Decided I will get the dryer this weekend. I need to save up my cash advances from job to pay the utilities hitting me soon. I don't want to use donations to pay the electric bill. Well, I haven't been washing my clothes and hanging them to dry. Been wearing my clothes twice expecting to get a new dryer soon. Hope nobody at work noticed. I sprayed perfume on. 3 days to go.
Ok, I broke down and my washed the undergarments plus dress pants. I have enough clean sweaters to get me through the weekend. Jeans I wear at home so nobody will care if worn more than once.
Got a call at work from roommate at work about comments on social media. All I said was I was planning to get the dryer this weekend. What is the fuss about? Have I read my social media?, asks my roommate. No, I am working, I replied. Well, Facebook friends go into the chorus of "Throw the Bums Out". They aren't helping me pay for that dryer, I had to do a fundraiser to get it. That upset my roommate is is applying everywhere and can't get a job. He hopes now that he is 21, he can get a job at a bar, even just doing a line cook job he will take it. I think they are suffering cabin fever.
Had to write a defense of my roommate and girlfriend who was so upset about what people said about them. So I wrote this:
OK. My roommates are very upset being badmouthed when they are about to give up hope of getting a job. They hate me talking about them cause people come out swinging what parasites they are and throw the bums out.
They are not like you. They have been abandoned by their families after surviving years of child abuse. They have a birthday and nobody calls to ask how they are doing. They barely speak to their family and hardly have any friends. It does appear from the outside they are using me. They are trying to get jobs. They have donated plasma, pawned things, and signed up for food stamps to get groceries. They were so happy I told them a former manager of mine was willing to help them find a job. They help clean and do dishes and watch me get stressed out over my finances I can't function or run my business. I let them stay because I refuse to repeat what their families did to them. We need each other. If anyone can help them get a job, please do so.
Then coworker asked for a ride home froma bar. I am driving the hotel shuttle so I pick him up. I am hurt. Picked up a drunk coworker who told me they have no respect for me after leaving and returning twice and set to leave a 3rd time. I get promoted to supervisor and immediately start looking for a new job. What can I say to explain that? I can't afford to live on what this company is willing to pay me. I need more income and this place stresses me out. And new job is better hours, better pay, and holidays off. I hope I stay at this new job. I don't want to return here.
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