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Posted:Apr 20, 2006 8:18 pm
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My life is boring. All I get a chance to do anymore is go to work, come home, and go back to work... This sucks. Is anyone having fun out there, or are most of you stuck in a rut like me? I've been so bored, I haven't even been able to post an f'n blog, just cause I couldn't think of a good subject... damnit... oh well... talk to yinz lata...
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Wildest thing ever done...
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Posted:Apr 10, 2006 5:25 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2006 5:28 am
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What is the wildest thing any of you have ever done?
The wildest thing I have ever done was during spring break like 2 years ago. My then girlfriend and I got drunk on Ronrico and Pepsi. She has this thing about talking to guys online. Well she talked this guy into a threesome, and we drove all the way from Pitcairn, PA to Cranberry, PA. met in the parking lot of an Eat N PArk of all places, and then went to a Motel 6. To be honest, it sucked. Big time. I can't even explain why anymore, I just have the feeling of it sucking burned into my mind.
So, what was the wildest thing you all have done so far? Enquiring minds want to know... Lata
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The last chapter in the drama...
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Posted:Apr 1, 2006 1:29 pm
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2006 5:27 am
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Before continuing reading the rest of this post, you might want to check What the hell is this person thinking , Confronting someone And finding out you just might be wrong , and Put a smile on your face in that order to get the full background.
Now having read those 3 posts, let's conclude thise little bit. I go into work last night to find out that my friend got fired from Eat N' Park. Why might you ask? Well... that depends on who you ask...
I have 2 versions of the reason why, and both are true, to a certain extent. The reason on the notice of termination is that her register drawers have been short for the past month, every time she's worked. And believe it or not, the registers are almost always short. HAving said that, it might be true that she did take money, I don't know. I didn't see her do it, and I'm not gonna specualte, having been fired once myself for the very same thing. Not proud of it, and boy did it change my life, but still, I did it, I can't say one thing about it. This I found out from both the other servers, who grabbed me as I walked in and told me, and from the manager on duty, who pulled me aside to find out if I knew anything about it, and if I had been trained in the use of E N P's register system, which I'm glad to say I have not been. More on the little convo w/management later.
The other reason, and this one again I heard from both management and co-employees, is that she was sitting at the front counter talking about sexual fantasies she's had with her and another employee of the restaurant. If you really want to know who she was refering to, then you didn't read the previous 3 posts on this... Anyways, while no customer actually called into the corperate offices to complain about it, she happened to have spoken this aloud, where 3 different managers could hear her. Now if no customers complained, then this isn't something to be fired for per se. Hence the bit above about the registers being short.
As I said, the registers are always short, and in the year and a half I've been there, no one has been fired for it. I got to have a nice little chat with management because they wanted to know what I knew. The three main things I was asked in that conversation were 'Do you even know how to work the registers?', 'What's going on between you two?', and, last but most important, 'Will us firing her make you slack off, or have more of an attitude than you already have now?' This is management asking this now, not my fellow employees, who recieve my attitude on a daily basis. My reply? 'If I had actually done anything with her, no one would be dealing with any attitude because I'd be a very relaxed individual. As far as me slacking off, I'm the only cook who bothers to stay 3 hours after his shift is done to make sure that all of his cleanups and stocking is done. If you want, I can start to slack...'
They didn't like that last bit...
And that is that. I haven't gotten any answers/replies/phone calls from her, and thus I'm left in the lurch.
As far as attitude goes, as much as I try, and it has gotten really bad recently, I can't help but snap at people. Whether they deserve it or not. Why? There are a lot of reasons. The main few are the facts that I'm not sleeping very well, if at all, which makes me grumpy, and I'm lonely as all hell, which makes me vary grumpy. And guess what? None of that's gonna change, while I'm as grumpy as I am. I mean, think about it, if you're a grumpy ass, people aren't gonna wanna hang out with you. Period. In my case, that causes me to lose sleep, and thus those 2 problems continue.
Oh well. Not like I'm expecting a deluge of responses to this, as I don't get many of those as it is on this site, although there are other sites I've started to visit, and one in particular I've been on for like 5 days, and already have 6 different people e-mailing me, but I digress. I'll talk to yinz lata...
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What does it take...?
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Posted:Mar 29, 2006 2:30 pm
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2006 5:42 am
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What does it take to get noticed? I know that's a real vague question, but is it? I mean, for you all know I could mean in real life, online, or anywhere in between. For me, it's an all of the above type question. What does it take?
Maybe I think I'm being ignored here in specific becasue I usually get at least one or two response/comments/votes on other websites I post blogs on. Not that I'm worried about it, I really haven't had much to post recently, but still. All I have to do is put 'Look at my big cock!' in the title box and I'd get at least 50 people looking and laughing at me...
No I don't post pics of my parts on any website, you wanna see it, you gotsta meet me...
I am not that outgoing, re: I'm an introvert. Something I'm trying to change, but it ain't happenin overnight. I am a lot more open on the net, cause I'm not in front of anyone, face to face. I can take my time, and post my thoughts. If you take your time everytime you try and say something to someone in front of you, you're gonna look like a rude dumbass. Not my style. Don't get me wrong, if I know what I'm talking about, I'll zip something back at lightspeed. This also usuallly gets me in trouble.
For instance:
2 of my co-workers were talking in front of the pantry window (the window were I put the food and the servers go and get it) and they were talking about how their boyfriends treat them like shit. Now, this is something I'm familiar with, being that one of my girlfriends brought another guy into the apartment to have 'fun.' Now I should point out it has been discussed after the fact that we were exs at the time but still living together, even if I wouldn't recognize it as such. It still hurt like hell. Anyways, the 2 servers were talking about their b/fs treating them like crap, and one of them turned to me and was like 'Why do you guys always treat us like crap?'
*blink, blink*
Now I had 3 different responses, if not more, that I was more than willing to provide. Response 1, I never treated either of my girlfriends like crap. Response 2, most guys are only out for the pussy, but not all of us. Hence why they say 'Nice Guys Finish Last...' Response 3, If you weren't such a bitch, he might have a reason to treat you better.
Now which response do you think I used? I'll give you, the reader, a few moments to think about it...
'You're so mean Locke, what the fuck is your problem?' My problem is that I actually try and see it from both sides. I understand that most guys are gonna treat girls like crap, just because they got it, and they want more. But I also see how the girls act towards guys will make the guys treat them bad. Not saying that any of my girlfriends purposefully did this to me, but I see it. And sometimes, people need to be told what they are doing isn't what they think they're doing.
I'm all for treating your woman with dignity and respect, and there is at least 1 out there that can testify this, but if you do some of the things that I've seen, you're getting put in your place. 'Oh, me and my boyfriend had plans, but a friend I haven't talked to in 5 years wanted to go to the bar, and I went.' That's a one way ticket to a smack-bottom. Anyways... How does this tie in with how to get noticed? Simple. The only time I get noticed is when I'm an asshole, anymore. I don't want to be an asshole. Besides at work, where it doesn't matter if I'm an ass or not, I get shit on anyways...
What does it take to get noticed? Let me know what yinz think, I'm outta here...
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How much does age matter?
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Posted:Mar 27, 2006 5:27 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2006 6:06 am
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How much does age really matter in relationships? I had errands to run today up at the Pittsburgh Mills mall. Every so often I'd pass these groups of young females, obviously not out of high school, or if they are, they just graduated. Every time I passed a group, they'd look at me, giggle, and start whispering to themselves and looking over their shoulders at me. Whatever. I don't stop and talk, I think they are too young for me. I'm 25. I'm not gonna wanna do all of the childish shit I used to when I was their age. Anyways, I went out to the bus stop, and another teeny bopper comes up to me, and asks if this was a bus stop or not, even though I was leaning on the bus stop sign. In the 5 minutes it took for the bus to get to us, I knew her life story. Then she asked the question. 'I haven't seen you in school before, you just starting classes?'
Are you f'n serious? I just looked at her and told her how old I was. She didn't believe me at first, until I showed her my license. I wasn't aware I looked THAT young... Why is it that I can be by myself like that, and no one MY age walks up and wants to chat? And when I actually try and start convos, I get shut down...
This leads me to the above question. Does age matter? And another question, do people ignore me cause I look as young as I apparently do? Let me know what yinz think, I'll talk to ya'll lata...
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Where are you....
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Posted:Mar 23, 2006 12:42 pm
Last Updated:Mar 27, 2006 5:28 pm
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So where have I been, if anyone cares? Being boring, that's what. I haven't worked with my friend from Put a smile on your face, and I haven't tried to call her, what with boyfriend monitoring her cell phone and all. I just haven't had anything to post. To be honest, I'm getting tired of everytime I try and do something on this site, a big window pops up and says that if I want to do that, I need to pay. There are other sites on the internet, which run a lot more smoothly than this, do the same things, plus some, and doesn't cost a penny. The main reason I'm here, is because I like to read everyone else's blogs. It gives you an inside look into that persons mind for the day, doesn't it? Oh well...
I'm still around, just posting when something actually happens, or when the neural synapsis says 'Hey! This would be fun to post about!'
I'll talk to yinz lata...
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Put a smile on your face....?
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Posted:Mar 18, 2006 10:58 am
Last Updated:Apr 1, 2006 1:05 pm
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So, as I've recently told all of you, I have a scratch on my eye. Well, it is feeling better, but it's also causing a different reaction. I'm being a lot more careful at work for now, just because I don't want to be in a hurry to go and hurt myself again. So what happens last night?
On Friday and Saturday midnights, there are 2 cooks instead of the normal 1. SO me and the other cook, were going through the routine, I was prepping stuff, he was cooking the few checks we'd get, until the bar rush hit. Bars close around 3am here in the Pittsburgh area, so prolly in the entire state of PA. That hour, between 3 and 4am, we did $500+. Not a lot you think? I usually do $500 in a full shift either Wed. ot Thur. We did that in an hour. NOw I was being so 'careful' I managed to burn my fellow cook with a little bit o' fryer grease, twiist my ankle on a box that hadn't gotten broken down, and burn a case and a half of bacon. Think 10 strips of bacon per sheet, 2 sheets per tray, 16 trays... 360 strips of bacon in one case... you do the rest of the math. Ironic isn't it? We were jovial as all hell too, which as I've stated in my blog before, isn't a very common accurance, at least not for me. So there's a smile...
Here's another smile, my friend, you know, the one who's fighting her little addiction, comes back to were I was prepping the bacon and tells me her back is killing her, she really needs someone to rub it. Hottie + asking to get massaged = problems for Locke...
So I take a small break and start to massage the small of her back. I'd like the same thing if I ever let anyone know my neck/back is always in knots. Anyways I start at the small of her back, and work my way up to her shoulders. Now she's mmm-ing and awww-ing, and I actuallly hold my tongue, instead of saying something like I normally would have. After working her shoulders and neck for a few minutes, I start back down her back, massaging along her spine, trying to loosen the knots that I find. Again she's obviously enjoying this. I'm starting to wonder if her back's still bothering her or if she gets off on having her back rubbed like that. I keep hearing how the vagina and nipples are not the only erogenous area on the female body... Oh yeah, if you think her moaning and stuff wasn't affecting me, without her even touching me directly, except for my hands on her back/neck, then think again...
She actually asks me to go and massage her neck/shoulders again, so I work my way back up. Now let me paint you a picture. She's leaning on the counter I was using. I'm standing directly behind her, massaging her back/shoulders/neck. As I work my way up to her shoulders, she starts to step backwards, while still leaning on the counter, esentially bending over. I notice this right away, and start to step back myself, like a moron, for 2 reasons. #1, she's my friend. #2, we're at work. If I were anywhere else and she were not my friend, started that, I'd have poked through both my pants and hers. After she steps back a few times, she asks me to get closer, so I can apply more pressure. I try to do so, without stepping forward, and she's like what's wrong? You'll notice the whole statement of poking through pants? When do you think I actually thought of that? Being an aroused moron, I mention the fact that if I step closer, we both will need new pants, due to my poking holes in them. She then takes a step forward, away from me mind you, and then says she still needs her neck massaged more. I take 2 steps closer, and all of the sudden her ass is rubbing up against my crotch. I stop, and start tapping her shoulder, and she leans back and whispers in my ear that fact that this massage has her so wet, I could have fucked her right then and there, and she wouldn't have cared one bit, then she walks away, but not without turning around to face me for a momnet for me to see very erect nipples...
Now lets go over the troubles Locke sees...
1.) We were on the clock, at work, in a public restaurant, were any one of our co-workers could have walked back to see us.
2.) She's my friend. Yeah, we flirt a little, but that's it. Nothin else. Hell we don't even hang out outside of work.
3.) I didn't touch anything near either her breasts or crotch area... And she was all turned on...
4.) She has a boyfriend who is 6'4" tall, compared to my 5'6", he's like close to 300lbs, while I weight less then half that, and he's a thug life kinda guy, which means he'd have no problem finding me and stomping my ass, until he felt vengence.
5.) and second most important... how the hell was I gonna work with a raging hard-on like that? I had to stop what I was doing and think very disgusting things, like what would happen if I stuck my dick in the fryer, to get it to go down... It's not like I oculd have gone into the bathroom for the 5 to 10 minutes that I would have needed to get off. I was at WORK!!!
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6.) I still got to come home, and be by myself...
What the hell am I supposed to do with that? I mean, what would any of you folks do if something like that happened to you? Damn I'm confused... and horny...
Oh well... talk to yinz lata...
p.s. After reading through this post and remembering what happened... yeah, same reaction as when she actually did it... Thanks alot Passion.com! I'm gonna start to get sore after awhile...
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And then...
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Posted:Mar 16, 2006 4:16 pm
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2006 10:13 am
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Okay, update time. Better read From thoughts of derangement, to thoughts of playing in the grass and back again to get the full story.
Know the problem with this particular little scratch? It rubs and puts pressure on the actual scratch, when my eye is closed. Not fun to sleep with. From when I posted that entry, til now, I've slept on and off for about 2 hours. And I still have to work tonight...
As far as the whole getting off thing, I had to hit the porn. It was driving me crazy. And I don't want to hear about how bad porn is... it's people's own personal decision to either be entertained by it, or to perform for it, or what not.
It's at times like these, were I wish I still had a girlfriend, one, and two, that she still lived with me. So much easier... I mean, who lives with someone they are intimate with, and then just watches them walk around with a hard on?
I'm glad I'm making people laugh, even if it is at my own pain and suffering, I actually love to make people laugh. I'm just a little too shy to do something like stand up comedy...
Oh well... let's see what's goin on outside my apartment today... talk to yinz lata...
p.s. For those who found my masturbation thing funny. I might have gotten my rocks off, but it wasn't enough. Still horny as all hell...
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From thoughts of derangement, to thoughts of... playing in the grass... and back again?
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Posted:Mar 16, 2006 10:06 am
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2006 4:03 pm
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Okay, first off, let me explain how my day started. I went to work last night, which means that as this day started, I was already at work for like 2 or 3 hours. Now as I've stated before, I work in a restaurant, and when you do, you must deal with deep fryers. How do you think your french fries get cooked? Anyways, it was between 1am and 2 am in the morn, and I was putting a basket of fries down, when some of the grease splashed out, and onto my face. My first reaction? Jump back, so nothing else gets on me, which causes me to ram the bag of fries into my eye, the same basic area that the grease had struck...
Now comes the first and biggest mistake. I stayed til the end of my shift. I know, I know...
Second mistake. I stayed after my shift to try and get shit done that hadn't gotten done.
It's now 8am in the morning, when I should have left at 7am, co-workers are backing away from me in fear asking if my eye'sokay , and I finally say, enough. I leave, and go to the ER. After a ten minute walk (8:10am) I talk to the triage nurse...
At the triage station, the nurse asks me if I need treated. I say yes. She asks me what's wrong so I explain what happened. She tells me to go get registered, and then she'll call me over... This takes about 5 minutes(8:15am)
I go to the registry desk. She asks for photo ID, my insurance card, and the same basic questions that the triage nurse asked. I'm the only person in the waiting room, sides workers. She tells me to sit down, and I'll be called over. This takes about ten minutes(8:25am)
A few minutes later, the same triage nurse that first saw me calls me over. I sit in the chair she designates, and she proceeds to ask me, the exact same questions the registration lady, and she herself asked me not 15 minutes ago! Plus I have to wait for all the labels to print. Thus I'm led back to the 'eye room' of the ER... total time 20 minutes(8:45am)
The eye doctor comes in, puts some drops in my eye that burn like a bitch, proceeds to not be able to find q-tips, has to reapply the drops, and then discovers that the grease itself has not hit my eye, like everyone feared. But I did scratch my cornea with the bag o fries... He gives me drops to take, 2 drops in the eye when I get home, 1 drop every 3 hours after, and I get distarched. Total time for this? 26 minutes(9:11am for those keeping count)
I go outside, catch a bus, go get drinks (Diet Mountain Dew, no sleep? Yeah right... Oh wait, I can't sleep with these drops in my eyes. I have to take the first 2, and then at least 1 more drop before I can sleep...) And proceed to get back to my apartment at about 5 minutes to 10am(9:55am) Now after I get home from work, I have a semi ritual. Since most of the waitresses I work with are hotties, I get to watch them go around the restaurant and see their asses wiggle, whenever they pass my window. Hence I'm glad that they can't see the erections they cause... Anyways, I go home from work, and ritualistically, masturbate about whoever I worked with the night before. This little bit of info might be too much info for some, so I apologize, but if I were getting lots and lots of sex, I would not have signed up for this site. I then proceed to try and put these drops in my eye, while sitting in front of my PC, and getting messaged from a friend of mine, in law school mind you, about this online game I've gotta try. I explain what I'm attempting, and why, and he's like that sucks. When done with eyedrops, go play game. So I'm sitting there thinking out loud, since I live alone, This game better be the shit. I then proceed to put drop 1 in my eye...
I think I broke my keyboard drawer...
I then put drop 2 in my eye, and manage to refrain from damaging anything else. The same shit he put in my eye at the hospital... for me to take every 3 hours...
I'm thoroughly pissed off now, and thus ends the first thoughts of derangement, cause at that point, I think I'd have tried anything, and I mean ANYTHING, to get my mind off the irritation in my eye.
I then start this game, which looks like a kiddy anime gone knights and armor-ish, except youstart in blue jeans and incase you missed it, they look like little . Playing in a field of grass... I play this game for like an hour and a half(noon-ish), trying to reach the same point that my friend is, so we can go get into some trouble together. Except that he's in class on his wireless laptop right now, so he isn't playing. Anyways, I play, until my eye starts to bother me... Now for the part of playing the game, I was actually not paying attention to the eye. I was trying to figure out this game. Tho and behild, my eye will have none of this... And thus, we start going back to the deranged...
It starts to twinge, and I'm like, okay, staring at the screen too long. I log off the game, and then go for some light reading of the blogs. Still not doing my normal thing. I then read some of the blogs, like how Sassy dressed all in black, or how MzHuny found a site that sells animal dildeos(and yes, they are dildoes shaped like the cocks of different animals, and then I read the responses...) The whole animal dildo thing really threw me for a loop, I couldn't even comment...
Anyways, I sit down at my blog, totally dazed, confused, irritated, and whatever else you might think I'm feeling at this moment when something happens... I see a cute pic. And after staring at said pic... guess who decided to wake up. Do any of you realize how hard it is to keep an erection when you're in pain? Trust me, it's gone up and down 5 different times while I've been trying to beat off/write this entry. 5 times. What the fuck. I need something. I either need it to rest, or I need to get off. Which do you think is happening soon? Oh yeah, the whole time points thing? It's now almost 1pm, 3 hours after I first took the stupid drops when I got home... It never fucking ends...
So what do yinz think will happen? Will Locke break his desk anymore? Will he actually be able to calm down enough to do something about his erection(s), or is he gonna be burn out, and not sleep, and not do anything relaxing, cause most of these things require eyesight, which I don't want to use right now...
I'll let ya'll know what happens, and not in lurid detail, unless you ask nicely, next post. I'll talk to yinz lata...
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Nice Guys vs. Bad Guys
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Posted:Mar 14, 2006 6:57 am
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2006 9:05 am
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I recently read mzhunyhole's blog entry, [post 269756] which is about how bitches/bad girls get more guys then cutiepies/nice girls and left this comment...
(With some spelling corrections... and some color coding... geez I need to proofread better...)
The same goes for us guys too MzHuny. I just had this huge discussion with a friend about how nice guys finish last. If a nice guy goes and gets a bitch, the relationship won't last, unless either the bitch settles down, or the guy becomes an ass. I believe in changing yourself to meet the needs of the person you want to be with, but something like that changes your whole personality. Nice guy to asshole in a month? You shouldn't have to change every aspect of your life, just the minor things that help smooth out problems that might occur.
Personally, I fall for both. As long as I can talk to you, and you actually listen, you've got me wrapped around your finger.
If I fall for a bitch, then I'll help her tone the bitchness down to a tolerable level, not changing her personality, which is why I'd be with her, but enough for me to be able to live with her, and not have my balls cut off. And in living with a bitch that long, that I might actually grow a little bit of intestinal fortitude.
If I fall for a nice girl, then we'll help each other come out of our shells, and thus we both grow a little intestinal fortitude, cause there are situations were you have to step up to the plate if you wanna keep a relationship, and you've gotta have guts to do it.
And no... I didn't mean to put a whole blog entry here either... My fingers went as fast as my brain just now...
Now that I've got it in my own blog (sorry MzHuny) I can give even more thoughts.
I talk about how you shouldn't have to do a 180 with your personality, aka Nice guy to asshole in a month? yet I also say You shouldn't have to change every aspect of your life, just the minor things that help smooth out problems that might occur. Is this contradicting? I mean, If you change yourself at all then are you the same person that the person you hooked up with, hooked up with? I don't know. I know that people change, and that relationships that are ment to last will have both people changing together, to mold them into one, hence marriage, but still. Now that I've stopped and thought about it, it's kinda confusing me...
What do yinz think? Is it okay for you to change yourself completely to be with the one you want to be with forever, is it okay to change yourself a little bit, or shouldn't you change yourself at all?
My inquiring mind wants to know...
Talk to yinz lata...
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Doing a good job and getting grief for it...
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Posted:Mar 13, 2006 7:49 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2024 10:50 pm
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Don't you hate it, when you put forth real effort into something, and you get shat on for it? It happened twice to me within 24 hours...
As I've told you before, I'm a midnight cook at a local 24 hour restaraunt. We closed Sunday night for maintenance, and all I had to do was clean. And I mean clean in places where no one has cleaned since I started there a year and a half ago... Anyways, the next cook came in, and pretty much pissed on all my work, bitching about having to turn everything on in the kitchen, even though that's why he had to come in 2 hours early to do it. Then he wrecked the kitchen fixing everything up, when he didn't need to. I know management went in to talk to him, I don't know what happened after that, I left so I wouldn't physically strike him...
Then I get home to find out my sister needs me to play tech support on her PC. Thus I get picked up, and I go over there, and fix her computer, and help her straighten her office, and help her file... And then she says I should moce a lot faster when I'm helping her, I was getting in her way...
It is now 10:40pm EST i PIttsburgh. I woke up at 5pm EST Sunday night. I did some chores around the apartment, went to work, went from work, back to the apartment for all of a half hour, then went to my sisters. Does that sound like I got any sleep? Does it sound like I busted my ass at my paying job before coming over and helping out? Honestly, one of these days, I'm gonna either blow up at someone, or just shut myself off from real life people, and do nothing but talk to people on the net...
I know everyone has ahd this happen to them. Do any of you blog readers have any horror stories like these, and, furthermore, how did you cope?
I used to have such great control over my temper, and it seems to have gone to shit...
Oh well, done bitchin... talk to yinz lata...
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To each their own...
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Posted:Mar 12, 2006 10:15 am
Last Updated:Mar 13, 2006 7:02 pm
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Have you ever stopped what you were doing to say 'Hi' to someone and then after a few minutes chit chat, you try to go back to what you were doing, and then they look or sound all offended when you try and finish your tasks. That pisses me off, I could have been done with what I was doing, but no, I stop to say hi to you, and you look pissed off, when I try and get back to it? 2 words. FUCK YOU! People wonder why I don't like hanging out in crowds. Too many idiots. I mean, if I know you enough for me to stop and talk to you, then I already know a good portion of your life story, I don't need to hear it again. Honestly...
Does this happen to everyone, or am I just that much of an asshole?
Talk to yinz lata...
p.s. That 'asshole' bit is a loaded question, I know, but the first part is not.
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Chatting 101 or why some people don't understand how they keep getting turned down...
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Posted:Mar 10, 2006 1:27 pm
Last Updated:Mar 12, 2006 10:01 am
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I must have missed this class. Why is it that every time I go into a chat room on Passion.com, I see peole saying things like 'I wanna nail you from behind', or ' I'm in east jabumfuck Antarctica lookin for a screw'...
Honestly, it's the same as I've said about the blogs. But here's something different. Some people don't understand why they get turned down so often. It wouldn't be because of the way you come across when you tell people flat out in a public chat room that you wanna fuck them? There are private chat rooms, paging system, and instant messenger systems provided by this website for that.
I go into the Philly/Tri-state chat room and a few others, say 'Hi all', get ignored, and then watch the screen scroll as all these guys, and yes they are mostly guys, go on and try to hook up with ladies who are obviously not looking for a person that outgoing, or at least not someone who's so brazen. My problem is that I'm not brazen enough. I say 'Hi' and then sit back and wait for a response. Very hard to get into a convo that way. Most people spam the shit out of it. IT'd be like me going in there and saying '25/m/Pittsburgh looking for some fun tonight!!!' over and over again, because... (wait for it...) no one is answering!
We are all adults here, are we not? Then why are these adults acting like little who need their mommies to wipe their asses? IF you've sent the same message 20+ times, and no one has respnded, then no one will respond, try again later. Or come up with a different tack.
I'm not saying I'm perfect either, hence the whole, getting ignored thing. Does anyone out there have any advice for those who are too brazen, or not brazen enough? What exactly should be said, and How many times should one repeat themselves?
Any feedback would be great, talk to yinz lata...
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