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Jun. 22nd, 2004 10:09 amWierd mood today, kind of a detached feeling. Nothing seem more important than the other, every item in my to do list has equal priority (low). This has made picking what to do today somewhat difficult.
Waiting for my new replacement combat boots, my current new set blew out the stiches behind the ankle. UPS should arrive in about fifteen minutes.
Ooo, something just came to the top of my priority list, I goota poop.
***insert pooping***
Things are a little high stress in the factory today. As muscle bound idiot boy sees fit to offer his advice to the supervisors about how lazy everyone is. This is dispite the fact that he is on the edge of being fired for being cuaght sleeping a dozen time this year. More than likely the sleep is caused when he reaches the bottom end of the curve in his meth cycle. I know this cycle all to well, as I have observed it in many of my coworkers. They can either be completely manic, bouncing off the walls or ready to fall asleep at any given moment. In the case of muscle bound idiot boy he has a violent stupidity mode in the midpoint of the downward curve. He has confided in me that he wants to kill people, that he has an irresistable urge to do so at times. I told him he better find a shrink and deal with that shit pronto.
He has made the violent threats to me in the past, but I have made the point not to show any fear and make it clear that he can expect severe reprecussions for such a thing. This generally shuts him up. I'm not too worried about someone with the IQ of a watermellon posing any real threat to me anyways. Still it is fairly depressing to have such a person around my work place. I am more worried about what happens if he gets fired than if we keep him on the job.
My boss and I had a quick discussion about how easy everything could be. Do your job, help each other, make shingles and go home. It could be sooooo easy, but we have a few key people with assclown agendas that make things miserable. Alas.
Waiting for my new replacement combat boots, my current new set blew out the stiches behind the ankle. UPS should arrive in about fifteen minutes.
Ooo, something just came to the top of my priority list, I goota poop.
***insert pooping***
Things are a little high stress in the factory today. As muscle bound idiot boy sees fit to offer his advice to the supervisors about how lazy everyone is. This is dispite the fact that he is on the edge of being fired for being cuaght sleeping a dozen time this year. More than likely the sleep is caused when he reaches the bottom end of the curve in his meth cycle. I know this cycle all to well, as I have observed it in many of my coworkers. They can either be completely manic, bouncing off the walls or ready to fall asleep at any given moment. In the case of muscle bound idiot boy he has a violent stupidity mode in the midpoint of the downward curve. He has confided in me that he wants to kill people, that he has an irresistable urge to do so at times. I told him he better find a shrink and deal with that shit pronto.
He has made the violent threats to me in the past, but I have made the point not to show any fear and make it clear that he can expect severe reprecussions for such a thing. This generally shuts him up. I'm not too worried about someone with the IQ of a watermellon posing any real threat to me anyways. Still it is fairly depressing to have such a person around my work place. I am more worried about what happens if he gets fired than if we keep him on the job.
My boss and I had a quick discussion about how easy everything could be. Do your job, help each other, make shingles and go home. It could be sooooo easy, but we have a few key people with assclown agendas that make things miserable. Alas.
