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So urgh. It seems that speaking about health in my last post triggered it to come and bite back. I was pretty sick there for a couple of days, it was awful, couldn't keep anything down. I even had to miss some work because of it which was incredibly complicated and frustrating it seems.

Me: *Calling my boss at 8 am after a terrible bout of being sick*
Boss: Restaurant McCrappiestjobever, how may I help you?
Me: Urgh. Hi it's Fannie.
Boss: Hi! How are you doing, Fannie?
Me: Not so good, I was wondering if there was anyone who could take over my shift tonight, Im feeling prett--uurgh. i'llcallyoubackokbye uuurgh---
::Ten minutes later::
Me:*Calling my boss at 8:10 am after another terrible bout of being sick*
Boss: Restaurant McIdontgiveadamn, how may I help you?
Me: Hi it's Fannie again.
Boss: Hey there! How are you doing?
Me: ... Well actually I'm pretty sick.I was wondering if there was anyone available to take over my shift.
Boss: Oh sure you got some pen and paper? I'll give you some numbers.
Me: ... *kneeling in the bathroom, stares at toilet dumbfoundedly*
Boss: You ready?

So I actually had to place the calls myself ( being sick a couple of times in the meanwhile). 1st person is in school, I leave a message on her voicemail. Second person is in school as well, she doesn't have voicemail. Third and last person is an angel sent from above and he says yes. so I call back my boss to tell her so, everything is fine and go back to sleep, holding a plastic bucket.
9:30 am: 1st person calls back omg so sorry can't take your shift S'okay honey someone else took it. *is violently sick and goes back to sleep with bucket-kun*
10:15 am: Third person sends me a text message forgot i had an apointment 2nite any1 else can take ur shift? am in school call me at noon wtf you moron!?!? *falls asleep on the bathroom floor*
11:00 am: 2nd person calls back, I explain situation oh so sorry can't blah blah K thnx bye uuuurgh
12:15 pm: Third person calls back so anyone available Why can't you just leave me alone!! I just want to be sick in peace please, let me be sick in peace *bawls* (it seems his apointment wasn't all that important after all *eyeroll*)
13:30 pm: assistant manager calls(she actually takes care of another floor, the whole staff works at two different places) what's going on? 3rd person called me this morning about your shift why didn't call me *whinewhine* first of all, because it's got nothing to do with you, it's not me working on your floor tonight, you would have seen that if you had looked at your schedule which is right next to the phone, by the way and I made that quite clear with third person, I don't know why he called you, but I arranged everything with Boss this morning. Second of all, oh, I don't know, maybe because I've been too busy BEING F*CKING SICK ALL OVER THE PLACE.

At that point I decided it might be a good idea to turn off my cellphone since I didn't want third person to change his mind a second time or for, oh, I don't know, the whole staff to start calling me while I'm barfing my head off.

I was completely miserable. I'm glad I only had one shift on those couple of days I was sick, seeing as I would have rather quit my job than having to live through that bleeding circus for four days.

I'm all better now, thanks to some peace and quiet. *snorts*
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So, I was basically cruising the internet in search of confirmation of the Rock'n Roll prophecy that sealed my destiny about ten years before my birth (See entry title) when I came upon this:

Yeah | Reviewer: Your mom | 8/19/2007

I don't think Freddy Mercury was gay like a lot of you guys think. I think he was Bi and he dug chicks and fat chicks that's why he wrote this song. Most guys who are purely gay don't get into rock music, unless you're like, the village people or something.

-From a review on the lyrics of Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen

Funniest. Thing. In a While.

I seriously couldn't stop laughing for ten minutes. It almost beats the guy who wrote a distressed message to a sex columnist because he was worried over the fact that his girlfriend hadn't been getting her period... since she'd gotten pregnant. Seriously. The guy was worried that there was something wrong and that the baby might (get this) drown in all that blood.

And they say ignorance is bliss...
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*Huge Contented Yawn*

Back from the US. ^^ yay!

Mmh... I'm always sooo eager to leave on these trips and I always find myself missing home as soon as I arrive. meh.

So yeah, to get into details The 18 hours drive down was a total drag. I usually ADORE bus trips. I love being on a bus. It feels like time stops. stress just doesn't exist. But I don't know, I must've been PMS-ing or some crap because I was soooo bitchy and I kept snapping at poor Jessy.

Him: Say, Fannie, What time is it?
Me: *evil glare from hell* >-< Shut up you're getting on my nerves!!
Him: *cowers in fear*

^^;;;; So yeah, My irritation culminated when he fell asleep and took all the space and being a female, thus an uncomprehensible being, I cried silently for about half an hour in the dark of the bus. I guess it was the stress washing off of me in waves. The fear of not having a home when I get back. The fear of dad doing something stupid while I'm not there. The fear that my sister was not going to realise that dad shouldn' be home alone. The fear of being away from what Brian Molko calls "Comfort Creatures" which in my case would be more like "Comfort Objects". And I finally seem to understand the title to that Frech flick "Le Confort Des Objets". I still don't remember if I've watched it though... ^^;;;;. So yeah, after this pityful display of my disgustingly weak nature I was feeling a bit better but still bitchy. I don't like being surrounded by people. Especially when most of these people are idiots. And yeah, truth be told,I was already starting to feel alienated. I'm such an attention craving bitch. Jessy seemed to understand that I was craving for people to show they care because he fled to go sit with the teachers in front of the bus *sigh* I guess with the way I was acting I can't blame him. But yeah, it gave me some space to stretch my legs and I got some sleep, listening to my holy Placebo compilations.

Now let's rant about the effing Canadian/American border. No in fact let's not because I don't want to get angry. Let's just say that it sucks to be a Canadian in America. Because yeah, America unlike what most people seem to think, hasn't narrowed to the USA only because they are too damn lazy to find a real name to their country. You know what sucks even more than being a Canadian in America (as in the continent, you know, the right meaning of the name)? Being a French Canadian in America. Surrounded by stupid English Canadians and paranoid Americans. (Or should I say USans. Because yeah, it's gramatically incorrect but we do call you "États-Uniens" in our rage against your sudden owning of the whole continent, here in Quebec.) More of my political and historical rant later because I said I didn't want to get angry.

So Yeah, we cross the border with relatively no problem, after all we're only French-speaking Canadian retards, and get to VA. Once at the Hotel (the lovely Colonial Inn, if you care to know) we learn that our rooms aren't ready which sucks ugly dirty cocks since we've been sweating in the same clothes for almost 20 hours and we can't shower or change in other clothes or simply lie down and drop dead in a semi-fluffy bed. We have to hang around unting the bedrooms are ready. some whiny, picky, annoying bitches from my circle of friends Fate decided that I'd room with Marie-Hélène, Lisa and Josée, which throughly pleased me since I knew I could never have problem with them because we all are relatively peaceful, intelligent girls.

Even though it was cloudy we decided to visit the deserted beach so we rolled up our pants and stepped in the sand and smelled the salty air. It was really nice. Until it got even better. *grins* We decided to test the water with our bare feet. It was really cold but it felt so nice. We had so much fun. The waves were high and most of us got pretty soaked. We laughed a lot and took a lot of pictures. (Mine aren't developped yet and nyway my scanner is still being anal retentive.)

So Yeah here's the first part of my trip report. Just 'cuz i don't feel like typing it all right now XD.


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