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I worked three days of Big Momma's late shift this past week, as she was out sick for the whole week...this time, she has pink eye.

No doubt, due to her unsanitary ways of doing things.

I swear - the woman has totally given up on even trying to live a life of quality.





I have three customers/students that I really can't stand; I referred to them as 'The Fucked-up Trifecta'. The list has grown, so it is no longer three. Anyway, two of the original three got into an argument, which was pretty funny:



It was the manner-less, obnoxious Chinese woman vs. the old black guy who walks like a penguin, and on occasion, barks like a dog.



She's in my line waiting to pay for stuff, when he waddles in, barking. I sigh, and ask him to stop. He looks at me, then starts whimpering, like a puppy. "No whimpering either, please" I say. When he gets in my line, he's right behind the Chinese woman. Her backpack is on the counter, and he tells her that she should remove it, as it's been on the floor. (Not an issue, but, whatever). She turns around, and tells him to mind his own damn business. He barks in her face. She freaks out, shouting "Stop barking at me! He's barking at me!" He then growls at her. She's threatening to call the campus cops. I tell them both to calm down and shut up. They both look at me - and shut the fuck up. Good grief.

Due to Big Momma calling in sick on Monday and Tuesday, I worked her late shift (11:30 am to 8 pm). I didn't mind, though. Well - except for being thrown off my clock with regards to eating. I don't like to have dinner around 9 at night. It's not good to eat so late before going to bed...



Anyway...when she called in yesterday - she only worked - kind of - on Wednesday of this week, Boss #2 just shook her head.

I was in the office prepping deposits for the cashier's office when the call came in. Apparently, Big Momma got out of bed, and stepped on her glasses, breaking them. (What the fuck were her glasses doing on the floor)? Like me, she's blind as a bat without her glasses. Which is just as well, I guess. She is really of no use at work when she does show up. (All she does is eat and doze off repeatedly - even while at her station).



I got two customer complaints regarding her 'sleeping'. Why do they come to me? I'm not the damn supervisor.

The first one: A woman approached me to complain of 'the unprofessionalism of sleeping while standing up with one's face almost plastered to a bakery counter'; the other was a hippie guy - he didn't really complain...it was more of a WTF look he gave me when I rung up his drink...Big Momma had a chair, sitting in the Naked Juice fridge 'arranging stuff'...She was SLEEPING, and the guy had to be a contortionist to reach for a drink. I was so embarrassed that I was speechless. All I could say was 'Sorry about that' when he left.



I was about to tell her about herself when a handful of customers came in. Didn't want to tell her off in front of customers. I will though, once I get a chance. I figure - let her know how she's fucking up before I report her ass to the bosses.

On the other hand - why bother? She won't listen, and they know how she's messing up.

And they can't fire her.

My mom is driving everyone crazy. Well - she was. As her anxiety meds have been bumped up, she's almost her old self, which is normally a pretty cool 85-year old lady.

Anyway - she's visiting in Southern Cal before going back 'home' - at my aunt's in Texas. I spoke with my aunt for over an hour this afternoon, and she told me an earful. I feel bad about her putting up with mom's antics...and more so with the fact that I can't do anything about it. My aunt did say that mom was cool before she left - thanks to the drug - so I'm hoping that she'll be good when she returns. My aunt is old herself, and shouldn't be dealing with my mom and her problems. I should - and my sisters. Although my youngest sister Pooh has been the one taking care of and putting up with my mom's mood swings, Ray and I need to step up. I just don't know what I can do.

Sigh.

Got my taxes done last Friday...imagine my horror when I found out that I OWE the IRS $280.00...due to the fact that the health care coverage I was paying via 'Obama Care' was the culprit. Here I was, paying from $75 to $91 for my share of the costs per month, while never being able to find and replace my doctor and heart specialist that I had before my previous coverage phased out.

Anthem Blue Cross. Oh - how I hate thee. With the exception of getting cheap prescriptions a few times, the whole time I was with them, they were absolutely useless to me. Useless. Zero. As a matter of fact - they fucked me over pretty good. Fucked me in places that I didn't want to be fucked.

So - here I am, being ordered to pay for basically something I never got.

Now - I'm in pending status for Medi-Cal. I'm almost out of my remaining drug.

Oh - how the mighty have fallen.

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tr1n1ty01
03:22 Apr 18 2015

My bestie paid for Obamacare all last year and cancelled Jan/Feb. since she is never ill or has any major health issues. They took all of her tax return money cause she cancelled! That should not have happened til next year since she paid it for the 2014 fiscal year. Scandalous!

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...but I want hair like this!

I think it's hilarious - and somewhat pathetic - when an obvious old fart in his seventies tries to pass himself off as a fifty-six year old.



Hell - maybe he is in his fifties...and had one hell of a harsh life.

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RemappingtheHumanSoul
03:46 Apr 03 2015

Wow... The things people will do to get attention.

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Haven't had internet for two days - a wiring issue. Now fixed.

Yipee...I think.