If you complain about management, you will get what you ask for.

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Ugh…no work until 4:00. That means I have to be at home until I go to work.

Well…I wake up this morning with an agenda, including continuing my college education myself, by teaching myself Visual C++ without a computer. I also write Beth’s letter and it is now ready to send.

I did not plan on spending 4 hours working on my neighbor’s lawn.

My parents have a 5-gallon gasoline thing in their garage. To me it smells like gasoline, and I used it last time, so I’ll use it this time. However, my mower won’t start. Then, and only then do they tell me there is Diesel in the garage. I would think that they would inform me to leave the big canister alone and use the small one. Nope. So I have to weed-eat her front lawn, and then rank it, then sweep. A job that normally only takes 1 hour or less, took 4 hours. I ended up with 4 bags of mulch for compost. Hopefully my parents will use it for their garden. If not, I may start a garden.

So I go to work tired, and thankfully we were semi-busy. However, Steve tells me that everyone in the store but my brother is against me. They say I spend too much time in the office. So to correct that, I am going to be out there with them, working my butt off and making sure they are doing the same. If they will complain that I am not doing my job (which is different than theirs) then I will do “my job” and they will do theirs. That’s all I have to say about that.

Also, concerning the note I left Zadra about keeping the correct change in the drawers; she told Steve that it made her feel stupid. I only have to say to that: don’t act like it, and I won’t think it.

I am taking a new direction at DQ. I am going to take my job seriously. No more running out of things…no more “let them do their job, and I’ll do mine.” I’ve pretty much had it when it comes to working with people. I have found one general truth about people in 20 years: They’re stupid.

Anyway, we got out of DQ at 30 minutes past 10. I always knew it could be done, and I always knew I could do it. The only thing that puts them back is the idiots that come in 10 minutes before we close.

But I am dead tired, and my stepdad talked to me after I got off work. He wants another car payment in March, but I tried and tried to tell him that I could not afford it because of later expenses. He doesn’t care. Everything has to be timed perfectly with my payments so I don’t go broke. Hmph…

I did get the weed eater for my lawn service, and I have to fix the mower, and pay for fliers. They have basically given up on me.

It seems that everyone is against me, and they probably are. All I want to do is move out, start over, and show the world who they gave up on: the guy that can do anything. Unrealistic? Not in the slightest. If something is desired to be done, someone knows how, and I’ll figure it out.

Laterz.

• Song in my head: Bring me to life – Evanescence
• Craving: Ice Cream
• Mood: Disturbed / Tired
• Thought: “D’Amber came to DQ today. She was looking fine! Her and I are going to hook up…watch.”
• Quote: “I can sum up everything I’ve learned in life into 3 words: People are stupid.”