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Spontaneity sucks monkey balls
Sep. 13th, 2002 06:32 pmI am not a big fan of spontaneity, people. I like things planned out, and organized well in advance. So, when my Dad called me today, at five o'clock, all "Are you working between Sunday and Wednesday? Because we might go to Disneyland, and I need to know by eight o'clock tonight if you can go," my response was somewhere between "Whoo!" and "Mother. Fucker."
I tried calling the managers at work (I'd already been trying to do that earlier too, for another reason, but they never called me back, the bishes), got the run around for a good half hour (not shitting you), and then finally reached someone who knew where their own ass was, and found out that all the MCA managers were gone for the evening. Wonderful. And I work Tuesday and Wednesday evening both. It couldn't have been Thursday or Friday, oh no. I told this to my Dad, and he was all "Well, maybe I could try booking it tomorrow for Monday to Wednesday. . ." But, dude, this is too rushed. I hate spontaneity! And, really, I need money. Like, no. Really. They're already giving me few enough hours as is. Those are the only two days I even work next week! So, looks like Disneyland might be out. Lame. And, what was that? Ah yes, more lame.
Ooh, aren't you all lucky? Just as I was writing that, he called again. So, here's an update. My Dad was like "Okay, it would be cheapest if we could leave tomorrow morning." First off, I work tomorrow from 4-10. I've missed so much work lately, that I so don't want to do that to them. No way. They have this lame-ass point system, and I (unless I work something out with them) can only miss one more point until the end of the year or I get the boot. I need this job, yo. That can't happen. So, I was like "Um, yeah, I really want to go with y'all, but I can't be doing that. Even if I didn't work tomorrow night, I'm trying to make a good impression on my managers right now, and asking them for a couple days off, when I've been bugging them for more hours and all that, would seem irresponsible. Especially since I really do need that money right now." So he was disappointed obviously, and my little brother is totally bummed (we had a fantastic time a couple years ago, when we all went together), but he was like "Okay, I understand. Well, since we're leaving tomorrow morning, it doesn't make a lot of sense to pick you up tonight still, does it? But, hmm, we don't even know if we're doing this for sure yet, so I'll call you in another hour and tell you." Sigh. Actually, next weekend would be better going over there anyway, since I don't work next weekend. So maybe I'll just tell him that, when he calls.
I had other shit I was thinking about rambling about in my entry today, but I need to go take a shower, just in case he does still want me to come over this weekend. So, if y'all don't see me around till Sunday, I'm paintin' the town red in Hooterville (a.k.a. Wilsonville)! Otherwise, there may be more Epic Posts on the way! I know you're all excited! Heh. Or not. Y'know, whatever.
I tried calling the managers at work (I'd already been trying to do that earlier too, for another reason, but they never called me back, the bishes), got the run around for a good half hour (not shitting you), and then finally reached someone who knew where their own ass was, and found out that all the MCA managers were gone for the evening. Wonderful. And I work Tuesday and Wednesday evening both. It couldn't have been Thursday or Friday, oh no. I told this to my Dad, and he was all "Well, maybe I could try booking it tomorrow for Monday to Wednesday. . ." But, dude, this is too rushed. I hate spontaneity! And, really, I need money. Like, no. Really. They're already giving me few enough hours as is. Those are the only two days I even work next week! So, looks like Disneyland might be out. Lame. And, what was that? Ah yes, more lame.
Ooh, aren't you all lucky? Just as I was writing that, he called again. So, here's an update. My Dad was like "Okay, it would be cheapest if we could leave tomorrow morning." First off, I work tomorrow from 4-10. I've missed so much work lately, that I so don't want to do that to them. No way. They have this lame-ass point system, and I (unless I work something out with them) can only miss one more point until the end of the year or I get the boot. I need this job, yo. That can't happen. So, I was like "Um, yeah, I really want to go with y'all, but I can't be doing that. Even if I didn't work tomorrow night, I'm trying to make a good impression on my managers right now, and asking them for a couple days off, when I've been bugging them for more hours and all that, would seem irresponsible. Especially since I really do need that money right now." So he was disappointed obviously, and my little brother is totally bummed (we had a fantastic time a couple years ago, when we all went together), but he was like "Okay, I understand. Well, since we're leaving tomorrow morning, it doesn't make a lot of sense to pick you up tonight still, does it? But, hmm, we don't even know if we're doing this for sure yet, so I'll call you in another hour and tell you." Sigh. Actually, next weekend would be better going over there anyway, since I don't work next weekend. So maybe I'll just tell him that, when he calls.
I had other shit I was thinking about rambling about in my entry today, but I need to go take a shower, just in case he does still want me to come over this weekend. So, if y'all don't see me around till Sunday, I'm paintin' the town red in Hooterville (a.k.a. Wilsonville)! Otherwise, there may be more Epic Posts on the way! I know you're all excited! Heh. Or not. Y'know, whatever.