OK,guys...........
No one can solve my problem....
When I listen to some music I adore,I just feel strange...
U know,my heart beat's harder,I'm beginig to giggle.....etc.
That feeling is very strange,like I'm in depression....
When I listen to music,I can do everything,even hurt myself...
That happens when I'm watching pics of mine hotest guys like,David Bonk,Theon,Strify ,Tuomas Holopainen etc.
Can someone explain me that fact????
I think... you're not alone on that one. I think I've felt that too but not quite to the extent that you have... It's that kind of thing you can't explain. (I love your ava btw) You know what you're feeling but you can't quite put it into words, is that it?
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Alter: 26
Anmeldungsdatum: 25.06.2008
Beiträge: 31
Wohnort: Fort Wayne, IN
I'm completely pissed at my job. It's not a bad job (i work as a seller/stocker/cashier in a bookstore), but the business side of it has been pissing me off, lately.
First off, no review yet this year. WTF. I'vebeen there 4 years now, and my 'anniversary' of working there was in May. So yeah, apparently my general manager (who's a fucking kook) told my best friend, whom i work with mind you, she had 'forgotten' to do some, one of which was his, and I've been here even longer than him. No offense to him but wtf, we were both forgotten, and we've both hit the 4 year mark now. Not cool
Secondly, if anyone got a raise, it was supposed to take affect May 1. I'm still getting the same pay I always was, which has me livid. During the holidays, I worked almost 3 weeks straight, no day off, at 6 am, then when I was off at 10, I went straight to school, and was there until 8-9 most evenings. I worked my ENTIRE spring break (one day I worked 14 hours, on almost no sleep, to keep from having to hassle with calling people),have been there EVERY day, have gone above and beyond the call of duty to be told to give up, never call in, when I DID have problems with being on time (which was mostly thanks to them working me every day at 6 am), I made sure i fixed it. Hell, I've fixed EVERY problem I've ever had and improved, and they can't give me a raise? I emailed my district manager today to talk to him about it. I already called him once, and talked to him about other problems (basically managers not giving me any credit for doing my job). Not to mention, one of the things I've been told is I needed to "take initiative" to get things done. I've done just that, with a certain part of the store, and my GM was even like "Erika, here, this is totally up to you now! You do such a good job with it," and still, no raise.
And, the people who have gotten raises have gotten 5 or 6 cents. What the hell kind fo shit is that? Everyone there busts their asses, and works as hard as they can, and we get nothing for it.
Take all the 'business' stuff away, and it's a great job. I love being around books all day, and talking to people about it, and even finding stuff to read myself when I have the time. I love making sure the store is ready to open in the morning, and I like being able to look at my work when I'm donewith pride because I did a good job. But the politics of it are starting to wear on me.
Hun, it sounds to me like they're overworking and underpaying you. I have no idea what the hell I would do if I were in that sitch but still... I think a formal complaint is in hand.
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Alter: 26
Anmeldungsdatum: 25.06.2008
Beiträge: 31
Wohnort: Fort Wayne, IN
Yeah I got my review the other day and it was utter shit. I mean, it wasn't anything I haven't heard in the past year, at least, but no raise? That's a bit extreme. They make it sound like i do NOTHING. I've been there longer than almost everyone and there's not much I can't do. So yeah.
But I applied for a new job today. A guy I used to work with told me where he's working (hot topic) is hiring, and i LOVE hot topic, so I applied. just got in, in fact.
I hate my mum, she always wastes money on a useless crap and then i need to pay rent all by myself, because she is broke like few days after payday. And she even yells at me, she always finds some reason to yell. I hate her, i so hate her that sometimes i pull an extending cord down to basement and be there. I even didn't know who my father was until i was 16, she lied to me.
Alter: 26
Anmeldungsdatum: 25.06.2008
Beiträge: 31
Wohnort: Fort Wayne, IN
awe *hugs* I'm sorry your mom is like that. After my mom died, my dad's had shit luck finding a new woman to be with, and now we're hoping this time it works.
Thankfully I have nothing to vent my spleen at except that I've had a shit week.
-->Monday: I meet up with my ex best friend Cesia, also bump into my best friend Dougal for all of 5 minutes, Cesia drags me away from him, I'm awkward around her, she tries to kiss me, I get uncomfortable, and she expects me to forgive her.
-->Tuesday: I tell Melissa and almost everyone else I know about it just to get it off my chest and it's still fucked with my head.
-->Wednesday: Melissa replies and puts my mind to rest by telling me she trusts me and that it's Cesia that has to worry.
-->Thursday: I officially end it with Cesia and lose all contact with her.
-->Friday: The week improves now it's almost ended!
That's about it really.
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Alter: 26
Anmeldungsdatum: 25.06.2008
Beiträge: 31
Wohnort: Fort Wayne, IN
fall outs with friends suck I had one at my junior prom, which well made the rest of the night shit and the ex friend tried to spread rumors saying I had screwed 2 of my good guy friends and was pregnant, AND had no idea who the father was. Thank God my reputation was spotless...that's all that saved me then.
Now that I'm thinking about it, I got a new job about a month ago. I'm a manager at Hot Topic (alternative clothing store if you haven't heard of it) now (low man on the totem pole, but a manager nonetheless), and I get all the fun of having keys, being able to open the store, so on and so forth.
So I've opened almost every day this week as the assistant manager is on vacation. I open up this morning, everything goes fine. I go to count the drawer, and there's supposed to be $200 in there. I count each drawer like 5 times, one came up 10 cents short, and the other was 15 cents short.
Now I know it's not a lot of money, but when my dad picked me up to take me to the bank to make the AM deposit (i can't drive), I'm about to cry my eyes out like the schoolyard bitch, going on and on about how my head manager can't count, and it'll come back on me, and he's like "Erika would you SHUT UP! It's 25 cents!" And he was right. It wasn't much money at all. The amount of money isn't what bugged me though. From what I know, the District manager is a no nonsense kind of person, and I wouldn't be surprised if she fired someone over the drawer being off by a few cents. So I take money out of my pocket, add it to the drawers and leave a note in each one saying I counted them so many times, wound up short, so I added money to make it add up.
Not to mention the head manager calls ahead all the time and is like "Clock me in I'm gonna be late." WTF. She wanted me to fix her time card today because "the computer froze" when she tried to clock in. Even if it hadn't, she was still late, and I wasn't in any mood to fight her about when she clocked in (I told the guy working that day not to do it because it was utter BS and if she's late she should have to deal with it). Thank God she did it on her own in the long rung. I don't wanna lie for her, and I don't want to loose my job for her.
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<--I made that one myself, I did.
Thankfully I have nothing to vent my spleen at except that I've had a shit week.
I had one at my junior prom, which well made the rest of the night shit and the ex friend tried to spread rumors saying I had screwed 2 of my good guy friends and was pregnant, AND had no idea who the father was. Thank God my reputation was spotless...that's all that saved me then.