Well, over the course of the last two months I have been trying to work with my friend of the last (approx) 10 years to see if we can reconcile our friendship. The end result of that is this..

No.

I sent her an E-mail in March telling her that I felt that if she wasn't going to talk to me (She hasn't really spoken to me since her wedding in October) then there was no point in us calling ourselves "friends". She sent me an e-mail back telling me that she would love to hang out with me more but my moods and my sarcasm has gotten kind of hard to handle. That is where I got confused. She is telling me I have changed. I don't see that I have changed at all (except for the fact that my sense of humor has changed a bit to be more in tune with Canthor's. It makes it easier to find movies we can both watch..) When we were friends she was quiet and shy and didn't like being around drunk people. She was a nice person. Stubborn, just like her dad, but still a nice person. Since then she has gone from a size 14 or 16 down to a size 8, (so now that she's skinny) and she likes watching her husband get drunk at clubs.  Hell, the fact that she even steps foot in a club is testament to the fact that she has altered dramatically since I was friends with her. Anyway...

So I waited a month, trying to figure out how to respond in a nice fashion to her e-mail. (mind you all of my correspondences with her have been polite and nice...except for the last one) When I finally wrote her back, I tried to get her to explain what it as I had done to offend her so that I could remedy it.

This was her response:

"Well, took you long enough. I've been going through much and lately it's gotten stressful. Work is boring and I think they're screwing me over.

I said I couldn't handle your moods and sarcasim anymore because it was true. I couldn't. You've just gotten so close minded about things that it's hard to talk with you, hang out with you, etc. You've gotten mad at my husband and I at times where we couldn't see why. It's just hard to talk to you sometimes. Sometimes I just get that feeling where I need to stay away from you.

Yes, I like to go to clubs, basically do things I didn't use to do. It's
fun. I find it fun. The club we go to is a safe club and going there with Dread makes it better. I've gotten into things that I like doing but never got to do them on a daily basis or every once in a while. That's clubbing. I get to see a whole new side to Genitch that I haven't seen before and I like it.

As far as becoming friends again, that's up tp you. You'll need to make the effort to be friends because I'm tired of trying."

(None of that is edited. Altho I did remove the last paragraph because it pertained to something off-topic. Spelling and grammatical errors are all hers.)

Anyway, her snippy-ass little response to my nice and polite e-mail made me mad. So I sent her an e-mail back with the last paragraph above highlighted in bright pink (she hates pink). This is what I wrote: (please note that some of the words - purple - have been edited for confidentiality purposes)

Sora

Those of you who have any familiarity with law firms may be able to tell that I work in one due to the word "Redacted". As you can tell I was mad, but I felt my response was justified. I didn't name-call and there is not a curse-word to be had. I have yet to receive a response back from her on the subject, so I'm assuming I either put her in her place or she accepts my response as a final answer in whether or not I want to be her friend. Either way our friendship is officially over, and I'm happier for it. I no longer feel that I'm obligated to worry about her or watch over her. If she wants to screw up her life and end up on the streets then so-be-it. It's not my problem anymore and, honestly, hasn't been since she married her husband.

For those of you thinking that this is kind of vindictive to place her correspondence and mine on my blog, I have this to say:

The only reason I did that is so that people could see the text of each e-mail and judge the hard-facts, not just a summary. Things have a tendency to be mis-construed when one person is summarizing what another person said. It also leads to the wondering of "Is this what really happened or is this a sugar-coated version?". Now you may read and decide for yourself.

A couple days later I got onto MSNmessenger with the intention of blocking her handle (I did in the end btw) and an old friend from high school started talking to me. We ended up talking until 4 in the morning. I'm glad I was able to talk to her again. She's really nice.

Anyway, things are going alright at work...I'm not in danger of being fired...yet. On Friday we had a bomb threat drill and my manager made us walk down 17 flights of stairs. yay...O.o It wasn't that bad and it was good exercise. Although we may have another one at some point, but it will be given without warning because a bunch of people took the elevators down about 10mins before the drill was supposed to start and since homeland security was watching, they'll probably make us do it again properly.

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I would love to know who is visiting my site. Every so often (about once a month) I'll log in and Tripod will inform me that 150-200 people have visited my site this month. Now I know that most of those are probably repeat visitors...but still...do people really have nothing better to do with their time than to visit my site?

Anyway, for those family members who visit this, I plan on getting married next spring, with an Irish theme, since my ancestry has some Irish in it and out of all of the various races I have in me the Irish blood is that which I am most proud of. Now, being that it is an Irish wedding, that means no one is allowed to wear green. In Ireland it is considered bad luck for the bride and groom if one of the guests wears green. SO NO GREEN! I shall print this on our invitations as well in case someone forgets. Also, my wedding dress is going to be dark blue...no traditional white for me.  Seeing as how this is posted online and anyone and their brother can read this if they so choose that's all I'll say about that. 

A few weeks ago I was cleaning (vacuuming to be more precise) and I accidentally sucked up a bolt...which broke my vacuum cleaner.  It made a very loud "snap" noise before I could turn it off. After I turned it off I unplugged it and took the bag out of it so I could fish the bolt out of the bag.  Well, I retrieved the bolt, took the cover off the vacuum brushes and checked those to make sure nothing was broken. Nothing looked broken, so I put it back together again, plugged it back in and turned it on....After two seconds I had to turn it off again because it was so loud it was hurting my ears.  That's when I noticed it was turned to the highest setting it could go. So I accounted that for why it was so loud. So I reset it down to low and tried again. Even on low it was still so loud it hurt my ears. So I turned it off again and called my mother, who saves me from most things that go wrong in my life. She did some research online and let me go buy another vacuum from Sears. So now instead of a crappy Eureka Bravo II I have a Kenmore Progressive with DirectDrive and Intelliclean. At least I think that's what it was called. My mother has a Kenmore that she has used for the last 30 years and it still works really well. I really like my new vacuum, it's quiet even on it's maximum setting and it cleans very well. 

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Mood:  bright

This is something I thought would be interesting to discuss:

The pro's and con's of Dogs and Cats, or, to put it more simply, Dogs v. Cats.

But first, a little background. My family has, over the years, owned both dogs and cats, in equal amounts. However I find that most of the people I know prefer dogs to cats. So I am going to try to reason out why. Or to prove that they are stupid, whichever comes first. >: D

First off, Cleanliness:

Dogs and cats both clean themselves. I have, however seen more cats doing this than dogs. Dogs seem to focus more on their butts than on the rest of their coats though. Cats have a niffty little hooks on their tounges that allow them to comb their fur and get rid of excess fur that has already fallen out and if not for the cat's tongue, would have ended up on the carpet, the couch, or the bed. However, frequently the cat hair does not get caught by the cat tongue and ends up there anyway. Dogs enjoy a good romp in the mud, or anything they can find that is smelly....pond water for example. Cats will, for the most part, avoid bodies of water that are larger than a toilet bowl. Most of them disdain to get their paws dirty, or wet. For the most part, humans have to bathe their canine friends to get the "dog" smell out of their fur. Cats will clean themselves, and the only Time I've ever had to give a cat a bath is when the cat is first brought home from wherever it was found or bought, or if the cat gets fleas. Dogs need bathes at least once a week to keep the "dog" smell at a minimum. Now, cats can smell too. But for the most part it's a dry musty odor...like cat litter, which fades a few hours after they use the cat box.

Shedding:
 

Both dogs and cats shed. A good example of dog shedding would be my family's current dog. She's a mix between a Brittney and a Lab and she has short white fur. My family has a blue rug by the T.V. After the dog got done laying on it for an hour she got up, and most of the place she was laying was covered in little white hairs. Which are very hard to vacuum up. Cats shed on the places they lay too, only I've never had a problem with my cat shedding so much that it's really noticeable. Unless she spends a week laying in the same spot. Now my fiance's cat on the other hand, he has long orange fur and when he cleans himself he sometimes has trouble swallowing what he picks up with his tongue, so he'll just spit it out onto whatever he's sitting on at the time. It gets quite irksome after a while. While cats and dogs both shed, I think dogs shed less than cats.

Kisses:

Dog kisses versus cat kisses. Cat kisses feel like little bits of sandpaper, but their kisses won't actually rub away your skin. Dog kisses are...wet, slimy and smelly. Cat kisses are for the most part dry but will leave your hand, finger, toe, whatever smelling vaugely like tuna. Dog kisses will leave whatever they lick smelling like their breath.

Claws:

Obviously both dogs and cats have claws. I have heard many a person complain that cats scratch up the furniture. What they do not realize is that if you have the cat de-clawed or if you opt to place something called "soft-claws" over the cats real claws, the furniture scratching problem is solved. occasionally a de-clawed cat will run their paws over a corner or over the side of an upholstered piece of furniture as if they were scratching.  They do this for one of two reasons I have deduced. One: They are under the impression they still have claws or two: they are itching their paws.  Dogs have claws too and while they may not be as sharp as cat claws, they can still scratch. Both dogs and cats need to have their claws trimmed every once in a while.

Personalities:

The nicest way to put it is dogs are needy and cats are aloof. Dogs need you to do just about everything for them. Bathe them, feed them, walk them, take them outside to go to the bathroom, ect. Cats can go to the bathroom without you needed to assist them and while you have to feed them, you don't have to bathe them. They can do that on their own. Cats and dogs are both loving, but dogs need more loving in return than cats. Cats are not obedient as much as dogs are. So if you want to be controlling of your pet then the dog is for you. Cats never come when they are called unless you have a can of food in your hand or they think you are going to give them food or petting. Dogs are goofy and care-free and they always enjoy a good game of fetch, but if you are not actively inclined then a cat would be better because you don't need to take them for walks. You don't really even have to play with them. Most of the time they'll find some random piece of fuzz on the floor and start playing with that. Most people seem to think that all cats are mean. They aren't. Cats can be very sweet and loving. Most of the time if I'm upset, my cat will sense it and come lay on my lap to cheer me up. Of course, getting pet is an added bonus for them I'm sure. Cats can actually be very tolerant of the things little children can dish out and if they child does something the cat doesn't like the child will probably get bit or scratched - teaching them not to do that to the animal anymore. However, being bit or scratched isn't anything to worry about as long as your pet is up to date on their vaccinations and you clean  out  the wound.  I would prefeer to have a cat around my child than a dog. While a cat can hurt the child, a dog can do far more damage with their teeth than a cat can. There is also the belief that cats are bad to have around children because they will suffocate the child in an attempt to get attention from it. But honestly, what cat would want to get attention from a child who is more likely to pull out fur than pet fur? Especially if they can just as easily get attention from the parents, who know how to pet properly. And easy way to solve this fear of the child being suffocated by the cat is to close their door when you put them to bed and make sure the cat isn't in the room. There, problem solved.

Hairballs:

Admittedly, cats throw up more than dogs. But dogs throw up too and in larger quantities than cats. However, the throwing up with cats can be handled quite nicely by purchasing them a cat food that has hairball control in it. Such as Science Diet. when i had my cats on the science diet hairball control cat food they threw up maybe once a month if that.

Overall, in my personal opinion, I think cats are better than dogs. They don't smell, I can stand being kissed my them and they are soft and cute and furry. And while mine might be crotchety right now, that's because she's almost 16 she's old and she's arthritic.

Posted by sunsetdreams3 at 3:53 PM PST

Updated: Saturday, 27 January 2007 12:58 PM PST

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Mood:  a-ok

First of all, Scratches had four babies. And they all lived. Three are turning out to be black, one is lighter. And they have little tails now.

I've never explained this before I don't think. But I wanted to explain the meaning of my name to those of you who care. (my Alias, not my real one)

No, my name is NOT taken after Sora from kingdom hearts. -shudders- It's ridiculous how many times I've been asked that. Actually, my name is based on the song that Sora sings in the Escaflowne movie. As expected the title of said song is "Sora". I found that song to be hauntingly beautiful and I decided that if I was going to make an online name to go by it should be Sora. The song "Sora" is sung in Ancient Romainian, but the word Sora means sky/weather in Japanese. Occasionally the Japanese will use the Kanji symbol for "universe" to represent the word "Sora".

However, since Sora is bound to be a realitively common online name, I wanted to find a variation of the word that I could use. So I looked through my japanese dictionary (which I still own) and went through all the words that had the phrase "Sora" at the beginning. One in particular called to me. The word "soradanomi", meaning "hopelessness" in Japanese.  I felt that word was appropriate to connect with the song "Sora". The song in itself has a fairly sad translation and at this point in my life I was 16 and a sophomore in H.S, so naturally the word stuck to me. I wanted something different for my online name and also at that point I thought the clothing sold at hot topic was cool. ^^; So obviously I chose something dark.

Since a first name of Soradanomi is kind of a mouthful, I split the word in two and turned it into a first and a last name.

However, if you must know the very first online name I ever used was Empress Cyprine on Audio Galaxy (Basically Rapsody before they got sued). Just like my fiance's first online name was Thor...then ThorX...then he moved onto Canthor. ^^;

Personally, I like Canthor best, it can be turned into a really cute nickname that he absolutely abhors. >:D

Posted by sunsetdreams3 at 3:50 PM PST

Updated: Thursday, 14 December 2006 4:15 PM PST

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Mood:  caffeinated

I'm not really caffeinated, but it sure feels that way.

I was going to clean out Scratches cage tonight, but when she popped her head out of her wheel with a baby in her mouth I thought better of it. I could have sworn the baby was dead. It wasn't moving and it wasn't making any noise.  And she kept bending over it, so I was worried that she was eating her dead baby. This is definitely a new experience for me. All of the animals I've had up until now have been spayed, neutered or they are fish of different types. I've never had an animal get pregnant before, so I did the only thing I knew how to do.

I called Petco.

The girl I spoke to told me I should de attach the wheel from her cage because the wheel is going to be hazardous to the baby's for the first four weeks. So I gently took the wheel off the cage..took it apart so that I could remove mama gerbil from the wheel and put her back in the cage. And guess what? The little baby was moving. Although I'm worried I may have made a mistake. Because I set the baby in the bedding and now she's not paying attention to it. She's left it laying out there in the bedding and I'm worried she's just going to let it die.

The girl I spoke to told me that sometimes if the mother gerbil feels threatened she'll kill the whole litter. I don't know if that's true or not, but nonetheless I put a towel over her cage so that she won't be disturbed while she finishes giving birth. Hopefully she'll have some that live. And I really hope my actions didn't kill her baby.  I'll update more tomorrow. But I think I'm going to start a Gerbil Blog.

See you tomorrow. 

Posted by sunsetdreams3 at 7:37 PM PST

Updated: Friday, 8 December 2006 10:13 PM PST

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Mood:  don't ask

Well, I decided to keep Scratches...and a few days later I found out Scratches is a girl...not a boy....even tho she was stuck in with the Male Gerbil's at petco. And now Scratches is getting....plumper. I don't know if she's pregnant or if I'm overfeeding her...but Petco has agreed to take responsibility of their folly and if she does have babies they are going to sell them for me.

oh, and my mother's knows i have a possibly pregnant female gerbil.

And as of Saturday my reign as P.M ends and I couldn't be happier. I hate amtgard and everyone in it now and them and their stupid taxes and their stupid contact lists and their stupid desire to get to kingdom status (which is NEVER going to happen btw) can all go to hell.  (No, that doesn't include Canthor...just everyone else.) I'm not going to attend Amtgard on Saturday nor am I attending court. I'm not paying seven dollars to be miserable and pissed off because my supposed best friend won't talk to me anymore. And to hell with the title of baroness...that's the only reason I didn't quit before now and right now, I don't give a bloody rats arse whether or not I get it. I do have this strange desire to give a big F*** U to certain members of amtgard...certain...P.M members of amtgard....but I'm too nice to post that on their boards...altho boy is it tempting. Besides...no one reads my blog anyway...except for Jeriah..yes Jeriah..if you're reading this I know you visit my site....just like you mention me in your blog which I really wish you wouldn't do.

This is just my little page of rants...frequently..my page of depression, with little surges of extreme happiness inbetween. Gee, that makes this blog sound bi-polar doesn't it. Good for it. -Feeds blog medication- Good blog.

-_-

I did find out I make the best damn cheesecake ever tho. Not like it matters...

So in conslusion, Scratches is a girl, Amtgard flaming sucks and I'm pissed off at the whole situation.

Posted by sunsetdreams3 at 3:04 PM PST

Updated: Tuesday, 14 August 2007 4:18 PM PDT

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Mood:  cool

I found a 40 question quiz online today, to help me determine which Ajah I'd be best suited for. The result that I got was...surprising to say the least. But I also found it highly amusing. Even tho the result wasn't what I expected (or what I hoped for) I still found it to be a very well set up quiz. The questions were vauge (in some cases) so you can't really tell what clicking one answer is going to do to your final results.

Here are my results:

See? like I said. Surprising. I was kinda thinking Brown...but that's just me I guess lol.

Christmas is around the corner and I'm going to send a present to Robert Jordan, since he decided to post in his blog an address people can send stuff to. :D So I'm writing him a letter and mailing him a present. I'm going to ask him a question and I've decided that if I ever get a response, I'm going to either frame the response or hide it away somewhere so that it doesn't get ruined.

Since my last post we had a life insurance company that tried to convince Canthor it would be a good idea to pay 400 dollars to get liscenced and then go through four months of training, six days a week, 12 hours a day...without being paid for any of it. Hah! That's a load of bullcrap if ever I saw one. So, as you can tell, he didn't take the job. (thank goodness)

oh, and my mother doesn't know this...but Canthor and I bought a Gerbil. I named him Scratches, because he'll get up at 6:30 every morning and he'll immeadiately try to dig his way out of the bottom of his plastic cage. For two days he served as my alarm clock...and then I decided to stick his cage out on the dining room table. We never use it anyway.  He's a very cute gerbil, but he's kind of aloof. And we had wanted to get two, but since we can't stick him in with another gerbil he doesn't know (or a hamster) I'm afraid I'm going to have to take him back and exchange him for two female dwarf hamsters. He's a really sweet little thing and he doesn't bite, so I'm pretty sure someone will buy him soon enough. Altho, I do feel bad that I can't keep him. ><;

Posted by sunsetdreams3 at 12:43 PM PST

Updated: Thursday, 30 November 2006 1:27 PM PST

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Mood:  happy

I thought the title would be fun to make up. >.>

First and foremost tho, on September 30th Canthor proposed to me so now we are engaged. ^^ My parents are very happy lol. But we still haven't told his mother. (we are afraid, very very afraid)

onto other news...

I got a job, not at the place I first interviewed at tho. Those losers never called me back.

Things are a bit better now. I'm not in a financial hell-hole anymore altho I still can't pay for my own food or gas so my parents are having to buy it for me.

I work in the copy center of a law-firm now forwarding faxes to almost 300 people.

It can be tedious but the people I work with make it fun.

Canthor is still working on getting a job and I'm trying to help him as best I can. I set up and account on monster for him while I was at work. So now he has a resume' that people can see.

I haven't really done any updates to the site lately unfortunately. Altho I may be adding more things to the art sevtion and if I can manage it I'm going to put my stories and my music video's up here as well. I have plans atm to make two of them. One to the anime Bule Submarine No. 6 to Blue October's 'Into the Ocean'. And the second is going to be from the Stargate Atlantis Season 1 Episode - Sanctuary to Blue October's 'What If We Could'.

For the second one I was orginally going to make it about Ford but Ford doesn't really have a romantic intrest in the series. Then I was gonna go Shepard and Teyla..but that felt weird and akward. And I can't do Shepard and Weir..so Shepard and Athar it was! >.>

That's how I explained it to Canthor anyway but after I said the words 'I'm going to make a Music Video', he tuned me out lol. But that's ok.

Oh and I gave up my second term as Prime Minister to run with one of the other girls in our Amtgard Group as Duchess and Regent. (I'm going to be Regent, assuming we get voted into office tho.)

Oh and I have a wedding to go to on Tuesday. My best friend is getting married on halloween. And the reception is going to be a Costume Ball. So I get to be the Maid of Honor for the first half of the wedding and a Pirate for the second half. Yay go Pirate!

Oh and apparently Dearmworks is going to torture us with another Shrek Movie. The only reason I say torture is because they have hired Justin Timberlake to play the role of King Arthur. ><; -shudders-

Oh and my little brother introduced me to a site called Club Penguin. I joined so that I could play some of the mini games with him. It's actually a very cute site, but it's meant for children.

The other site I was introduced to this week is www.puzzlepirates.com I haven't actually played it but it looks fun. oh and my best friend introduced me to Second Life as well, but I don't have the right Graphics card to play it. But that's ok.

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Mood:  blue

Well, Canthor ended up requesting the time off for laborday and of course, Wal-Mart being Wal-Mart they didn't give it to him. Screw the fact that he would have to be up for almost 48 hours in order to help us move...*eye twitches*

Well that evening he went into work and ended up having to come home early because his back started to spasm. They told him that when he came back to work he needed to have a doctor's note stating what was wrong with him.

So we tried calling his doctor to make an appt. His doctor wasn't availible until Friday of the following week. So we were asking ourselves how the hell we were to get him a doctor's note for his back by tuesday if we couldn't get an appt until friday...-_-;. We ended up taking him to an after-hours medical clinic where the doctor took some x-rays of his back. Canthor was given a note that said he was not allowed to return to work until 9.6.06 and a perscription for Naproxen. The X-rays showed that he had compressed disks in the upper portion of his spine along with a small amount of scoliosis. The doctor told him that losing about 60 pounds would help his back greatly. So since then we've been trying to eat healthier and excersise more in an attempt to lose weight together. Unfortunately, we haven't been excersising as much as we'd like, but his back doesn't seem to be hurting him as much anymore.

Anyway, on tuesday Canthor went into work with the doctor's note saying we couldn't work until the following day. And do you know what they did? They fired him for missing tuesday, even tho he had a doctor's note (which is what they asked for in the first place). So now we are both without an income again, only this time it's worse because our rent is higher than it was and I'm running out of savings to fall back on. I have about 700.00 to my name atm...and Canthor has 25.00. If we don't find jobs soon we are gonna have alot of problems I fear.

I had wanted to post this on Friday the 1st but unfortunately at that time I didn't have internet. How many of you saw the family guy movie that fox aired on t.v on friday? Come'on raise your hands....a little higher, can't quite see them...-counts-

Well, I can tell you this. No one in Utah saw it. I was watching T.V that night and there was a commercial saying the family guy movie was up next, and guess what comes on after that!  Yep, that's right, you guessed it. Vanished! Two whole hours of Vanished. The show with two graphic sex scenes in the first 15mins. -_- I would have prefeered the Family Guy movie.  REDACTED

Oh, btw, my birthday is tomorrow. And I get to be in a financial hell-hole, joy.

There is one thing I wanted to post about tho. I interviewed for a job last week and at the place they had a piece of paper with a quote on it, which, I would like to believe, is the way they think is best to treat employees.

"I consider my ablility to arouse enthusiasim among men the greatest asset I posess, and the way to develop the best that is in a man is by appreciation and encouragement.

There is nothing else that so kills the ambitions of a man as criticisims from his superiors. I never critize anyone. I believe in giving a man incentive to work. So I am anxious to praise but loathe to find fault. If I like anything I am hearty in my approbation and lavish in my praise.

In my wide association in life, meeting with many and great men in various parts of the world, I have yet to find the man, however great or exhaulted his station, who did not do better work and put forth greater effort under a spirit of approval than he would ever do under a spirit of Critizism." 

-Charles Schwab 

A company run this way is a company that I think I would be most comfortable in. 

I wish that all companies realized this and lived by this quote.

A tiny part of me wants to live in a house and have roomates, bills would be much easier to pay this way...but I don't think I'd be able to stand living with other people. There would be no privacy. I like living with just Canthor and our cats.  There's no privacy from the cats but at least I am living with a person I love unconditionally and who is very easy to forgive.

Until Next time. 

Posted by sunsetdreams3 at 1:28 PM PDT

Updated: Tuesday, 14 August 2007 3:36 PM PDT

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Mood:  irritated

When I posted on Sunday I didn't mention that I had to quit my job that day. I wanted to tell my mother first before I posted about that. So now is the time I am going to do that.

On sunday I was trying to be a good sport at work but APPARENTLY the F***tards that shop at the store I worked at have this thing against upset employees. So some biotch called in about me being rude or some crap and the manager that was there for the day chewed me out and dressed me down infront of the entire front end. She yelled at me and humiliated me in front of my fellow employees, not to mention the customers going through the checkouts. I was so upset and humiliated I didn't know what to do. (btw, her name is Connie and she works at Wild Oats in Utah. Phone number = 801-495-4530, feel free to call her and make her life a living hell for me.) Edit: That store has since closed so that number no longer applies. YAY!

She told me that she "knew" that I thought working there was a joke. Because she knows what I was telling the other cashiers about the company. So I can either wipe the scowl off my face and act like I want to be there or I can clock out and go home.

First of all, bitch, I never thought working there was a joke. I think it's stupid that they ignore sunday as a religous holiday and stay open until 10pm. But I never thought working there was a joke. Ever play the game telephone? Where you whisper in someone's ear one thing and by the time it gets all the way around the circle it's something completely different? That's what happened here. Those prissy little co-workers of mine got their panties in a bunch and came running to you with a story having me saying something completely different than what I had originally said. Because nothing I did there was any different from what I did at my other job and no one gave a rat's butt there what I said. Hell, most of the time they agreed with me. So maybe you should see a doctor about that stick in your ass. 

After the incident over there I went outside to think (and cry) and decided that I wasn't going to clock out, I was just going to go home. I took off my shirt and apron, threw them in the dirt and left.  The one good thing out of that day is I found out there was a Sonic's at the other end of the mall. (Yay, go Sonic's)

Now onto what happened tonight. I had gotten into an argument with Canthor  because he didn't want to request time off so we could move. I was worried that if he didn't request the time off he was going to pass out and tumble down the stairs because he was too tired to carry furniture. Well, he ended up getting out of the car and walking away from me and going into work a hour early.

One of the ways I release my anger/frustration when I'm in a car is I push my horn and hold it down for a few seconds. Well apparently the stupid-ass mexican women (Yes, Utah has mexicans...in fact more than half the population of Utah is mexicans.) in the car next to me thought that was my way of telling their noisy children to shut the hell up. So they honked their horn at me and called me a bitch....so I flicked her off.

and as they say that is when the shit hit the fan.

The driver called me a white trash whore and flicked me off too. And guess what! That's right! her little children did it too. They called me white trash and bitch and whore and flicked me off with thier tiny fingers.

I told the woman that that was a great way to raise her children, teaching them to flick off people when they get mad. And the other woman who had gotten out of the car to go buy something at wal-mart walked up to my car and hit my window and told me "Get out of the car bitch, so I can fuck you up" I glared at her and didn't get out of the car. Her response to that was "Yeah, that's what I thought. White trash whore." (I'm beginning to think these are the only phrases in english these mexican ghetto rats know.)

I started my car and drove off and as I drove past her she spit on my car.

I drove across the street and called the police and told them someone tried to assault me. And what did they do? They sent someone out who told me that because I was not hurt it was a low-priority case and would not be looked into unless I REALLY wanted them too. --_--; To his credit tho the officer went across the street with me to Wal-mart and we checked to see if the car was still there....it wasn't. 

 I want to know if the video cameras at walmart got the woman's liscence plate number, but my boyfriend asked his manager and she said that they can only give out the tapes if the police request it...which they aren't going to do.

So I'm basically screwed and those mexican trash women and their ill-behaved (probably in-bred) children are going to get away with almost asaulting me.

Brings back memories of 7th grade...yes, yes it does. The tomentor escapes unhindered and the tomentee lives the rest of her life with non-exsistant self esteem and thinking she is the ugliest person in the world.

But maybe not to that extent. Not in this instance anyway.

Btw, I hope to one day be able to create a biological weapon that seeks out all the bad people in the world...and kills them...instantly. And even if it seeks out me too...I don't care. I will die knowing the world is a better place. Even without me.

<---wondering is she doesn't welcome communism.

Oh, and by the way, I do know that not all mexicans are illegal and not all of them are bad...hell some of them even know english fluently. But I personally, don't like them. The illegal ones leech off our society and honestly, if you live in this country you need to at least make an effort to LEARN THE DAMN LANGUAGE!

Thank you and have a nice night.

And if you were offended by my post, I don't give a crap. 

Posted by sunsetdreams3 at 12:08 AM PDT

Updated: Tuesday, 14 August 2007 4:06 PM PDT

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