These past months I've been dealing with some serious loops, mounds & steep dips on this roller coaster of stress & emotions I'm on. One second I'm mad, next I'm sad as shit, then I feel like there's a shred of hope on the horizon, then I'm back to being nihilistic because of other people's bullshit. 'Sigh' cest la vie, but it shouldn't be life! So what a better way to come back to this by bitching to all you peoples about all this fuckery!
Don't worry, like always I'm going to end it with a 'This Shit Drives Me Up The Fucking Rainbow' so I don't bum you guys out so much.
You know what drives me up the fucking wall? Hired lackeys.
Let me elaborate here because I can already hear your confusion. Back when I got employed I had this awesome, understanding supervisor who got where we (The workers) were coming from. Aside from that, he knew what decisions to make that would make everyone happy. There were several cases where we as the workforce felt it was a wise choice to take care of everything on one day so we won't have to slave away on overtime the next day or throughout the week. We work the appropriate hours that aren't too long or too short. That is how it all should be, make the best decisions to avoid problems or delays in the future. Well, due to some unfortunate circumstances the original supervisor quit & we had to deal with waiting for a replacement. This fucking asshole who was a temporary supervisor, sigh. I feel I'm within my right to wish he gets a concussion by being knocked in the head by a dildo & his douche Jeep gets into a wreck. This fucker drives a white Jeep with decals from the companies his job supports. Good god, get a fucking personality you bland fuck! Well this motherfucker made some of the worst decisions on the job, which was why I had to spend half a whole week working 12 hour shifts one time. That's not who I'm bitching about specifically, after they found someone we thought the end days were done for. Sadly they were just beginning & this new guy (I'm calling him The Lackey) was what the high ups at this job felt was perfect for the job. It's perfectly clear the lackey had no experience doing a supervisor's job & constantly, daily, on the second he's always making the worst decisions ever!! He was making the decision the temp supervisor & this other douche were telling him to do. It was obvious these two guys were telling him what to do, how to do it & if he didn't comply then they would straight up snitch. Mind you, these two guys are barely around in our shift. Once we begin, they leave. Not only that, but it's clear The Lackey doesn't understand the concept of people being busy. Every single time I'm busy doing something & trying to finish up a job, this motherfucker comes out of the woodwork to distract me, tell me some useless info or to tell me to do something that he could do on his own. He's like a fucking child, a cunt faced child. Just this past week I had to play babysitter for a few new hires just because the lackey decided it would be better to let me do all the work. So instead of trying to finish up my own work & trying to finish on schedule, I had to stand back & let these new guys slowly but surely practice with my tools. The Lackey didn't give these people the tools to practice on, heaven forbid we finish up on time. Now I'm not bitching at these new guys, as much as I wanted to. One new guy, thankfully, caught on quickly & started to work quicker. These new folks came in on each day of that week, so of course I was stressed & agitated that whole week. I am not a great teacher, just to let you know. That's why I can't start card games or DM a campaign with people who are clueless about it all & expect me to teach them every single little thing. Sometimes I would forget specific important details & regret it later. So I try my hardest not to fuck anything up & try to hit all bases at that moment. Here's the thing, I'm always picked to teach these guys. How about handing the responsibility off to the other guys in my department? Before that the supervisor was the one teaching the new folks how to scan stuff, that's how it should be. Where the fuck was the lackey at while I was busy being fucking bored out of my fucking mind? Roaming about, jacking off to corpse porn at the break room probably. Those are theories I doubt are exaggerations. Dude looks like a villain from an late 2000's Cartoon Network show. I got no point of reference.
The Lackey is clear on the fact that he doesn't make the best decisions, he's just being a yes man to not just the other two assholes I just mentioned, but also a yes man to the corporation. Also I don't believe his little “Corporate says we should do this.” excuse he makes. Why does everyone in our shift have to work on Monday, Labor Day? Why can't we work Sunday then have Monday off? What is the point of that? As I write this I just requested Thursday & Monday off, but that got rejected so I wanna hear his cunt face excuse as to why I can't take those two days off. Is it because I asked for a five day weekend? Well guess what, I had to endure being short staffed for a week & three days & I never complain at my job. I do what I'm told so I wanna hear his bitch ass excuse as to why I am being rejected a vacation?
A supervisor, or just anyone in charge of a bunch of people, should think of the bigger picture than just do what they're told. Better yet, listen to what they're told then shortly thereafter think about how to make something better or efficient & provide a counter offer. But alas, being a critical thinker is seldom respected in these times. Thus why it's very clear these assholes in corporate love lackeys, because they would rather respect the yes man & keep them in their fucking cage says yes to everything than to have someone that can challenge them, all while saying bullshit like: “We here at (INSERT CORP NAME HERE) value our staff & their moxy.”
A fucking lackey is all these people are, the kind who just hear what they're told & do as they say without any thought whatsoever.The worst part is compared to me, these guys have higher pay & more liberties than us, the grunts in the trenches. For starters they don't have to breathe the dust. Whatever corporate says they must do, even though corporate has never set foot within the workplace & have no single idea as to how things work. When this corporate buy out happened this manager said shit like “We need to establish communication & let everyone know what goes on in here for a better understanding.” What's the point of communication when everything the worker says is just shot into one ear & exited out the other. To the common worker, they are the no man, to the higher ups they are yes men & to them that's being a critical thinker. Makes me fucking sick.
Corporate yes people are also in that same category of hired lackeys. Let's say I get an entourage of people who make decisions over stuff I wanna do for 'BlackTime E-Press'. I don't want yes people. Sure, we might get into arguments, creative differences will emerge but I don't want the yes folks to be lenient with me or else I will know something's up. There will be a clash of differences but guess what? That just means we gotta go back to the drawing board & come up with something that everyone would agree with. That's how business should be conducted.
It's funny how these business people talk about being critical & thinking of ways to make a job efficient, yet these are the same folks who pull the stupid decisions that nobody likes & at the end of the day they sit their in their portable toddler toilets saying “Oh, I thought we made a good decision.”
No, you didn't. I hate my cuntface supervisor OSCAR. Gonna throw that name out there.
Don't worry, nobody at work reads this page. Then again, I don't think anybody from work can read.
You know what drives me up the fucking wall? Alcoholics.
Now I make the distinction between alcohol drinkers & alcoholics. To all you people who enjoy your beers at parties, your wine coolers, your box wine at your annual Karen meetings, I'm not tossing you under the bus. People seem to make that misconception when I speak out against alcoholics. All you alcohol drinkers think I'm talking about you when I talk shit against Alcoholics. Like chill muuuuhhfucker! If you smell like beer at 7am, sweat alcohol to where your stench is damn near intolerable, slur your words & can't keep anything in balance, then you're a fucking alcoholic & you need help. As much as I wanna grab a bat & just slam it up your drunk ass face, this is one of the many moments where I say you need help. You alcoholics out there are making it so tough to keep people from beating the ever living shit out of you because all of you keep doing some of the most stupid shit out there & ruining people's fun at social events. The only time we appreciate the stupid shit you do is when you injure yourselves like falling off a one story home into a steel desk or getting a dart to the ass or eating raw steak & getting salmonella & puking your guts out.
My biggest issue with alcoholics comes from when they decide to inflict pain on others, whether it be emotional or physical. I should know from first hand experience, my dad was an alcoholic. I may have mentioned this part of my life before on 'Blogbabble', but didn't go into detail. I won't get too deep into details but I will say seeing your family members out of their element & become someone despicable is scary. It's a scary view, especially being a younger child just seeing your sober parent get taken over by this demon. I forget how old I was (too young but not young enough to forget), but I remember once when my dad was at a party & he got into this argument with my mom & he decided to dance with some other woman & my mom was completely destroyed. I didn't know the concept of Divorce back in those days, but I felt something like that would eventually happen & to think that may have been a possibility had it not been for my father's immediate decision to quit cold turkey. Don't know how he did it since he never joined an AA meeting. Guess that power goes to my mom, she's one tough cookie. I swear, had I been through what my mom has been through, I would of declared divorce immediately. Then again, thinking about that part of their life depresses the ever living shit out of me. I won't get into details, that's for the elusive therapist whom I can't find.
You see, all of that because of fucking alcohol. As stated many times, dad hasn't had a drink in (coming up) two decades, CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? That's dedication & worthy of respect & I give all of you folks out there who have given up drinking nothing but respect as well. But my case was nothing compared to other folks who's life got way more fucked up by alcohol, as well as drugs (The fucked up kind). Many a good people died from drunk driving or emotionless abuse. That's why I get pissed off whenever someone says shit like “Alcoholism is a disease.” Argue with me if you will, but I say no! The day I start believing alcoholism is a disease is when someone contracts a alcoholic transmitted disease. They chose to put beer on their lips, they chose to have more when they had enough & sometimes you alcoholics become petty when the bar decides to implement a limit!
“Oh how dare you tell me how much I should drink!”
Fuck off with that petty ass shit, cry me a river. Maybe instead of bitching at the bartender, bitch at your fellow asshole drunkards who were the reason why there is a two drink limit.
Now this part is gonna get controversial, but this whole cultural machismo thing is bullshit. Now before I go on, let me state that all cultures have their equal number of alcoholics. Despite saying this, I see some ethnicity that have a higher ratio of alcoholics than others & I truly believe that is due to upbringing, the much more higher tolerance of alcoholics & their cultural perception of masculinity or on the other side, depends how femininity is treated. Not trying to say alcohol is the solution to problems, but if someone was born & raised to live life as a housewife & do nothing but bear babies during non-cathartic intercourse then of course they would turn to the sauce after finding out they got no choice in how to live life. Back to the male side, I get so angry when you got these old hats talking about how you gotta deal with your problems, man up, no complaining & quit being a pussy. Typical machismo response, but yet these are the same motherfuckers who rather than deal with their problems head on, they pour all their problems & sorrows into alcohol & make their life worse. I'm constantly dealing with life's headshots, but I never turned to the sauce to forget about them! So you tell me, who's the bigger wimp?
Earlier I mentioned the self inflicting pain of alcoholics where you see these videos of these parties where some drunk asshole decides to jump into a steel desk or a plastic chair. I never understood that aspect of party culture. When I was taking classes I would hear these frat boy students talk about how cool & awesome it was to wake up lying in a puddle of their own puke & feeling that their anus has been dilated. Really? Sleeping in puke & most assuredly being raped while passed out, that's your highlight? How is that anything anyone would aspire to experience? The future of America.........TODAY!
Now I didn't want to put alcohol drinkers under the bus, but in this aspect I gotta fucking toss you under a parked car. Why is it that whenever I decline alcohol at social gatherings it always has to be this pathetic life mission to have me to take a fucking sip? If I don't want any, then that should be a blessing because that means there's more for you. Yet for some reason it seems like y'all just want to assimilate people into drinking alcohol. If I don't want any, then I don't want any!!! Then when I get frustrated & yell, you all have the nerve to look at me like I'm the crazy fucking person who just put a bullet in your first born. Then there's the misconception of not wanting alcohol due to religion. I've no beef with the Amish or the Jehovas Witnesses or any religion out there, but why does it always have to be religious? I'm agnostic. Even if I never experienced those messed up experiences in my earlier youth, I think the education from health classes & (if you're a 90's kid) D.A.R.E or (If you're a 2000's kid) G.A.P & all those After School Specials did well enough to ward me away from the sauce. Now noted when it comes those programs some information is skewered, especially with marijuanna & the non-designer drugs. Then there's the whole 'Just Say No' bullshit.
So fuck you, you fucking drunk pieces of shit!!! You drunk fucks drive me up the fucking wall with your bullshit. Shoutout to all the people who are recovering. Y'all get my support & my upmost respect! Also shoutout to the sober pinup queen on my Facebook. You know who you are & you also get my respect.
Now before I end this, I would like to at least have readers take something positive out of every episode of 'TSDMUTFW' so to conclude this installment let me tell you the shit that drives me up the fucking rainbow!
Lunch ladies, y'all are winning!!! Lunch ladies, providing students with good ass food.....for the most part. Most of the nicest, kindest people in schools are the lunch ladies. A close second would be Librarians, but once High School hit we got Miss.Finster as the school librarian. No lying there, she looked like Miss Finster.
Now here we get to the backlash lunch ladies always face & that is that cafeteria food is all shit. I don't blame the lunch ladies for that, I mostly blame the school district & as always all you fuckers fall for the district's scapegoating. If it were up to the lunch ladies, they would cook kids up with some of that gourmet home cooking. Hate the way burgers taste in public school lunches? Blame the district. Unless you're in grade school, part of that might be the PTA's. I told this story a lot, I don't mind telling it again. Back in grade school the lunch ladies would always sell homemade chocolate chip cookies both with chocolate chips & ones with M&M's. I tell you, those cookies were fucking future!!!! That's gonna be a new positive saying for me, if you're fucking future then you're the fucking future. Well, all the kids loved the cookies & they were $1 a piece. 2001 prices, motherfucker!!!! Well, the PTA caught wind of this, or at least one of the cow housewives caught wind of this & rather than being a democracy they all decided to let this bitch get her way & that is how cookies stopped being sold for snack time at school. Now I won't bitch too much, string cheese & graham crackers were the shiznit, but I yearn for the sweet, sugary, tasty heaven that was those M&M cookies. I know they sell cookie dough with M&Ms on them, but it ain't the same. IT'S NOT THE SAME!!!!! They must have put in a special sweetness inside those cookies that gave them this oomph, you know what it is? They made those cookies, they didn't just grab whatever the fuck cookie dough they got from a local Wallgreens or wherever. Looking back, I don't want to say banning the sale of cookies was all that bad. This was at the time when this whole childhood obesity thing was just becoming news, but let me tell you about High School & the opposite side of this banning. There was a little kiosk at the high school I went to. The cafeteria ladies were selling/giving away (Only to folks who had lunch tickets) a healthier alternative. They sold tuna salads, chicken salads, turkey or chicken sub sandwiches, ceaser salads, a platter of carrots with lima beans & a bunch of other good veggies. This time the PTA isn't at fault. Come to think of it, I don't think there was a PTA at the high school I was in. Well, they aren't at fault because this time it was the district who decided to take away the healthier alternatives of lunch. Mind you, this was at that time when Michelle Obama was making headlines with her mission to have public school give out healthier choices. I saw this as the school district (Forgot to mention, this was those LAUSD fuckers) retaliating against the Obama presidency.
“How dare that black man...woman tell me how to feed kids! Wait up, you mean schools are giving out healthy alternatives? Take them out!!! We don't need kids being healthy!!”
A quick aside, I always saw people who called Michelle a man as secret racists. I know y'all hate her for her skin color, but are afraid to admit it. She's a gorgeous woman with nice shoulders! But even then I'll say her “Turnip for what” was one of the cringiest things she's ever done in her tenure as first woman. Really? Turnip for what? Well going back to topic, the LAUSD straight up decided to take away the healthy foods & all we were left with now is nothing but that greasy cafeteria food. I'm not bitching, I for one (as a poor kid) loved cafeteria food despite the majority opinion. The pizza kicked ass, the burritos were awesome (Especially those breakfast burritos), pancake sticks, chalupas....I don't know what the fuck a chalupa was but that was fucking awesome & I even liked the mashed potatoes with gravy that tasted like celery. All you fucking rich bitches had the nerve to shout “Eeeewww!” at this food, but I for one enjoyed the shit out of that food & would of demanded seconds. The only healthy side order we had was a piece of fruit which ranged from a peach, a bananna or an orange which I could never peel properly without the thick whtie inner skin of it. I even dug that pink ice cream they had, damn good ice cream. Despite that, there was some crap that was given out there like that chicken. Dry as hell, the bread was much better. Then there was that spagetti with that bigass meatball. What the fuck is that?
I once read a blog post where this woman talked about how her mom was a lunch lady & once she saw that the school district was retaliating against Obama's healthy food thing, she & all her co-workers decided to actually go out of their way & cook the kids something homemade with fruits, vegetables & whatever meat or chicken they could get their hands on outside of school. Then they got hit with threats of termination by the principal & the district if they didn't stop making homemade food for the kids. Can you believe that bullshit?
Lunch ladies get a bad rap in my humble opinion. Now noted, I'm just focusing on the lunch ladies I've encountered in my life. I'm sure all of you have encountered bitchy, angry, messed up lunch ladies. I don't doubt that they're out there. All the lunch ladies I've encounted were nice, beautiful (In my view! I can already read those comments. “Lunch ladies izzzz ugly!” Fuck you, that's my response.) & in grade school those lunch ladies made me feel good about myself more than any teacher or school staff had ever made me feel! There have been many a time when I would be called 'Sweetie' or 'Babe' by these ladies & that would always make me jump for joy! So to all of you lunch ladies out there, or lunch men (I'm pretty sure there are men out there working in the school cafeteria. Fuck man, I forgot to mention Chef from 'South Park') out there, keep up the fucking good work!! You may not be respected by everyone, but goddamn it you get my fucking respect! Lunch ladies, I'm single.
Y'all want a date. Y'all want to get pampered by me. Call me & put on your best disneyland sweater. I'll make you feel like a queen!
From that ending, you can tell lunch ladies drive me up the fucking rainbow.
I wanna know what drives you up the fucking wall & what drives you up the fucking rainbow. I got a special I wanna do.
So tune in next time.....sometime. I'll admit, it's going to be a long while until the next TSDMUTFW will come out. So be patient & please, send in some feedback.
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