Well, I got my job back. Yay for that. This way, I start off with a clean slate – I can call off as much as I want, really, if I feel so inclined, and I’ll have another week of vacation time right off the bat. However, since it’s so far into the month already, I’ll probably be really short on rent for next month. Boo. Boo, landlord, boo.
I bet if I ask really nice, my manager will let me sleep in the break room rent-free. Maybe I can bring the cats along and they can be company mascots or something. It’s perfect! And I can wander around the shop floor in a bathrobe during my downtime and criticize the other shift for doing stupid things while I sip my coffee and play with my cats. Best. Plan. Ever.
Does anything in this stupid world ever make sense on a consistent basis? It’s like I’m stuck in a kaleidoscope of stupid. Setting myself on fire and running around flailing my arms in front of a snow-cone shop might be fun. I wonder what that’s like.
The only thing that makes that option seem iffy is the though that maybe, just maybe, if this is what life is like, the afterlife might in turn look like this :
If it does wind up this way, we should all team up and file a class-action afterlife lawsuit against (any) god(s) (responsible for this shit).
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That’s funny man.. I agree. Take that Heavenly Father to the courts and sue his ass. Give him a few years in the local penitentiary and tell him to shape up or he’ll get another whooping. Sitting on his dumb @ss when everything doesn’t make sense..
Like Faith Hill says, “This kiss This kiss — its criminal…”
I’d be cool with forcing him to live out a proper lifetime on Earth, and then deal with his options for the afterlife with heavily restricted heavenly finances – limit him to tier II or III and then keep him there for a few centuries, then, when he gets out of his purgatory, he’d probably be a very boring God and we could all poke him with sticks to move him around the room.
Ya know I could tell you lies but I did see god once believe it or not.. he was very angry looking, no mercy type creature.
Glad to hear you were recalled after the layoff. Congratulations!
I hope your landlord can work with you a bit.
Things went suspiciously smooth, imo. I mean, the company dumped $10,000 in total on that arbitration proceeding to try and keep me and a handful of other employees off the payroll, and then they turn around and start treating us like VIP’s when we walk into the office to fill out an application. “Don’t even worry about any of the job history, or education fields. It’s just a formality anyhow! Can you start right now? Pleasepleaseplease?” Makes me curious about what’s really going on.