The Journey Is More Important Than The Beginning Or The End.

To the point of hallucination.
Listening to: OCRemix.org

This week I have been working two jobs and I started school as well. I don't remember the last time I have been pushed to my limits. But I got pretty close last night.

I worked at the library, and then booked it to the gas station right after. I was annoyed because I was working until 2AM and had school the next morning, early.

So time went by pretty decently. I was kinda actually enjoying my shift, aside from the fact I was exhausted, and still didn't have my stuff ready for class the following morning. To top it, I had never been walked through an entire register shift, open to close and was never taught paper work or counting the safe. I was fucked from the get go.

I was woking register one, where as my coworker Jason, was on two. Jason was scheduled to leave at 10 PM and be replaced by a girl named Laurena. Laurana would help me the rest of the night.

I asked Jason if I could take my 30 minute break (walk home, do homework, smoke, relax, go back) but he said I would have to wait until Laurana showed up. Ok fine... but at 10:15 she still hadn't shown up. "What gives?" I though. Jason called her and she said "I'LL BE THERE IN 10 MINUTES!" and hung up. He told me to hold out for 10 more minutes and he left. That's when ALL HELL broke loose.

It seemed every god damn bum, crack head, stoner and person out and about decided "LET'S GO TO THE CIRCLE K!" Within 10 minutes I had a line of 40+ people. Pump 5's hose had been sliced too. I couldn't get away from the counter to find a phone number to call because of all the patrons. I was stuck there, and Laurena STILL hadn't shown up.

Now it is 11:30 PM. I still have a line insanely long, and a drawer packed full of cash, needing to be safe dropped. Stocks were dwiddling down to nothing and needing to be restocked, and I hadn't had my break yet. My stamina depleted and my inner demon came out. I gave shit to the customers who even looked at me wrong. It got so bad, Rachel was scared when she looked at me. Complete evil. I for a moment thought how nice it would be if a car came sailing through the front window. Then I realized that I would be without a job being the library job ends next week. So I hoped maybe I could scare some of the customers off or some of them would get pissed from having to wait. I eventually just stopped trying to rush.

Of course, to mix this, Justin, Bernard's bro just HAD to come in with a stupid cronie. I told Rachel to watch him because earlier I thought I saw him stealing stuff. When he got to the counter he asked me what was up with watching him. I told him if I caught him stealing from my store I would kick his ass. Nuff said.

Thank god, if he exists to try my patiance, a lady who is friends with Marcie (2 AM - 8 AM worker) came in, saw the hell and asked me what was going on. I informed her. She made a call and Marcie showed up. Nearly 2 hours of complete HELL.

It gets worse though. Marcie shows up and tells me to forget about my breaks. By now, I have had it even with coworkers. I didn't give a damn if she was a manager. I said "As a manager, you know you put this company and yourself in serious legal action by withholding me of my breaks. After this hell I just went through, I want my damn break." She looked at me, and asked if I have had any of them. I told her 15 minutes at 7 PM. Nuff said there too. I went on a 45 minute break. I fumed, smoke like a chimeny and got a much needed back rub from Rachel (I wish I coulda layed down and gotten it).

I didn't get home till 2:30-45 AM, and didn't fall asleep until 4 AM.

I was a zombie today. Made it through school fine. I even took notes. By work, I was draggin and my head was foggy, spinning, throbbing, and I felt like I was going to throw up.

When I finally made it home (the walk home I DON'T remember) I went straight to bed. I woke up 2 hours later to Rachel. I reached up, hugged her and said:

"Hi Mom!"

I was hallucinating. It wasn't until McD's that my mind finally snapped back fully.

*sigh* I miss home. I have been worried this last few days about Mom and Callee (both in hospital). I am stuck here, in college, working two jobs, and depriving myself of my family... my real home.

I could really use a thunderstorm, an hour long back masage that makes my back jello, a mochafrapochino, a Garcia Vega cigar, and some nice relaxing music, followed by a 14 hour slumber in Shelby.

What I am getting is a Fountain Dew, Black and Mild Cigar, sore feet and back, videogame remixs, and a cold breeze that's causing me to be drowzy.

Sure, the second list isn't bad, but God the first list would be golden. I think I am going to have a smoke before bed.

Oh yeah, Zach applied to (K) and had an interview today!!! If he can get this job he may be able to move down here!

Blogged by Marcus Morris at 11:43 PM