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Work is so boring and I'm sick of these overnight shifts.

I need a change...

just me and my sister at the house for the next three days. she's already finding reasons to argue and shit on me. i wanna kill her.

Wait till she sleeps. Bring the amp into the room. Set your delays to oscillate into some gnarly dirt. Crank volume. Run.

I liked winter better, when there wasn't loud college kids walking around everyday.

snipelfritz wrote:Work is so boring and I'm sick of these overnight shifts.

I need a change...

Second overnight in a row. Somehow I did absolutely nothing in the time between.

I haven't had a regular sleeping schedule in over a year. Tired all the time. Have been gaining weight. I can't figure out what the time to do basic tasks(sleep, dishes, exercise) is...probably going to tell my boss I'm applying for other jobs on Wednesday (next time I see her).

It's overall not a bad job, but I haven't had regular 9-5 schedule where having holidays off is expected in fucking years and it's driving me nuts.

I worked an overnight shift when i was coming out of one of the worst periods of my life, intense, untreated or mistreated mental health shit coupled with the worst Lyme Disease chronic body pain i've ever been. I figured I was staying up until 9 am anyway, i might as well go work and get paid. It turned out to be a personal hell. It just kind of re-solidified the loneliness and detachment from my peers and my own self that had been part of the feedback loop of my depression. It was lonely and scary. It paid better than a day time shift, and i had literally zero oversight so i got away with a lot of unworking, but those were sort of the only perks.

All that is to say; if you want out of a night shift, or feel like it's what you need, i would say the reasons are understandable and you should try to find something with hours and times that is more suited to your body and desires. Turns out after all those years, i was secretly a morning person who was just very bad at it. But once i got in the schedule, i felt like that was one aspect of my life that was going better. Pulling for you, in figuring all this shit out.

So a friend/co-worker of mine just died after a lengthy battle with mesothelioma. He was a long-time teacher at the store, a fantastic keyboard player, and a fantastic human. Really sad to see him go.

One of our roomates decided to move out a month early, and didn't tell anyone until a half an hour beforehand. she also decided to take all of the toilet paper, napkins, paper towel, and some of my glasses. at least shes fucking gone...

nieh wrote:One of our roomates decided to move out a month early, and didn't tell anyone until a half an hour beforehand. she also decided to take all of the toilet paper, napkins, paper towel, and some of my glasses. at least shes fucking gone...

That happened to us when we first moved out. I only found out she was moving because I came home before she left with her moving van. She hadn't planned on telling any of us. She stole a pile of my movies, a bunch of my kitchen stuff and several pairs of my underwear. I still get pissed when I think of it.

It is a shitty thing to do, but at least you won't have to put up with her anymore.

bassist is leaving my drummer and i hanging this week so im doing the run around (as he supplied our drummer with a kit and hardware) to find drum gear to borrow. i do at least back a backup bass player.

Didn't fix a single thing at work, probably blew up $25 worth of power transistors, and had two customers bullshit me claiming that their intercoms were not repaired.
One of the intercoms came in working perfectly and the issue was something that could easily be the customer's stupidity but they insist they did everything right and I just didn't repair it.

I couldn't tell you why, but I'm becoming increasingly impatient with people. Maybe it's the tech industry, maybe i've been in this town/state too long, maybe it's just my own constant cynicism and depression, but I just get really fucking angry. I don't even want to look at them. It's like....semantic satiation for human bodies. I havent hung out with friends, shit, I didnt even see my girlfriend this weekend. I think it's gonna get better when I regain my license and I can skip town for a couple days/weeks, but who knows.

Dheuthymos wrote:I couldn't tell you why, but I'm becoming increasingly impatient with people. Maybe it's the tech industry, maybe i've been in this town/state too long, maybe it's just my own constant cynicism and depression, but I just get really fucking angry. I don't even want to look at them. It's like....semantic satiation for human bodies. I havent hung out with friends, shit, I didnt even see my girlfriend this weekend. I think it's gonna get better when I regain my license and I can skip town for a couple days/weeks, but who knows.

Fuck, this perfectly describes how I've been the last year.
Especially when it comes to work and people asking just insanely stupid questions.
"I've been doing this for six months and you've been doing this for 25 years and you have no idea how to properly plug in a power supply?!?!"

I just spent an hour removing my own vasectomy stitches from my bruised up nutsack. Doesn't look 100% like shit has closed up yet and I smashed my fucking phone screen in the process.
Tried to relax with a hot shower only to find that the carpet outside our bathroom is wet. There was no water spilt.
Great. So now I think we may have a leak.
THIS IS A BRAND NEW FUCKING HOUSE YOU SHITBAG BUILDER!!! HOW DO YOU KEEP FUCKING THINGS UP?!

Can I rage quit my life right now?

Oh god why would you remove your own stitches? We know you're a badass. You don't have to prove anything