Post by Leels on May 14, 2020 22:26:44 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
May 23, 2018
Yeah, yesterday was a pretty shit day, too. I ended up leaving work, actually. I couldn't handle the bullshit and I was unable to be nice to anyone. I was paired with some dumbass named Marsean. GM got back up and running, which would explain why Earl greeted me at the door Monday morning... I knew he was up to putting me back into Hell. Anyhow, Marsean was ruining every single left hand part that he gave me. Every one of them had a huge gash on the very end. I was getting real fucking tired of him asking, "What're you doing to the parts?! You're fuckin' em up!" That was demeaning because I have been on that machine for an entire goddamn year and therefore, I. Do. Not. Scratch. Parts.
I came up with a false emergency. I couldn't use Mom because she works here. I couldn't use Grandma because I know damn well that Grandpa would never leave her hanging if she fell down the stairs. So, I used Paul. I told everyone that Paul burned his leg up and that I need to pick him up from the hospital. By 6:30, I was down the road and on my way home. I had to take Seaway because the highway north was backed up from Sherman. Before I left work, I bribed Ela to keep her mouth shut about the situation. I told her I'll take her whole family to the carnival if she lies for me. We did a pinky promise. I guess the only downside of going home early is that I really have to watch my money next week. I only have $900 in savings and I need to get back on track with my budget. Paul buys his own groceries now, which means it should be cheaper for me to afford just myself. I generally spend $60 on groceries for him and me, but now it's just me. So, it should be $30 now. Herbert said that I should try investing in some C.D's or some savings bonds. He said that since I am with the credit union, they'd probably have something for me to invest in.
Zach looks incredibly sexy today. He probably showered. His hair is on fleek and his skin is pearly white. He's apparently already having a hard day. Hope everything turns out alright. I have a trainee today and his name is possibly the most American sounding name that I've ever heard a real person have. It's "Sean Bickford." What were his parents thinking? "Son, I want you to be the most obvious red-headed American you can ever be." Whatever, though. He seems to be alright. I'm training him on press 46 which surprises me. Why would Earl continue to give me a break from drilling when GM is back in business? For the past couple days, I've been looking at Sean and I thought that his face was more square because of his Zachery Price haircut. But he's actually thinner than I thought. This kid needs a cheeseburger. He's a quiet kid, 19, has a lot of freckles on both his forearms. His red hair is closer to an orange color and he wears glasses. He's kinda cute but honestly, no one trumps Zach. He smells kinda good and, I don't wanna have sex with him. I'm just mildly attracted to the guy.
Nathan keeps telling me he is really anticipating me completely losing it with him. He said he wants to see if I can make him scream. Thing is, I've never completely lost it sexually with someone and I'm worried about making too much noise, I'm worried that it won't be good enough... -sigh- And I wanna be on birth control because he's hyper-sensitive and if I go full on beast with him, I'm not sure I'll be able to get off in time (from being on top of him). I just don't want to disappoint him. He means a lot to me and we're making progress. Maybe not as much progress as I'd want, but I know things need to be taken slow with him.
May 23, 2018
Yeah, yesterday was a pretty shit day, too. I ended up leaving work, actually. I couldn't handle the bullshit and I was unable to be nice to anyone. I was paired with some dumbass named Marsean. GM got back up and running, which would explain why Earl greeted me at the door Monday morning... I knew he was up to putting me back into Hell. Anyhow, Marsean was ruining every single left hand part that he gave me. Every one of them had a huge gash on the very end. I was getting real fucking tired of him asking, "What're you doing to the parts?! You're fuckin' em up!" That was demeaning because I have been on that machine for an entire goddamn year and therefore, I. Do. Not. Scratch. Parts.
I came up with a false emergency. I couldn't use Mom because she works here. I couldn't use Grandma because I know damn well that Grandpa would never leave her hanging if she fell down the stairs. So, I used Paul. I told everyone that Paul burned his leg up and that I need to pick him up from the hospital. By 6:30, I was down the road and on my way home. I had to take Seaway because the highway north was backed up from Sherman. Before I left work, I bribed Ela to keep her mouth shut about the situation. I told her I'll take her whole family to the carnival if she lies for me. We did a pinky promise. I guess the only downside of going home early is that I really have to watch my money next week. I only have $900 in savings and I need to get back on track with my budget. Paul buys his own groceries now, which means it should be cheaper for me to afford just myself. I generally spend $60 on groceries for him and me, but now it's just me. So, it should be $30 now. Herbert said that I should try investing in some C.D's or some savings bonds. He said that since I am with the credit union, they'd probably have something for me to invest in.
"What'd you shave with? Playdough?" ~Herbert Beyer
Nathan keeps telling me he is really anticipating me completely losing it with him. He said he wants to see if I can make him scream. Thing is, I've never completely lost it sexually with someone and I'm worried about making too much noise, I'm worried that it won't be good enough... -sigh- And I wanna be on birth control because he's hyper-sensitive and if I go full on beast with him, I'm not sure I'll be able to get off in time (from being on top of him). I just don't want to disappoint him. He means a lot to me and we're making progress. Maybe not as much progress as I'd want, but I know things need to be taken slow with him.