Insanity… or rather, being alone at Christmas…
I hate the Christmas season.
I hate all the running and rushing and idiotic behavior people have this time of year.
Not only this, you have MEAN people out there.
JCPenney mailed out a $10 to certian cardholders. Well, this $10 coupon works ONLY on orders of $10 or MORE. So it CAN’T be $9.99… Some lady got mad, threw her stupid towels at Elizabeth and I and started to cuss us out. All for A STUPID PENNY!!! *is fuming*
Anyway, on the brighter side, I finally got to meet someone who I’ve talked to for at least seven years of my life online.
My friend Sky got out of the Army the day after Thanksgiving and made a cross-country trip to come meet all of us who wanted to meet him. He stopped by Monday Night, and stayed till Tuesday afternoon.
Sadly, I was quite dissapointed in Joe. He couldn’t even go five minuets out of his way to Nathan’s to come meet us at LaRosa’s to even say ‘Hi, I’m Joe. Nice to meet you.’ I asked him to show up, but it was more important to go play cards. He says I never told him, but I know I had to have. I’d been talking about it for at least a week, and when he mentioned going over to Aaron’s to see the new baby, I said ‘I don’t know if that’ll be good. Sky’ll be in town.’ *dead pan* And I didn’t tell him somehow.
So, needless to say I was near to tears in the booth after Sky got back from the bathroom and he asked why and I said ‘Well, he always said he’s an asshole. I just hope he’ll be as miserable as he normally is when he goes to play cards with them.’ So we dropped the subject and continued to have a lovely dinner, which I just had to foot the bill. I mean, the guy drives 3,000 miles to come see me, coming with gifts no less, it’s the least I can do.
The next day, I took him to Wright-Patterson’s Air Force Museum. My favorite place in the world ’cause it’s never really busy, and you have all sorts of wickedly cool aircraft and experimental stuff. I’d like to think he had fun. I did. It’s nice going there with someone who’s as interested in the stuff as you are, and you’re not left behind. *sighs*
What’s funny is that Joe didn’t have a good time playing cards, so as guilty as I feel, I feel vindicated he didn’t have a good time. I mean he always could have said no, right? So I took Sky out to WSU’s parking booth to meet him. He said he would have liked to go to lunch with him and talk with him so he could get to know what I liked about him.
I really like Sky. He’s a nice, sweet man who really needs a nice girl (that won’t go psycho, that is). He deserves better than what he’s had dating wise. His family sounds absolutely awesome, then again, I love a family who’d go on educational trips. I rarely got a ‘vacation’. My ‘vacation’ was sitting on the back porch at night with nothing to do.
I rather miss him. He was quite an enjoyable fellow to talk with and hang out with. I’d like for him to come back in the summer or autumn when the Renesance Festival is going on. ^^ I’m sure he’d get a kick outta it.
Which brings me to something else I’ve noticed about myself:
I’m a listener, however, when it comes time for someone else to listen, I can’t find anyone… it’s all about their problems and their life and always gets turned back around to them.
Since Joe’s mom’s in the nursing home, he’s going to be spending Christmas day with her. Which is fine. She needs all the love she can get in that horrid place. However, it comes with the price of my sanity. I’m just going to be sitting at the table, being ignored and not talked too. I’m either talking ‘above them’ or I’m not talking about ‘intersting’ things. Or rather, my Uncle Vern is a rabid christian rightwinger… so my Classical Education clashes with his ideals… It’s war-fare normally. So I sit by myself and a trusty bottle of some type of alcohol. And my mother wonders why I drink…. *sighs* I’m just so alone without anyone to talk too.
This makes me rather depressed… That and I got fired from Victoria’s a year ago today and put my application in at Penney’s… I still don’t know if it was the right idea to do that, but now I’m stuck with it because I don’t want to leave considering how much I know of the department.
Speaking of the department, the one lady who thought she was our manager, got promoted to a supervisor. She’s OUR supervisor… *is annoyed* And I can’t stand her. She makes Elizabeth and I do everything in the freaking department and she lords over us like she’s got some type of authority.
I also have to revise my statment of the store manager. There IS a valid reason why he wants us to call him ‘Dick’… that’s ’cause he’s the biggest freakin’ Dick I’ve met!! I can’t stand him anymore. Since Penny’s gone, he’s looking for a new scapegoat, and he’s been picking on me. He does it one more time, I’m reporting him to freakin’ coperate! There’s no excuse to make an associate cry, especially when she feels like hell warmed over.
See, I went to work the whole WEEK with a fever, sick and dragging my ass in. I go to Urgent Care, and fork out $100 for the appointment, past due charges and medicen. So I’m on codine, antibiotics and steriods, so I’m floating and just not all there, right? He yells at me for wearing convers to work. I have to go up and down those fucking stock ladders at least seven times a day. The ladder is NOT sturdy.
So I say fine, and I was telling another lady about it and I think he overheard, I tell a co-worker I’ll wear my dress shoes (They’re all spike heels, totally unacceptable working shoes) and tell her that if I fall and if I hurt myself manouvering that stockroom, he’s going to get my damned medical bill because there are a few bitches who shall remain nameless that wear converse, hell, they were things five sizes too tight with their ass and what little passes for breasts hanging out infront of customers, and somehow… SOMEHOW, they’re not reprimanded for this…
I think it’s just ’cause one of them is knockin’ boots with the one manager… -.-
Anyway, if I don’t get the chance to write again later, I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and happy new year and I wish everyone the best for the new year!!
*tackles Miss Kitty and huggles her all over the place* OH MY GOD HONEY!! we have to talk I have to know everything about Sky and about what is up with joe who will not commit I miss you soooo much we have to chat i have your cell number but things are going to be so crazy until I get back from england we will have to work out a time to can call next year so you can tell me everything!!!
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its megan add me when you check back!!!
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Does alcohol really help with lonliness? I’ve never been drunk, or even ‘buzzed’, but I have been depressed often from being alone. Seriously, I’m curious because everyone else I know drinks as if it helps them or is enjoyable in some way.
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