So...

After busting my ass at Wal-Mart for the past 3 years, my department manager indirectly tells me today that she thinks I am worthless.
In fact, the statment looked quite relative to this:

"In my eyes, everyone in this department is pretty much worthless"

Weird thing is, is our job description states that in electronics all we are to do is clean, zone(face), and help customers(customers being number one); yet my department manager cares more about frieght being worked, rather than customers being helped. Usually it's not too big of a deal, but we're hitting a very busy point in the year due to all the flooding down here in Iowa. Sales have average at us being up at least 65% a day in electronics alone.
So now I have come to a crossroads: Quit, and get a new job, find a new job then quit, or keep suffering at the not-so-amazing world of Wal-Mart.

What to do, what to do...

Well, I got the flu and decided that I'd spend my few days off from school reuniting myself with BYOND.

These two days have been quite enjoyable, and have reminded me of the past that which I will never wish to return to.

Basically, that thing called "a life" is quite nice.
I've learned through the years that my life on BYOND was quite enjoyable, but having a life, and something to do besides sit behind a computer screen all day is fun to have.

If you ever get to feelin' angsty, give 'er a try.

Until next time.

Sincerely,
Mopar

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YAY Mopar is using his blog!

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Oh, if you reply to this post, you're a monkey raping cannibalistic retard. >_>

Yeah. Pretty self explanatory. Got grounded for two days(Wow, what a long grounding mother...) for going out with a few people last night after work. That's about all I have. Just felt my blog was extremely dusty and needed an update.
In other news... Mophead now has a life, so if you feel as if you miss me, then get over it. Mopar's gone on to better things. =\
Yeah... That's about it. Other than the fact that Prom sucked ass, and people need to know their DJ before they hire them(Wow... A whole hour of no music... Just me, my date and my friends chilling at a table breaking shit... What fun...)

-Mopar

Yeah... I found out yesterday that the doctor diagnosed me with ADD, and possible ADHD 12 years ago. She never put me on meds, and never told me of this, hoping it'd go away. Well, it didn't. Hell, I probably still wouldn't know that I have ADD if it wasn't for me saying that I think I have it. Yep... Thanks for telling me that I have ADD, Mom. It makes me feel very loved, and I really enjoy having a mental problem of mine being kept from me.




... Fucking whore...