People are insensitive. That's just the way it is.
But that doesn't mean it can't piss me off. Don't get me wrong: when someone is overly sensitive, that pisses me off exponentially. I can't stand people who get worked up and teary-eyed because their party wasn't the way they wanted or some random jerk said something negative about them or they didn't get that job they really wanted.
On the other hand, I tollerate very few people being soulless bastards. There's me, a friend of mine we all call Evil Chris (since there are two Chrises in the group), and...me.
Evil Chris only because it's really, really entertaining.
Anyway, what's got me whining is...well...if you've seen that movie Office Space, the main character explains that he doesn't care about doing a good job because when he does, no one rewards him, but when he does the most miniscule thing wrong, he has eight different bosses riding his ass about the exact same thing.
I myself have seven bosses. Only one that I don't have any shifts with has not told me that I was a moron for taking the girl with the broken toe and bleeding foot to the hospital. Three words:
What. The. Fuck.
At least I did something at all, unlike the other workers and boss who was on duty that night. Apparently, if an accident happens before nine at night, you're supposed to go to urgent care, not the E.R. Everyone knows how long the E.R. takes. You can cut off your hand and still have to wait an hour and a half on a good night. So fuck urgent care.
I've had to hear multiple times that I shouldn't have done what I did. How stupid, of course I should have done exactly what I did. And you know what? I went and told the boss exactly what was going on: "The giant cutting board fell on her foot. She's bleeding badly. I'm pretty sure she broke it. I think she needs to go to the hospital."
Not those exact words, but pretty much. What did the boss do? Hand me the first aid kit. When I clocked off in front of him and said, "I'm taking her to the hospital," what did he say? "Okay."
I understand them wanting to save money and all, but they can do that by serving shitty garbage, not maintaining a safe working environment, and underpaying their employ---oh wait.
One boss was almost not a dick. He started out not to be a dick: "Thanks for taking Heather to the hospital," then it went downhill, "but...."
You know, I'm not for suing people left and right, but I really wish she would, just out of spite. The thing that fell on her is supposed to have two screw vices holding it down. It breaks our best employee's bone and gets her stitches, and is it secured now? Naturally not. That might cost fifty cents for a couple screws or something.
Bastards.
In the moving business, I'm in the process of waiting for my momdroid to get my apartment benefactor application shiz back to me. I told her not to sign the form (which basically states that if I don't pay my rent she has to) but she insisted that I have her do it and not my grandmother, as I wanted.
This is fine by me, I don't really care, except for three factors:
1) She hates Chaos.
2) Chaos is going to be my roommate.
3) She doesn't know that Chaos is going to be my roommate.
I pretty much know the arguing and pouting and stuff that's going to happen when I tell her. She'll yell at me, then she'll not talk to me for several months. She'll probably throw some stuff at me and break some of my stuff.
But as I've said...if she's still holding a grudge from an incident several years ago, that's just ridiculous. It's not like she has to live with him or even see him, and she's not paying any of my rent.
The only real risk? Not silent treatment. I hate it when she calls, really, because she goes on for ten minutes and I don't get to say anything anyway. She does what the lovely southerners call "him-hawing." Not visiting on holidays? Okay, I don't have to clean up or cook. Small stuff that she'd do as punishment would really be vastly welcomed by me.
What she could do that would really blow, though, is not pay insurance on the truck I'm driving. She has me listed as the primary driver, so she could actually save money by taking it away from me. If that happens, I might just have to drop out and work full time for a while. Even after buying a car, I'd have to be able to pay insurance and all. If she cut my cell phone, which is the other bill she pays, it'd be an inconvenience, but I don't really use it often at all.
That's all that would affect me on a semi-large scale. She's not helping with rent or school anyway, and won't be helping with utilities or whatever.
Bah. I'm not looking forward to it. It should make for an interesting Thanksgiving break.
Spent.
