Plenty room at casa gbg. Come on out bro.This time of year always brings out the worst in me. Vitamin D doesn't help. Haven't paddled the kayak since September, it's flat, offshore as fugg and steady stream of cold fronts have started marching through. Christmas commercials telling me to be happy and buy diamonds, cars, vacations and love everybody.
Even the year that chopped off my drinking legs I made it toJanuary first before I had my first, of many, 2-dishwasher moments((which I've learned to control).
This place, and reading the last few pages has helped for now.
I'm going to have to start padding again, through the dead of Winter I guess.
Once again wind is my nemises, but drinking should have killed me and didn't so there's that.
And you call me an asshole? Pull it together amigo.I feel you man. My anger lately has been something. I’m on a job getting crushed and actually contemplated quitting for the first time in my life. Most of my frustrations have been unfairly directed at my gf which I don’t feel great about. Living with me the past few weeks has to be miserable. On top of it we’ve been dealing with an installer issue for a new dishwasher that took me to my breaking point yesterday. Long of the short is that we’ve had two dishwashers in our condo for almost 3wks. New one in the dining room and the broken one in the kitchen with multiple visits from ill-equipped independent contractors tasked with doing the install and none actually getting it done all while we’ve been stuck having to wait through 4 hour delivery windows which they were almost always hours late for. Yesterday after the third visit from an independent contractor who showed up with a tool bag the size of a lunch box and no extra parts and couldn’t get the job done I got on the phone with their dispatch and completely blew a gasket on the poor girl who was working there. It all just came pouring out in the worst way to the point of being not constructive and bordering on me making illegal threats of violence. GF had to rip the phone out of my hands. Thankfully this was just over the phone. But I could feel the rage building in me and I worry about the next twerp that mouths off to me over a parking spot or some other stupid thing will trigger me. Win or lose I can feel myself on the brink of doing something stupid. And I haven’t been in any kind of physical altercation in well over 15yrs.
The good news is as ashamed as I was of my harsh words after the fact. We got a call from the supervisor at 7am this morning and they sent out two competent guys who got the job done by 10. So maybe anger does have its benefits?
Deep breaths (and how annoying is THAT advice, amirite?)I kicked in the front panel of my dishwasher and am still cleaning up mayonnaise
You teach middle school?I LOATHE being forced to rely on people with either no brains or no work ethic, in order to get my job done. And often, it's some hideous combination of stupidity and laziness. Throw in a little willful obstinacy because some support staff types resent us high rolling sales people, they have their petty little resentful ways to slow our days down, and, yeah, i feel your pain.
My anxiety and professional trauma pays your goddamn salary and benefits, so fukk off and get me that proposal an hour ago
Ok I'm editing not to remove my wildly elitist statement above, but just to clarify I treat all of my minions with true respect, decency, and appreciation, even when they are being fukking retarded
fook dude that’s heavy. do you have any family or friends to lean on? That’s a lot to handle solo.Lost it today big time! Realized a ton of sh!t and will not make ends meet after January.
Told wife who almost died after 3 chemo treatments and wants to live in Maine. I work P/T
as property manager (flexible). Got a2ndshift job that pays well and then her legs/feet ballooned up to where she's immobile.
Has to resign because I cant leave her on the couch for 8 hours!