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So, I really don't want my comeback post to start off on a bad foot, but I have to, cause it's the here and now and this is what I need to bitch about for a couple of minutes to someone other then Jen.
It's snowing. And it's snowing bad. The roads are iced over, slippery and there are accidents up and down 422 and Lancaster Ave. This is significant because I'm scheduled to work tonight from 8-10 pulling Tags at the wonderful Weis Markets and those are the ONLY two streets that I can take to get there. There is no other way to get there and if there was, it would only be back roads which would be worse off then them.
Problem is, I don't feel comfortable driving and Kenzie knows this. Anyone who has been in a car with me before knows that when I'm not comfortable and the conditions are bad, I'm prone to hitting things with my car. So I called out of work. No big deal, right?
WRONG! Kenzie is the one on duty tonight and she told me, albeit, jokingly at the time, that she would threaten to fire me. Well, that brought the other roommates down on her at the time and got her backed up into a corner where she became all defensive and pissy.
So when I called out, Danielle texted her to be careful driving home, her reply was that no one cares anyway, that all three of us have been bitching at her all week, which we have and I will explain that in a minute.
Apparently, I'm the bad person because I called out in attempt to protect my life and she wasn't brave enough to do it herself. I screwed her over because now she has to get someone else to do the tags by the end of the night so that they are done in the morning. I'm the bad guy in this situation because I value my life more then I value my job.
Someone explain to me how that makes me the bad guy? Because I don't understand.
Next story:
Yes, we have been calling Kenzie out a lot more lately than usual and it's all on her. Sure, we could probably be nicer about the way that we go about it, but that's the problem you face living with three other incredibly blunt people who have no qualms about telling you how it really is.
Let me start off by saying that it is the week before finals. We are all stressing ourselves out and not sleeping the way we've been used to the rest of the semester. We're tired and we're cranky and we're sick. We are not going to be nice. And if you're not going to all three of us tell you something, then again, you've brought our anger onto yourself.
Her story is difficult, but it basically goes along the lines of, there is someone she doesn't like living at her house who she doesn't want there. This other person has no where else to go because she was kicked out of her own house. Doesn't matter, Kenzie doesn't want her there. So she comes to us, complaining about how horrible Christmas is going to be this year because they aren't getting a real tree and this chick is going to be ther for Christmas.
So, she gets all defensive, yet again, as we try to tell her that she should show this chick a little respect, and maybe, just maybe, she would get some back in return and the holidays wouldn't be so bad. We also tried to remind her that it IS the holidays and EVERYONE deserves to have a good time of the year, even the ones you don't like. She didn't like that so she stomped off and sulked in her room.
So, yes, we've all been ganging up on her a lot recently, but she's been opening herself up to it. It might not make it right, but she's been pissing us off right back.
When she comes back home from work tonight, it's going to be like WW3 in our room tonight. That is if she talks to us at all, since none of us seem to care about her anymore. And let me state, just so it's out there, I told her before she even went in that there was a chance I wouldn't come in tonight and that she shouldn't go in either because the roads were supposed to get bad. When my roommates wake me up from my nap and tell me to call out because they are worried about my life, then I'm not going to go into work.
I also have a feeling that she's going to be pissed off enough that it's going to screw up her concentration when driving. I don't want to spend the night in the hospital because the first words out of my mouth, and both of my other roommates mouth will be "We told you so."
No, we are not nice and we are not in a good mood. And we told you not to go in. So just be careful driving. Thank you!
So, onto the good stuff.
Jen is an idiot and pledged the floors in the common room. If you don't know what pledge does on a tile floor, let me tell you. We now have an ice skating rink in our common room. It was fun a week ago when she did it and we went skating in our socks and then sleding on couch cushions and never had to leave the room. At one in the morning, when you just woke up cause you have to go to the bathroom, it's not so much fun anymore. lol
Strip games are not as fun as they have always been made out to be. In fact, they are rather embarrassing when you lose.
TGIO party was actually kind of fun. Met some great people this November. My NaNo isn't done, but it's cool. I have the challenge of unwriting a novel next year because apparently, I'm really good at it.
Um.. I'm getting sick and have been sleeping more often then not lately. Fun stuff.
And I think that might be all.
PS: when I'm older, I wanna get a farm and grow Christmas trees and pumpkins for the holidays. My trees will be in fields and you will need to take either a hay ride or a horse drawn buggy (I've heard of it being done before) to get to the trees, of which you will have to cut on your own. It will be loads of fun and totally cool around the holidays to be so involved in other peoples traditions and happiness (and anger at the holidays because it brings out so much frustration)!