05.16.05 - 11:53 p.m.
yeah...yeah...I'm still alive. It's been a rough time. I've had some really bad jobs. One of em was working in a pet store where commission was the key. Yes, high pressure sales with puppies. Odd.
The job was weird, but I can usually deal with that. Hell, I worked 6 years in a place where people bled into machines for 20 bucks a donation, so weird is not that big of a deal. But, the staff at PetShtuff was extremely rude...in fact there was one guy who referred to me as 'homo' on a daily basis. It is true, by definition, I'm a 'homo' but goddamn man, shut the fu*k up. So, I did what I do when I just can't go into work anymore. I quit.
I'm now getting ready to go back to the job I quit a year ago. Albeit not in a manager role. It's gonna be odd, but I need health insurance...and I NEED money.
D. has been really good about me being broke. We haven't fought about money once this whole year. And that is odd, because growing up money was always something to fight about. Then, my step-father was a controlling son-of-a-bitch with a nasty temper and tight wallet, so it figures. It's just nice to be coupled with someone who doesn't fight about something so dumb. Yes. Dumb.
I'm in and out of depressive cycles, but that's not new, and it's just the way life is for me. I get through the bad days, and do lots of gardening or something equally calming on my good days.
Life doesn't get any easier...but then no one ever said it would.