Now for the good stuff. Workers have been really pissing me off lately. I know this is shocking but I will elaborate. Despite this blog, I generally try to be a nice person and help out the few people in my life that I truly care about. Chances are that if you work for me no matter what I write in here I still care about you. However, some workers like to see how far they can push things before Tyshawn comes out... who is Tyshawn? He is my alter ego and he is a bit psychotic! He is pictured below!
I love the wife, like love love like so happy that she puts up with me and loves me for who I am despite my disability. In fact, despite dating a few other people, she is the first girl that I have truly been in love with. That being said she has really been pushing my buttons lately. It all started Wednesday morning when she texted myself and all my other workers saying she was throwing up sick and had a fever. Believable because I know there is a lot of stomach bugs going around. The problem was she sent it at 2 in the morning while I was sleeping and was supposed to be there at 10 am. Gimpy was keeping an eye on me for 2 hours before 10. Therefore around 9:00am I heard her dragging her bad foot into my room telling the wife was sick and everyone else was basically busy to come help me. Why not have Gimpy keep helping me? Well, Gimpy can barely walk never mind trying to put my 175 lbs ass in my chair. We were just scared because I was laying on my side and we did not even know if she would be able to flip me on my back to sit my bed up. Luckily, she figured out a way because I figured my mom would have killed me if I asked her to come home from work at 9 am during tax season. I will say in the wife's defense she did come in and do her normal shift. However she seemed perfectly fine to me. She was not sweating and did not throw up while she was here for 6 hours, me thinks she had the Budweiser flu. She will never admit she is wrong though like a typical woman and some how will turn this into my fault.
Fast forward to yesterday. Now about a week ago I asked her to come today from 10am-3pm and come back for 9pm-10am. Yes, I know it is a lot of hours and I normally stay up until 1 or 2 am but I let my workers sleep when I am sleeping. Also, she had a doctors appointment at 4 but even if she got out at 6 she could have taken a 2 hour nap before she came. Well yesterday, she said that I better go to bed early because she would be so tired she would not be able to turn me in the middle of the night and she was doing me a favor by coming in extra. First of all, you never fucking wake up to turn me during the night. Second, I always have to ask the person coming in the morning to turn me when they get here because you are to tired. But it funny though because on Tuesday you opened the front door to let the morning shift girl in but still could not turn me. Yea she was doing me a favor by coming in extra because nobody else could. However, this is the same girl who cries literally about how broke she is but 50% of the time if I offer extra hours she will not take them when I have told her to get an extra job if she is not getting enough hours but she says she cant because it will make her too tired. Girl, I have a mom with a young son, a girl going to college, doing an internship and working for me and don't forget Gimpy who can barely walk, and some weeks they work more hours then you and still manage to wake up and turn me without complaining about how tired they are. Yet when the end of the month rolls around you will complain again about how you cant pay your bills. Plus, after she reads this she will play the victim and say how mean and terrible I am. Yes, I am so mean and terrible that in the past I have paid your rent 3 times, kept your cell phone from being shut off twice, paid one of your car payments, and pissed my mom off by buying you a $400 dryer for your apartment on her credit card knowing full that we would never be able to pay her back. Do not forget my mom also paid your emergency vet bill despite not being your biggest fan because she knows how much I care about you and all she asked in return was $50 a week out of the money she pays you until she is paid back. Also, you say I do not treat you well, yet every winter if there is a snow storm I find coverage for your shifts so I do not have to deal with the complaining, I find coverage every time you are sick because I do not want to deal with the complaining, I rarely ask you to take me anywhere or work extra hours because I do not want to deal with the complaining. Oh, there is always complaints my head hurts, my back hurts, my knees hurt, my hands feels weak, I am so tired, OMG I am so dizzy, I am starving and my favorite I am so poor Robert, how am I going to pay my bills as she looks right at me like somehow I am going to pull money out of my ass! Then she wonders why my mom, sister and other workers are not her biggest fan. I do not know maybe because they see how unreliable of a worker you are, who drains my bank account and gets treated better then all the other workers but still finds a way to complain about work and how I treat her. Yes, I know you will probably read this and be even more pissed, but while you do look at that $700 ring and necklace I bought you, and ask yourself if I really am that bad? When your best friend, your mom, dad, and anybody else was not there for you who was? When you are starving because you have not eaten all day who was there to buy food for you? When your cats did not have any food or litter who gave you stuff that was for his cats? When your phone bill is so out of control because of all the data you use because you do not have internet, who got you and your roommate cable and internet to help you to bring the cost down? Finally, who is trying to help you improve your credit score so you can refinance your car and not get it repossessed despite ruining his own credit score? If you still think I am that terrible and bad for you then you are more the welcome to try and make it on your own but I strongly believe that I have been there for you more then anyone else in your life ever has, and I expect nothing in return.
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