaced her hip, they're sending her to a home. She'll be allowed to go home when she's done recuperating, which is going to suck for her. But... She's going to be getting a vacation from my mom and the hell she goes through with her, so I'm hoping she's getting a break. I'm just not happy she has to go to a home to do so. The last time anyone I cared about went into a home, he died there.

I know she won't die in there (she better not) but I still don't like that her daughter is such a piece of work that my gram can't even relax in her own home to get better. That pisses me off on so many levels. I'm kind of dreading going into work tonight, I don't know why. I just get this feeling like I need to not go in, but I can't afford to not to, so I wish it would go away.

I'm going to at least eat before work, maybe get in some Desperate Housewives.

Signing off,
Lily

Okay... So, what to talk about... I want to give you guys an update and say hello to my new viewer in Serbia, but I don't know what to talk about... Hmmm...

Here's a topic, YouTube. I mainly use YouTube for music video, but there are times where I tune into actual YouTubers to see what on Earth they've posted this time. For example, Jack Douglass and Toby Turner.

 

Jack Douglass (JacksFilms)

 

Toby Turner (Tobuscus)

I have got to say, these two crazy sons of bitches are the rare ones. I almost never pick YouTubers to actually subscribe to and somehow they made me do it. Maybe it's their creativity, but whatever it is, they have me hooked. I didn't even find them on my own, I can thank Nojuan for that one. He was looking up Skyrim playthroughs and he found this crazy guy screaming about Lydia dying. Isn't that something we all dream of when playing Skyrim? Finding a way to kill that annoying NPC who just loves to get in your way and push you off of places you would really rather not fall from? The one time I caused a dragon to kill her was so fucking awesome!!!.....And then I couldn't get my belongings from her corpse because the game glitched and I hadn't save in 3 hours... God... Damn... It.

So Nojuan started looking more into this Tobuscus guy, and from there we found his other channels and I got suckered into watching his ADHD self until his videos became oddly addicting... Now, I'm not one of those Tobuscus fans that want to kidnap him, tie him up and use his body to my heart's desires. No, that's Nojuan XD.

Then I got curious about this guy who had Tobuscus in his videos for this amazing skit called Your Grammar Sucks. Episode #20 was my first taste, which caused me to go back and watch it all from the beginning to current, and I'm still looking forward to more of them. Then again, that's probably because I'm a total grammar Nazi half the damn time. Below you'll find the video that got me hooked.

After watching all the YGS episodes I started going back to Jack's other video and holy christ this kid is (only 3 years younger, but will still get called kid) talented as hell. He's definitely found what he's supposed to do. I'm happy for anyone who does.

Anyway, I'm tired and technically on call for the morning shift. if they need me I need to not be woken up by the phone call, which I would sleep through if I stay up much later. At least if they don't call I can sleep in until my actual 6:30p-10p scheduled shift. But, before I go, any suggestions from you guys as to what videos to watch? Or what YouTubers to check out? E-mail links are to the side and I'm always up for suggestions.

Signing off,
Lily

So my birthday is coming up, what should I do? Nojuan and I are thinking of going to the Georgia Aquarium since we both love sea life and we haven't been to one in a super long time. But I'm also open to other suggestions.

In other news I was thinking about trying to save up to go to FWA '14. For those of you who don't know what FWA stands for, click on the link to the right and all will be explained. Yep, this link right here...   Though it will be a bit to save up, at least Xan can save up for his own ticket and we can split the cost of Nojuan's ticket. It's all going to depend on how things are at the time. We might not end up going. It's all going to have to rest on what's going on when we're trying to save up.

Right now I need to save up money for 2 wheel bearing hubs since both tires need to have it replaces on my car. The right one is loose so it's first on the list, but the left side is just noisy and about to go out soon. Once I get all of that taken care of we'll be able to focus on other things.

I'll keep you all posted on how that goes. Sadly though I've had one hell of a day so I need to get my tail to bed.

Signing off,
Lily

Okay, so maybe Tyler isn't so bad... My first impression of him was total penis pumper, but the first day I actually worked for him, he showed he's not a total dick unless you get on his bad side. I went to him to let him know what I needed for my schedule, which is very simple, just no two days off in a row and work me any and every shift you can, and he asked me about a note Mitch had left him... In regards to my "clock abuse"... Fucking prick...

So I laid it all out for him, ready for him to side with Mitch since both of them are managers, and instead, he tells me I was in the right. I had nothing to worry about since he understood where I was coming from. I would be lying if I tried to say I wasn't absolutely shell shocked by this bit of news. A manager, who seemed to have his head up his tail, understood the POV of a driver, way below him?? *and cue the slack-jaw thylacine*

So yeah, I didn't realize just how much had to be done at our store, cleaning wise, until Tyler came in and actually called in our Regional Manager to help him basically detox the store. He's also bringing in new policies, which I actually can say I'm totally okay with. They're methods that not only make sense, but should have been done a hell of a lot sooner. I like this otter ^_^. He's okay in my book. Especially since he made Kiki feel like a whore XD. I mean shit, come on, she came in wearng shorts that stopped just below her thighs, but weren't quite down to her knees. Company policy states nothing above the knees (HAHAHAHA *sing-song* Not below the eyebrows -- props if you get he reference) when wearing shorts and he flat out looked at her. "What the fuck are you wearing?"

It made the little me in my head do a cartwheel after seeing the look on her face. Sweet victory. I love it when a male manager who isn't gay, can look past a girl's cuteness to tell her how it is. It's always awesome to see, even if it is rare. Anyway, I really don't have a lot of time right now since I have so much stuff I have to get done, but I just wanted to give you guys an update!

Signing off,
Lily

Yesterday was the last day with Mitch as my boss. No, I didn't lose my job, but we're getting a new manager at the store, whose name is Tyler. I've only met him once and my first impression, followed by what all I've heard about him, is "Penis Pumper."

For those of you not familiar with the term, it means someone who pumps themselves up figuratively to make themselves seem better than what they are. But of course if you're using this term it's obvious they're not as big and bad as they make themselves out to be. And this is what's going to be my new boss. The kind of guy who makes fun of speech impediments and treats his employees like crap. I've dealt with that kind of attitude when I worked at 7-Eleven for 4.5 years. I dealt with it a few times in the 9 managers I had, and when I worked for Alorica. (If you live in Kennesaw, or just work there, you know... You know... Especially if you've ever been on Ken Brinson's team) I should be used to it, but I haven't dealt with it since December of 2012 so I'm still rusty on it. It's going to take some getting used to again.

But anyway, yesterday I did almost walk out, but even when I was thinking about it I knew it was petty and just not worth it. It was also very much worth it for me to keep my snout shut and not let Mitch get to me like he was. Ever have that moment where someone in management says something to you that makes you want to say something back? And even though it would be completely valid and prove they're just being an ass you know it's best to just put your tongue in your cheek and keep on? It was one of those moments for the last 10 minutes of my shift.

My shift was due to end at 10:30, and I came in at 6:30. So, 4 hours that went awesome because the minute I clocked in I was on the road. When I came back to the store I was out the door again. I didn't have time for anything else. Not to piss, not to get a drink, just straight to the road. Seriously hectic, we were just jammed. So when I get back from my last run he tells me to get my money and when I have it, I ask him if he wanted to check me out in back, or up front. When he told me in back and started walking towards me I thought he was right behind me so I went to his office and sat in the chair to sort my money. So I'm doing that when I heard him tell Jeremy to pass on some message to me I didn't catch.

Basically instead of me just sitting there, waiting for him until he can get to me he wants me to either fold boxes or do dishes. Okay, no problem. So I start busting out boxes as fast as I can and out of nowhere, keep in mind that I'm in back and he's in the front of the store, I hear him bellow, "Lily, I'm mad at you!" The first thought on my mind is, "Did I get a customer complaint?" I go up front and ask him why he was mad at me.

Now, before I go further, let me say this. I was SCHEDULED for 30 hours this past week and I've asked not to get consecutive days off and he usually does this for me, but I wound up with both Wed and Thur off. I asked if I could switch days with someone and he said instead I could just come in at 11 on Thursday and work until I was no longer need. He kept me til sometime after 9. That's a 10 hour shift, so if I get out of work on time every day I'll be around 40 hrs. I never get out on time, I always get kept way later than what my scheduled hours say for each day, and this is because they keep me until I'm no longer needed.

Now, apparently before I even came in I was at 42 hours because of being kept over, so by the time my day was done, I was at 46 hrs. 6 hours of overtime caused by managers not letting me leave on time, or even remotely near my scheduled clock out time. I'll continue now.

He starts cussing me out for reaching 6 hours of overtime. Me. Okay, hold on. One, I can't leave at my scheduled time because I'm not the person to make that decision, the shift manager is. Two, I don't even keep track of when I'm supposed to clock out because I never get out at that time so I never pay attention to where I'm at hour wise. That's his job as a manager. He monitors everyone's hours, why didn't he notice I was at overtime before I even came in? He could have told me not to even come in but he let me come in and clock in, so whose fault is it that I'm at 46 hours this week? Sure as hell not mine.

When he starts bitching about paying me $11/hr (USD) I point out to him, I don't monitor my hours because I did whatever was asked of me and I apologized sincerely for hitting 46 hours and let him know I was back there doing the boxes like he had asked me to. He's still going off about it while I'm in the back room busting out what boxes I can before he can come in the back room to check me out. With customers in the store. And let me point this out, if you think my cursing is bad in text, double that vocally and you have what he was doing in front of employees and customers. I have a huge public berating issue so I'm suffering massive embarrassment as he's blasting on me in front of a store full of people even though I'm doing the chore he asked me to do.

I bust out almost 100 boxes in the last 5 minutes of my shift until he can get me checked out and when he does, he doesn't stop, telling me he's going to make sure Tyler knows I abuse the clock and that he's pissed he's been working since the morning and I was only there for 4 hours and I got extra money for it. He even went so far as to say to me, "What did you do that was so fucking great to deserve the overtime pay?" When I pointed out I had been in and out of the store, and he was witness to this, he said, "So nothing. You've done nothing, I'm going to make sure to tell Tyler about this because this is bullshit."

I just kept my snout clamped shut, my teeth one step away from grinding against each other as I just keep envisioning opening it and closing it around that stupid fucking head of his. He's planning on painting a wrong picture of me to the new manager just because he's mad he lost track of my hours and kept me longer than he should have on numerous days, including that 10 hour shift on Thursday that he kept me the whole day for. Trying to kiss as in some way I went as far as to ask him if he wanted me to break out some more boxes for him, off the clock, to help get them some since they were running out. All I get in response is a command to get out of his store. Prick. I'm glad today is the day of new management, but I'm not glad it's Tyler.

I know to keep my tongue in my cheek because I need this job, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't looking for a new job so I can leave this one. Wish me luck in my job search. And wish me luck making it through today. I only got one hour of sleep in since my cyst problem flared up pain wise. It finally went away part way through watching "Princess Bride", but there was no way I would be able to get back to sleep by then so I settled on blogging  ^_^.  I do have stuff to do before work so I need to get off of here.

Signing off,
Lily

So you may have noticed my fish tank ^_^. I did a couple of changes to the blog to accommodate a little for my international viewers. Make things a little easier, like the translator I put in at the top of the page for easy finding ^_^. I also added a subscribe button so you guys don't have to keep checking back for an update, it'll let you know when I do now!

In other news, I haven't really been on due to being put on bed rest by my doctor since I wound up in the hospital the day after my last post. I thought my appendix was rupturing because of the pain I was going through. Unfortunately, I have this huge fear of going under the knife, mostly because I know of the horror stories and what can go wrong. To give you an example of how afraid I am of it, the doctor came to let me know my white cell count was through the roof so they wanted to do a CT Scan to make sure it wasn't my appendix before they looked elsewhere, but it was going in that direction. As soon as he tells me this my BP shot up by 30 points, which only served to worry him for my safety.

Luckily I avoided surgery... Because it was a cyst that had ruptured on my right ovary, which is why the pain was in the area that it was. Unfortunately until my body recovers from it more I have to take it easy, which means I'm totally hiding it from work. Luckily, the first day led into the day I had requested off to begin with so I didn't need to call off and expose everything. I'll be honest here, when I'm hurt so bad I have to, or rather, I should be calling off, I try to keep it quiet from my jobs so they won't try to send me home early. If they do send me home it means I can't make money, and if I can't make money, well... Bye bye car, home, you get the point.

In the great news section of my life XAN GOT A MOTHERFUCKING JOB!!!! It's at the Zaxby's up the road, which is convenient enough for my liking, but what irritates me is that when he got here back in April he was supposed to go there to begin with and didn't. The first time he goes there his ass gets hired and starts the very next day. I wanted to punch that folf in the snout so bad poor Nojuan got the brunt of my irritation. But I made up for it by taking him to visit our friend Mary ^_^.

Anyway, this does mean I won't be the only one paying rent anymore which means I can start saving money for possibly getting myself to the FOB concert in September, if that even happens. Knowing my luck those will sell out before I get a chance to get any and I'll be grumbling that whole month. It's the only thing I want to do for myself as a bday present. Now, granted, my bday is this month but it would be a late bday gift to myself ^_^.

Alright everyone, it's that time for me to head off of here. I have to go to work in the morning (yuck) to make some monies. Take care everyone!

Signing off,
Lily

What a last couple of days... First off, net is down again so I'm having to use my comp outside again since it's the only way I can seem to get internet, which is irritating as Hell, but I'll deal with it.

First off, before I can go further into this, what the Hell is it with that "Cups" song? I can't get it out of my head and listening to it isn't satisfying it. I don't feel like having this shit on repeat, but at the same time I like it when it comes on the radio. I dunno. It's good. Also, that "Same Love" too. Then again, I like it partially because it's pro-gay and I'm bi myself and I have a lot of gay fans. It's a good song in general, sends a great message that people need to listen to. But that's as far as I'm going with that.

Next subject, I finally got pissed enough to tell Xan he has a week to at least start getting interviews or he was out. I'm tired of paying him when he has no reason as to why he's not at least looking for a job. He's buckled down since then at least, but the minute he starts telling me he has interviews, and then stops, I'm only giving him another week since it'll give him time to find out if interviews paid off. If they don't, then he needs to at least keep trying because I can't keep this up much longer. Especially not with the attitude he's gotten with me lately about having to do anything around the apartment.

I swear, between him and Mitch (manager) I'm just aching to smack someone. Not punch, because that's expected. But smack, because no one, NO ONE expects to be on the receiving end of a full on bitch smack. I need to see someone all gaped-muzzle at me right about now since everyone seems to be expecting my respect but not showing me any in return.

I ask Xan to do the dishes, or pick up trash, and I get this "Yes Mom" or "Yes Boss" snip. Take Friday for example: There is this big blow up fight because I get sick and tired of everything and I reached my point and blew up. I told Xan he had to use his one week of pay from the last job to get his ass back home because I was tired, done, over it, however you want to put it. I was finished and he had to go. When I calmed down as much as I could, Nojuan talked me into at least giving him time to turn around, so when I let him know he had time, out came that "Yes Boss" shit. So I snapped and let him know how close to being homeless he was by throwing back at him, "Or you could just go now." He shut up pretty quick.

Unfortunately, I can't speak up all the time, like at work. I'm doing my job just fucking fine at work and I keep getting blamed for things I don't even have my paws on. Labels were put on the wrong boxes by one of the 3 employees doing this task, while I'm manning the oven the whole time, and suddenly it's my fault. How is it my fault if I'm not even on the same side of the counter as the other 3? I even point this out and the other 3 get this deer in the headlights look because I threw them under the bus. But, the minute they heard me getting blamed, one of them should have piped up. I've covered shifts for these furs and they can't even raise their voice if they fuck up and I'm getting blamed for it right in front of them?

Not cool. See how quick I jump to help you out next time you even start with, "Hey Lily, can you-"  Just no. Until I either forgive (I'm a Leo, natural grudge-holder) or they apologize for me to be able to forgive them, I'm not going to be feeling very generous.

I'm going to sidetrack now, get away from that, because my paws are flying so fast over the keyboard I think I'm going to break some keys, and talk about a lighter, great news moment.

I've put more work in for the one-shot my readers won from me. I did hit a temporary brick wall when a topic came up that I wasn't sure how she would feel if I included it. So I had to email her and wait for her answer before I could continue, but when all was said and done, I could continue with the idea I had in regards to the flow of the story. I'm so glad I was able to keep working with what I had in mind instead of having to change things completely. I won't lie, it would have been hard to do so, but it would have definitely been a challenge.

Anyway, now that I've gotten all of that out, and calmed down, I'm going to hop off here and put more work into the fic.

Signing off,
Lily