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The War at Home.


So it looks like I'm definitely looking for a new apartment seeing how these cocksuckers are playing games like putting a dead bolt at 1 am when my son is sleeping and serving me paperwork as leaving to go to st. catherines to pick him up. and then serving me court papers before i even get a chance to get some fucking legal advice. same excuse as last time, i'm either getting a new place in the next two weeks or i am going to tie this shit up in court for a while, Wanna see me turn into a hell rider? if it wasn't for my job and my kid i would almost go fucking transient agian, i mean every fucking minute except for one month in this aptement i have been working mostly overnight and then this cocksucking bullshit since december? can't wait till they end up renting to a real fucking crackhead and someone burns down the place... fucking assholes... had to put the wagon in his room for fear they would toss it if i left it outside. not fucking impressed with anything right now.. oh and i'm losing shifts at work bigtime too...

Oh and on the job front.... a month ago i had a clear fucking picture of what was going on in my life and where i was going... now there is so much fucking bullshit swirling the toilet i don't know what the fuck to think... i mean two people that got hired or came back from vacation are getting the bulk of my shifts what the fuck is that? and they are expecting loyalty and me to be aviliable on call? what if i feel like getting smashed and therefor unaviliable for work.. do i have to wait till 11 every night to find out if i'm needed at work that day for an afternoon or evening shift? what the fuck? i do some hell shifts and cover agian for people and this how the fuck I am repaid... goddamnit i need to find something permanent and full time... i'm not getting fucked over like last time where i work like dog and without acceptable time off to sleep and then given a pink slip, that happens and I start to see the writing on the wall i'm gone before i get fucked over. already starting to feel Used. I love my job but there are serious questions and issues there recently that need to be addressed. I will not crucify myself and be a martyr for my mental health for a few more bucks in my pocket agian, i need to have balance in my life and not confusion about when and if i am working... i did give up other employment for this job.

Current Mood: Used and thrown away.
Current Music: Hero of the Day, Metallica.
Where large sums of money are concerned, it is advisable to trust nobody.

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