Posted: 7/9/2013 3:28:07 PM EDT
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I really suck at it. It's not really that I like being a doormat, but I just don't like complaining. So here's my beef. I started a new job. When the job was offered to me they asked me if I would be able to go out of town for training for a week. I said it would be no problem as long as I had a week or two to set my affairs in order (I'm a single mother.) They said great, gave me two weeks to do so. I made arrangements for my kid to finish school and go to his Dad's for the week. Then he was to come back for two weeks, then back to his father's for the month of July (dad's bday and vacation is in July) then home for the month of August (my vacation and family reunion.) I'm on week five of being out of town for training and was told today that they'd like me to do three more weeks. Shouldn't be a problem (other than the fact that I miss my house and family) except I get five calls while I'm at work today (four of which went to voice mail) from my ex saying that he has a change of plans and that I have to take kid starting on the 19th and that he wants him back on the 19th to finish his visitation time. I told him no, wasn't going to work for me because I'm working and had other plans. Ex is being an ass. I'm tired, I'm sick of living in a hotel. I will love my new job and granted I am being paid well, which after six weeks of unemployment is nice BUT for crying outloud how badly can you screw up communication? Okay, So basically I need to rants, one tot he ex and one to management whose yanking my chain.  Go! |
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Here's mine from a year ago:
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 see, this is one reason I suck at ranting, I just don't have it that bad! |
and I'll feel better?|
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see, this is one reason I suck at ranting, I just don't have it that bad!
Well, sometimes you gotta let the steam build up before it blows... 
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Quoted: Is the extra training going to get you more money?? Advancement ahead of your peers?? If yes, suck it up cupcake. Posted Via AR15.Com Mobile No, not really. We're expected to work in pairs and more than anything we're undermanned. They're calling it training due to budgets. I'm suppose to have a way more cushy job, work 32 hours a week (last week I worked 63, this week I'll work at least 50.) Yes I am earning more because I'm working more. BUT for the first time in my life I don't really need the money and I really just wanted to be home. I'm on week five now, was told today they're extending me for three more weeks. I have spoken to management and have asked them to give me a schedule I can predict, but it changes every few days. I hate it. I love the work I'm doing but I just hate not knowing when I'll be home, how I'm going to spend time with my family. |
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Quoted: Quoted: see, this is one reason I suck at ranting, I just don't have it that bad!Well, sometimes you gotta let the steam build up before it blows... Yea, I'm just not that way. I'm mad now and frustrated, that's about as good as I get. I'll be over it by tomorrow. I used to have to put yellow sticky notes on my door to remind myself I was still mad at my husband (when we were married.) |
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Quoted: I'm too confused by the story to be mad.  You were asked to go out of town for 1 week of training, but you are on week 5 now and are expected to do a total of 8 weeks..? I'd be mad at my boss and ask him if he owns a calendar.  This is how I understand it, so it sounds like maybe the ex is justified? Not trying to stir the shit but it sounds like the problem is the new boss. Correct me if I am wrong. Congrats on the new job anyway!  |
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I started a freshly smoked up thang. When tha thang was offered ta me they axed mah crazy ass if I would be able ta go outta hood fo' hustlin fo' a week. I holla'd it would be no problem as long as I had a week or two ta set mah affairs up in order (I be a single mother.) They holla'd pimped out, gave me two weeks ta do so. I made arrangements fo' mah kid ta finish school n' git all up in his Dadz fo' tha week. Then da thug was ta come back fo' two weeks, then back ta his wild lil' fatherz fo' tha month of July (dadz bdizzle n' vacation is up in July) then home fo' tha month of August (my vacation n' crew reunion.)
I be on week five of bein outta hood fo' hustlin n' was holla'd at todizzle dat they'd like me ta do three mo' weeks. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Shouldn't be a problem (other than tha fact dat I miss mah doggy den n' crew) except I git five calls while I be at work todizzle (four of which went ta voice mail) from mah ex sayin dat dat schmoooove muthafucka has a cold-ass lil chizzle of plans n' dat I gotta take kid startin on tha 19th n' dat da thug wants his ass back on tha 19th ta finish his visitation time. I holla'd at his ass no, wasn't goin ta work fo' me cuz I be hustlin n' had other plans. Ex is bein a ass. I be tired, I be sick of livin up in a hotel. I'ma ludd mah freshly smoked up thang n' granted I be bein paid well, which afta six weekz of unemployment is sick BUT fo' bustin up like a biatch outloud how tha fuck badly can you screw up communication? Okay, So basically I need ta rants, one tot he ex n' one ta pimpment whose yankin mah chain. |
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http://www.gizoogle.net/textilizer.php I started a freshly smoked up thang. When tha thang was offered ta me they axed mah crazy ass if I would be able ta go outta hood fo' hustlin fo' a week. I holla'd it would be no problem as long as I had a week or two ta set mah affairs up in order (I be a single mother.) They holla'd pimped out, gave me two weeks ta do so. I made arrangements fo' mah kid ta finish school n' git all up in his Dadz fo' tha week. Then da thug was ta come back fo' two weeks, then back ta his wild lil' fatherz fo' tha month of July (dadz bdizzle n' vacation is up in July) then home fo' tha month of August (my vacation n' crew reunion.)
I be on week five of bein outta hood fo' hustlin n' was holla'd at todizzle dat they'd like me ta do three mo' weeks. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Shouldn't be a problem (other than tha fact dat I miss mah doggy den n' crew) except I git five calls while I be at work todizzle (four of which went ta voice mail) from mah ex sayin dat dat schmoooove muthafucka has a cold-ass lil chizzle of plans n' dat I gotta take kid startin on tha 19th n' dat da thug wants his ass back on tha 19th ta finish his visitation time. I holla'd at his ass no, wasn't goin ta work fo' me cuz I be hustlin n' had other plans. Ex is bein a ass. I be tired, I be sick of livin up in a hotel. I'ma ludd mah freshly smoked up thang n' granted I be bein paid well, which afta six weekz of unemployment is sick BUT fo' bustin up like a biatch outloud how tha fuck badly can you screw up communication? Okay, So basically I need ta rants, one tot he ex n' one ta pimpment whose yankin mah chain. 
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Quoted: Quoted: I'm too confused by the story to be mad. You were asked to go out of town for 1 week of training, but you are on week 5 now and are expected to do a total of 8 weeks..? I'd be mad at my boss and ask him if he owns a calendar. This is how I understand it, so it sounds like maybe the ex is justified? Not trying to stir the shit but it sounds like the problem is the new boss. Correct me if I am wrong. Congrats on the new job anyway! No, the ex is not justified. We spoke this spring about summer visitation and he asked for the month of July, I got August. Now he wants to send the kid home for the last two weeks of July and cut into my month of August. I'd be happy to have him home in July IF I will be there. Furthermore, he isn't giving me any reason for the change--not that I'm nosey but if the man is having heart surgery (which he has had two, so medical concerns obviously would be understandable,) than I would try to be more accommodating. As it is, I was just told This is the way it is and because I have custody I don't (according to ex) have any say in the matter. Thanks though, I'm happy to be among the employed. whoops I mean I'm supposed to be mad! |
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Quoted: Quoted: http://www.gizoogle.net/textilizer.php I started a freshly smoked up thang. When tha thang was offered ta me they axed mah crazy ass if I would be able ta go outta hood fo' hustlin fo' a week. I holla'd it would be no problem as long as I had a week or two ta set mah affairs up in order (I be a single mother.) They holla'd pimped out, gave me two weeks ta do so. I made arrangements fo' mah kid ta finish school n' git all up in his Dadz fo' tha week. Then da thug was ta come back fo' two weeks, then back ta his wild lil' fatherz fo' tha month of July (dadz bdizzle n' vacation is up in July) then home fo' tha month of August (my vacation n' crew reunion.) I be on week five of bein outta hood fo' hustlin n' was holla'd at todizzle dat they'd like me ta do three mo' weeks. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Shouldn't be a problem (other than tha fact dat I miss mah doggy den n' crew) except I git five calls while I be at work todizzle (four of which went ta voice mail) from mah ex sayin dat dat schmoooove muthafucka has a cold-ass lil chizzle of plans n' dat I gotta take kid startin on tha 19th n' dat da thug wants his ass back on tha 19th ta finish his visitation time. I holla'd at his ass no, wasn't goin ta work fo' me cuz I be hustlin n' had other plans. Ex is bein a ass. I be tired, I be sick of livin up in a hotel. I'ma ludd mah freshly smoked up thang n' granted I be bein paid well, which afta six weekz of unemployment is sick BUT fo' bustin up like a biatch outloud how tha fuck badly can you screw up communication? Okay, So basically I need ta rants, one tot he ex n' one ta pimpment whose yankin mah chain. lol that was pretty funny. Okay I don't write well when I'm mad.   |
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http://www.gizoogle.net/textilizer.php I started a freshly smoked up thang. When tha thang was offered ta me they axed mah crazy ass if I would be able ta go outta hood fo' hustlin fo' a week. I holla'd it would be no problem as long as I had a week or two ta set mah affairs up in order (I be a single mother.) They holla'd pimped out, gave me two weeks ta do so. I made arrangements fo' mah kid ta finish school n' git all up in his Dadz fo' tha week. Then da thug was ta come back fo' two weeks, then back ta his wild lil' fatherz fo' tha month of July (dadz bdizzle n' vacation is up in July) then home fo' tha month of August (my vacation n' crew reunion.)
I be on week five of bein outta hood fo' hustlin n' was holla'd at todizzle dat they'd like me ta do three mo' weeks. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Shouldn't be a problem (other than tha fact dat I miss mah doggy den n' crew) except I git five calls while I be at work todizzle (four of which went ta voice mail) from mah ex sayin dat dat schmoooove muthafucka has a cold-ass lil chizzle of plans n' dat I gotta take kid startin on tha 19th n' dat da thug wants his ass back on tha 19th ta finish his visitation time. I holla'd at his ass no, wasn't goin ta work fo' me cuz I be hustlin n' had other plans. Ex is bein a ass. I be tired, I be sick of livin up in a hotel. I'ma ludd mah freshly smoked up thang n' granted I be bein paid well, which afta six weekz of unemployment is sick BUT fo' bustin up like a biatch outloud how tha fuck badly can you screw up communication? Okay, So basically I need ta rants, one tot he ex n' one ta pimpment whose yankin mah chain.
lol that was pretty funny. Okay I don't write well when I'm mad.
I'm still trying to figure out what it was translating when it generated the bolded line. |