My past jobs, self incrimination and not getting sued.

So, in my last post about jobs I openly discussed Wal-Mart which later I was told that they could sue me. My suggestion is to go for it with that being said I want to start by saying this; the situations both legal/illegal will not be tied to any previous job exclusively. I will make a list out of a combination of jobs from 2002-2008 in no particular order. These are all PAST jobs and the bridges weren’t burned. I packed that son of a bitch with dynamite, fireworks threw a Molotov cocktail and made some popcorn and watch that bitch burn down.
I’ve worked in retail since I was 16 years old. I’ve done everything from bagging to assistant front end manager, scan coordinator, stocking basically everything under a store manager and assistant manager. I also worked at a bank but that is a different post. I am just going to list it because for some no additional information is necessary.

  • Overnight shifts- There is so many interesting things that happen. You become close to everyone. In the many different retail jobs I’ve had I usually worked overnight. Here is a few bits of info on how it used to be. We would stop working around 2:30/3:00 am and when I say stop work I mean no one did anything regardless if there were customers in the store. We normally sat on the patio furniture after “accidentally” leaving the cigarette area unlocked, solo cups that were “not fit to stalk” and beer that was “out of date.” Do you see why I am not bringing any names into this. So from about 2:45 to 5:00/5:30 no one did anything. We all sat outside and (there was also weed) discussed the worlds issues, mocking managers (yep it all goes down hill from here.) and finding other random items out of date or just for the hell of it. I still don’t understand to this day how we didn’t get fired, arrested or cause major damage to anything besides the patio furniture (you could blame that on customers).
  • Stealing- This is a very generic population of sentences. Sometimes when you are paid shit and put up with A LOT of bullshit from customers but especially from dickhead managers you feel this need to be extra compensated. You don’t steal money from your register because that is a one way ticket to jail (unless you were partly responsible for counting their drawers and you wanted them to go away.) There are also the cases when you knew where the cameras were. If there is one thing I ever learned from big box retailers it is how to find blind spots. You also become really good at figuring out the best way to make things disappear, without getting caught. You shouldn’t steal things kids even if they are paying you less than minimum wage and hardly anything for overtime. Is it okay to casually leave the cigarette case unlocked? Use the same receipt for food and drinks purchased that are over a month old but no one notices? Using a customers receipt to get things for free? Rewinding the security tapes so parts of the day are missing? Turn your head when you saw an underaged coworker buying beer? Placing bets on which employees the managers are fucking like it is a fantasy football team? Taking bribes for letting certain things slide? Overcharging people for extra money when you need gas? Ringing up the cheapest item multiple times and places the more expensive ones in the bag? Pretending to scan things but never actually doing it? The answer to all of these questions should be no, but if you are like me and several of these apply to you. I got respect for you.
  • Management– There was a lot of money made in inappropriate manager relations aka douchebags 101. I think in big box stores there is this level of useless completely useless garbage that is a requirement. You know those managers that treat you like you are just a number. When I was a cashier I had a manager who liked to snap his finger at us. He did it to me twice. The second time I commanded him to find his ass kissing assistant manager. I also have a list of things you should never say to a manager. This is almost like an encyclopedia of proper customer service skills in grocery stores and big box retailers. If you are interested let me know.
  • CustomersLET ME START OFF WITH THIS; THIS APPLIES TO ANY CUSTOMERS I DEALT WITH FROM 2002-2008. I possibly want to apologize for some of this but not everything. Things cashiers want to say to you.
        • I MEANT TO CRUSH YOUR EGGS AND BREAD. Yes you cunt nugget and while you are bitching about how hard my job could be and explaining to me exactly how to bag your groceries I took the pound of ground beef you swore was outdated and dropped it on your eggs. I took great pride in this and yes the smile you saw was from crushing your eggs and making you walk back to the dairy section to get them. This also applies to your bread, I have more than plenty experience on bagging groceries but your nagging of my lack of ability to multi task is when I took your frozen box of waffles and dropped it on your bread. Maybe drop isn’t a good word I smashed it on your bread and then laughed when I made you go back to get it.
        • I KNOW HOW TO COUNT. I get it we were cashiers and you think we have a low IQ but we can’t money faster than you. We can also add and subtract quicker than you do.
        • Fruits and Vegetables- Yes we know there are 20 different types that is why there are numbers on them so when you decide to peel off the numbers because you think it is unsanitary it takes us longer to figure them out. They don’t pay us to memorize everything.
        • Meat- FOR THE GOODNESS SAKE PLEASE PUT YOUR MEAT IN A FUCKING BAG!! It doesn’t add weight to your meat. The MEAT IS ALREADY WEIGHED!!! I don’t want your meat blood dripping down my conveyor belt. Just put it in a fucking bag.
        • I don’t care about your finances- I don’t care what excuses you give about why your card was declined or your check didn’t go through. Your lack of financial concern is none of my business, but you holding up my line blaming and cussing everyone you know is keeping me from my lunch. I also have to spend 15 more minutes that I’m not at lunch voiding out your entire transaction. We don’t get paid extra for that shit. We also have to put all of that frozen and refrigerated items back.
        • Your WIC and EBT- If you came through my line multiple times with your EBT card or wic and you play stupid it is annoying. You know what day your EBT card gets funded. There is a big fucking sheet that tells you about what is sic approved he’ll it is even in front of some of the items. I had a few people who were genuinely confused and unsure of it and usually if you ask a cashier they can explain it but if you keep coming in and acting like a dumbass we make fun of you when you leave.
        • Here is a hint: We make fun of you 85% of the time when you leave.
        • There is more to this but that’s all I got for now.
DON’T BE A DICK!!!!!!!!!

🖤 Weekly Update 9 🖤

Here it goes:

– I have no diet…. It has completely fallen apart like my moods and everything else around me. The only thing I can say is considered to be losing weight is the fact my anxiety is so bad I’m not hungry and have bubble guts all the time.

-No soda- I had water almost our entire trip (besides orange and cranberry juice. Lemonade, and Gatorade. I have this usual give up when we go on vacation because it is my cheat time, but I didn’t this time. YAY!!!!!

-I have felt so horrible with all the new meds added and then upping my dosage but nothing has changed.

– I am really starting to research hypnotherapy or something like it. All of my dreams follow around the same building and I don’t know why. It has nothing to do with what happened to me or anything else I can remember. This store closed when I was maybe 17.

-We went on vacation and then a day trip this week. I will blame it on that as to why I haven’t posted but it is just because my brain doesn’t work right lately.

-I am trying to make myself write something everyday even if it isn’t important or no way related to my blog.

-I am done with the challenges for awhile after this month. It is too much to keep up with and I feel like it is taking away from the other purposes of this blog. I will however, finish these challenges even if it makes my brain explode.

-I am making a list of mental health related blog topics.

– I am currently obsessed with the game Choices on my phone. It is like my alternate reality. I keep tagging them on Instagram hoping to get a sponsored add.

– If you don’t already please follow my Instagram I update it regularly.

-It is almost the holiday season and with that comes family entertainment which is never a dull moment.

-My dream is to have blogs set up to automatically post. (This is a big dream I will eventually accomplish.)

-I am currently obsessed with The Office and binge watching it on Netflix makes me happy.

-Thank you to everyone who is being patient with me through this time. I have a good content coming soon.

-My book is still where I left it. I want to work on everything but I feel like my brain will explode soon.

Until next week

Photo Day 16 A genuine smile

I love this picture mostly because it is genuine and it is the only genuine smile I ever had in years. This picture coincidentally happened in 2015 when everything in my life went to shit. (see previous posts) This was right after the overdose before my baptism, exorcism and medical induced manic, schizophrenic, paranoid episodes. This was before I hit a new level of rock bottom. I was happy right there. I thought I was making everything better but rock bottom came after.

Photo Day 15 Something warm and my dislike of winter.

I am not a fan of winter… I mean nothing to do with winter I don’t like being cold and I can’t stand snow and ice. I am from the south so even a threat of snow everything shuts down so winter is not fun. I do like some of things that winter brings like hot chocolate, the holidays, everything with peppermint. I like audio books because I am always going somewhere I don’t have time to sit and read (I also comprehend better this way.) So hot chocolate, fuzzy socks, oversized sweatshirt and sweatpants and a good audio book is a perfect way to spend a day off while I browse the internet and procrastinate updating these damn challenges on my blog.

Photo Day 14 how makeup changed me. Something on your body

When I saw this I knew there were several different ways I could go with this and the easiest options were my tattoos, but I’ve talked about them so much I decided to go a different direction and talk about makeup. Last year (early part of this year) makeup played a HUGE role in my life.  At the end of 2016 beginning of 2017 my husband noticed I wasn’t taking care of myself very well. My teeth were horrible and personal hygiene was again lacking he asked why and I remember crying because I just didn’t think I was beautiful and I was self-medicating so much I didn’t honestly care. He asked so nicely I said “Fuck it I’ll try to make him happy. I don’t really care either way.” Then it happened I went on YouTube for makeup tutorials and I was shook. I watched these people who at first I thought these were everyday people explaining makeup (later I find out that they are beauty gurus) but I watched these tutorials and determined that I knew everything so I went to Ulta. When I wore makeup in high school I was boujee and such a basic ass white girl that I only wore Clinique even though it was way too light for my skin and dried my skin so bad. I also didn’t know how to apply it so half of my face wasn’t covered and then I had lines. This just reminded me of another horror story. My husband and I moved away after graduation but came back for next two graduations and I would buy/steal from Walgreens Physicians Formula mosaic pressed powders that really came in 2 colors, Snooki or Oompa Lompa since I went to the tanning bed three times a week I would go with Snooki and even though I was still pale I would cake my face with it just straight in not blending because who gave a shit and I thought I was hot stuff. So now let’s go back to 2017 when teenagers have decided to put more effort into makeup and I walk into Ulta thinking that those shades were like the ones at Wal-Mart (you know, fair, medium, dark…) but they all had numbers and I had no idea what the hell I was doing. It was the first time I purchased makeup in years so I went up and asked one of the ladies to help color match me…that was a mistake. I spent $250 in Ulta and all I bought was concealer, foundation, a palette that had bronzer, highlight and blush, a fucking $50 brush that she told me I could use for E V E R Y T H I N G.  (All of this is Urban Decay) and that stinky ass mist for my face. That was it. She got me good, but then I went to Sephora for lips and brows and that cost another $150. I learned that I like Sephora more. I am in their VIB club and close to the highest membership they have. That should tell you how much money I’ve given them. I did realize after I started wearing makeup and taking care of my skin how much better I felt. I actually got good at it too except for my brows and eye shadow I still can’t blend it out right. I stopped wearing it about April of this year and went in a slump so I never picked it back up but now I think I am again after I give my skin so much needed TLC to prepare it for the damage I will cause it. Yep this went longer than expected and I admitted when I stole from Walgreens….I will wait for the other places…..

Photo Day 13 Windows that opened my soul

There are plenty of pictures I can find that I took of windows with beautiful views, but personally this one is my favorite. This is the building where I hosted my first ever event and this is also the first time I really talked about my illness and my struggles. It is very easy to discuss my problems on social media because I am hiding behind a screen, but to standup and say it out loud is a completely different experience. I thought I was open about my illness until I started telling people my story, my addiction issues, hospitalizations they were in shock. This advocating I swore I was doing and spreading my story and information didn’t happen. When I was finished I had people come up to me crying asking me what they could do to help and they didn’t know it was that bad. I hid behind a screen because I thought at onetime sharing information via mental health websites was enough but it wasn’t. I told part of my story and I made a difference. So now I have a blog and social media pages dedicated to my struggles to help get the word spread with everyone. Hopefully a book will come soon with all of it…..(we are hoping anyway.)

Photo Day 12 Buttoned

I thought about this for awhile it is hard to figure out what I should use for buttoned. There are so many options but I picked this shirt because it is my favorite. I don’t know about others but there is something about my husband’s shirts that is so intriguing, maybe it is his scent even after the shirt is washed I can still smell it. I like wear his shirts he feels close to me especially when he is at work and I start to feel bad. I had a bad dream one night that he passed away and before he went I kept trying to get to him but I couldn’t and when I finally reached him he was ready to say goodbye and he handed me his wallet and keys then drifting away. I sat crying holding one is his shirts inhaling his scent begging for him to come back. I don’t like those dreams when my husband dies it scares me.