Well don't stop on my account. It's not like my taste is the only one to satisfy. We just hadn't had a HGOTW in a while and I wanted one. I don't have to enjoy it for it to be done! Now! FULFILL YOUR DESTINY OF MAKING MAN SPECTACLES!
Aww yah baby that's the stuff that makes me drool at night! I mean look at that cuff ruffle! mmmmm. And that mullet is divine. Could be better with a chain I think. Got any chain action?
I collected some Eric Balfour pics with the intention of doing HGoTW but several are actually too racy to post (i.e., him in a Speedo that leaves nothing to the imagination, and when I say "nothing" I mean "not even what he looks like when he's really happy".) I may see what I can work out, though.
2. Mikey: I hate your custom. I can't help but laugh while at the same time it makes me so angry >_M You're a pseudo homo not a 12 year old girl! *sigh*
I won't lie, both still make me chuckle. When people complain about infractions now, I want people to step in and say that to them.
Pissed that you got suspended?
"He's just bein' Mikey"
Woah. I just had a pornbot add me on Yahoo Messenger... I didn't recognize the name, but I have a bad memory, thought maybe it was an old friend from school or work. So I went ahead and added her, and the conversation went like this:
mactire13: Do I know you?
kaitlin: Hey, Age/Height/Location?
mactire13: I'm gay.
kaitlin: I'm so glad someone finally added me, I'm so ****ing horny tonight. lol.
mactire13: I'm gonna block you now, okay?
kaitlin: Do you have a webcam?
<You now appear permanently offline to kailtin>
In other news, I'm taking Friday off work to go to my first ultrasound with Mary. She's obviously had others before, but this is the first I'm going to with her. Excitement!
Been awful busy here and it keeps on comming ><. Grats to everyone who had awesome stuff happen and Im sorry and that sucks for everyone who had crappy stuff happen. (That should cover not reading the thread in like a week..)
Soo tomorrow's my birthday and im off of work for 4 days. What should I do? (Saturday night im having my birthday/mafia party so work it around that please lmao.)
(And Happy Bday to Bitsy who I saw was also a fello Bull. We rock I know.)
And Howler as annoying as those bots are some are totally funny to read.
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Whats new? Working two jobs both are 40hrs plus. I've gotten 5 or less hour sleep everynight for over week, and yes I have developed an eye twitch. Seriously that not a joke, happend this morning. The upside is I love the second job, and I'm bringin money by the buckets.
Whats new? Working two jobs both are 40hrs plus. I've gotten 5 or less hour sleep everynight for over week, and yes I have developed an eye twitch. Seriously that not a joke, happend this morning. The upside is I love the second job, and I'm bringin money by the buckets.
How do you have time for your Daughter in all this? You're like superman I swear.
I went jogging yesterday and was trying to check the time while jogging... stopped paying attention where I was going and wiped out. Scraped my knee big time, and twist an ankle :(. On the upside, I'm going to Regionals on Saturday and then Hong Kong to visit my parents for two weeks! Yayyy.
P.S. Eric Balfour does full frontal in Lie With Me
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So it's funny how a bunch of little things will conspire to bring about big changes. To wit:
Last week, I got the impression that my position at work was going to be eliminated. They hired a new assistant manager (who would be taking my open/close shifts I'd been doing since our last manager quit. No big, I'll lose the hours there and just make them up in my old operations manager gig in the stockroom, right? Wrong. My boss was forced to eliminate stockroom shifts in an effort to save on his weekly budget for hours. No big, I'm still getting 30 hours on the floor.
Sunday night, I found out that my old supervisor (my self-proclaimed other half) who had just lost her mother to cancer in late March was forced to work a double in the restaurant on Mother's Day (we have two supes, one of whom is off because his doctor put him off due to nerve damage in a broken arm, and the manager, who apparently wanted that day off). Things went south quick. Another coworker tells me that this has been common since the second supe was put off. My other half is now working six days a week, often doubles. This is on top of taking care of her three kids, her father (who was just diagnosed with epilepsy), and the very recent death of her mom. Once upon a time, I used to help with her stress by being my usual charming self, taking the weight off a bit and dull the edge, give her a smile and room to deal. Without that, she's cracking. I've heard rumors of her going on stress leave or quitting altogether.
Then on Monday I come to find out that I'm getting my store keys taken away from me. I was left to presume that this would in turn leave my Wingman no choice but to demote me completely, including my wage.
Then we had the tipping thread in Debate, which dredged up a lot of practical facts I'd forgotten. Such as when I was making $30 an hour for working four shifts a week. It started getting me thinking that I should seriously consider getting back into serving to get out of this financial sinkhole I'm in.
Last night, a friend asked me how things were going. I was silent for a while when I realised that things are really ******. My job is unceasing stress for very little cash, I'm deeper in debt than I've ever been despite having no rent. No rent because I live with family who are just as stressed as me, yell at each other a lot and have a fussy baby. I've got no friends here and hardly any life at all. I barely have enough money to buy a juice box and sandwich for lunch, let alone launch a social life. I could accept all that if it was leading somewhere, but it's not. It's just really not. My hope is that in six months I might be able to afford to live in the projects? Not exactly a great future.
My other half finds out and asks if I ever considered going back home. And I hadn't. But I started thinking about how much happier I was there. Same bleak future, but at least I could say I was content with my life. However much more I dreamed to have, I was at least happy.
Come to find out from my boss/Wingman today that our District Manager in fact wants me fired. And even though my boss refused to fire me, the DM is coming down next week with a list of things to lay into us for, and evidently picking apart my performance in the attempt to force my boss to let me go is high on his to do list. My Wingman is hopeful that if I do everything perfectly and mind my manners and do every little thing asked of me, I might keep my job. If not my position, keys or wage. He told me that he thinks of me as someone who won't give a creep like our DM the satisfaction of being right. And he's right, to an extent.
Just not in this case. I'm not about to pander to some jackass from corporate to keep a barely-decent job that pays half of what I need. There will be no pleasing him. If he wants me gone, playing nice on this trip won't throw him off that idea. I doubt I even could. I'm {mikeyG} and I play ***** for no one. Especially not a two-faced prick from Quebec who thinks he's hot **** because he runs the poorest district in a second-rate Canadian clothing franchise. He can suck it.
This kid's going home. My other half is talking with the restaurant manager about giving me my old position, I've got leads on a few places I could live and the smile is already back on my face. Seems wrong that I'm happy about ending up where I started six months ago, but I don't feel bad about any of this. I didn't give up my entire life and everyone I love to work a crappy job under constant fear of getting fired by the special tyrant.
It is always a bit surprising to do the math and figure out just how much one makes serving. On a good evening, I can easily make more money per hour than the managers do, and sometimes for even less work than them.
So it's funny how a bunch of little things will conspire to bring about big changes. To wit:
Last week, I got the impression that my position at work was going to be eliminated. They hired a new assistant manager (who would be taking my open/close shifts I'd been doing since our last manager quit. No big, I'll lose the hours there and just make them up in my old operations manager gig in the stockroom, right? Wrong. My boss was forced to eliminate stockroom shifts in an effort to save on his weekly budget for hours. No big, I'm still getting 30 hours on the floor.
Sunday night, I found out that my old supervisor (my self-proclaimed other half) who had just lost her mother to cancer in late March was forced to work a double in the restaurant on Mother's Day (we have two supes, one of whom is off because his doctor put him off due to nerve damage in a broken arm, and the manager, who apparently wanted that day off). Things went south quick. Another coworker tells me that this has been common since the second supe was put off. My other half is now working six days a week, often doubles. This is on top of taking care of her three kids, her father (who was just diagnosed with epilepsy), and the very recent death of her mom. Once upon a time, I used to help with her stress by being my usual charming self, taking the weight off a bit and dull the edge, give her a smile and room to deal. Without that, she's cracking. I've heard rumors of her going on stress leave or quitting altogether.
Then on Monday I come to find out that I'm getting my store keys taken away from me. I was left to presume that this would in turn leave my Wingman no choice but to demote me completely, including my wage.
Then we had the tipping thread in Debate, which dredged up a lot of practical facts I'd forgotten. Such as when I was making $30 an hour for working four shifts a week. It started getting me thinking that I should seriously consider getting back into serving to get out of this financial sinkhole I'm in.
Last night, a friend asked me how things were going. I was silent for a while when I realised that things are really ******. My job is unceasing stress for very little cash, I'm deeper in debt than I've ever been despite having no rent. No rent because I live with family who are just as stressed as me, yell at each other a lot and have a fussy baby. I've got no friends here and hardly any life at all. I barely have enough money to buy a juice box and sandwich for lunch, let alone launch a social life. I could accept all that if it was leading somewhere, but it's not. It's just really not. My hope is that in six months I might be able to afford to live in the projects? Not exactly a great future.
My other half finds out and asks if I ever considered going back home. And I hadn't. But I started thinking about how much happier I was there. Same bleak future, but at least I could say I was content with my life. However much more I dreamed to have, I was at least happy.
Come to find out from my boss/Wingman today that our District Manager in fact wants me fired. And even though my boss refused to fire me, the DM is coming down next week with a list of things to lay into us for, and evidently picking apart my performance in the attempt to force my boss to let me go is high on his to do list. My Wingman is hopeful that if I do everything perfectly and mind my manners and do every little thing asked of me, I might keep my job. If not my position, keys or wage. He told me that he thinks of me as someone who won't give a creep like our DM the satisfaction of being right. And he's right, to an extent.
Just not in this case. I'm not about to pander to some jackass from corporate to keep a barely-decent job that pays half of what I need. There will be no pleasing him. If he wants me gone, playing nice on this trip won't throw him off that idea. I doubt I even could. I'm {mikeyG} and I play ***** for no one. Especially not a two-faced prick from Quebec who thinks he's hot **** because he runs the poorest district in a second-rate Canadian clothing franchise. He can suck it.
This kid's going home. My other half is talking with the restaurant manager about giving me my old position, I've got leads on a few places I could live and the smile is already back on my face. Seems wrong that I'm happy about ending up where I started six months ago, but I don't feel bad about any of this. I didn't give up my entire life and everyone I love to work a crappy job under constant fear of getting fired by the special tyrant.
That was just about the best tract I've ever read. Best rant on this forum. I'm sorry things have gone spectacularly bad. It looks like you're handling it well.
Help has come in the form of a bit of basic algebra. I feel that it'll shed some light on your problem here.
Basically:
S + T = W
...S in this case stands for 'spam' and the T stands for 'light trolling'. And the W? That stands for 'Warning'. I love math. -- {mikeyG}
Good luck Mikey! At the risk of sounding trite, one of the points of being alive really is the pursuit of happiness. And it doesn't really matter too much where you find it. If you're journey over the last few months leads you full circle, well you won't be the first to return home with a new perspective. I seem to remember an old story about a prodigal son.
You've shown more than enough patience and endurance putting up with your work situation so far. You don't owe those guys anything else. And you certainly don't need to be a sacrifical lamb for some corporate jerk who probably just enjoys making life miserable for others because he can't manage to get his wife (whom he hates, and who hates him) to climax.
If you're journey over the last few months leads you full circle, well you won't be the first to return home with a new perspective.
Very nicely said. Things may not have worked out the way you hoped, Mikey, but at least you made the attempt instead of wallowing in a rut. And if things don't work out after returning home, you can try again with a new plan in a new place.
I hate hearing about other people's experiences serving, though, because it makes the memory of my own that much worse. I swear Olive Garden has to be the worst place to be a waiter. If I made $60 working a full shift on a Friday, Saturday, or Sunday, it was a good shift. I think I walked with $80ish once. Lunch shifts would earn me maybe $15. I pulled in maybe $500 a week on average and was tired all the time. And then I hear about people serving at Cheesecake factory making $100 easy on a weeknight, $200-300 on a weekend night, and all they had to do was take orders and fill drinks.
Ugh.
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I wish you'd just move to the states. You can get grossly overpaid for some of the stuff you're doing there and the cost of living can be pretty low. Lark lived in Chicago doing work at boutiques and stuff then moved to Seattle and still does it. I still say you move to Texas and find Jensen and Jared sharing some BBQ and butterfly kisses.
I have not checked this board for a while because I've been bed ridden for the past 3 days from an upper respitory infection, with allergies on top of it. I hope everyone has had a plesant week.
Also @ Mikey. I'm sorry to here about your recent troubles but I do have to agree with blue if youre able to move into the states people in your line of work can make pretty good money. Botique owners/workers in New York can pretty much make a living out of it.
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Thanks Mr.Stuff from High~Light Studios for the Sig
Hrmph. Well I guess I won't bother, then.
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She knows why.
Well don't stop on my account. It's not like my taste is the only one to satisfy. We just hadn't had a HGOTW in a while and I wanted one. I don't have to enjoy it for it to be done! Now! FULFILL YOUR DESTINY OF MAKING MAN SPECTACLES!
How's this?
Current New Favorite Person™: Mallory Archer
She knows why.
Bah!
Current New Favorite Person™: Mallory Archer
She knows why.
I got it. I just ran with it. You think me dense?! You realize the chain meant a chain attached to the spectacles themselves right?
You've changed Kraj. You've changed.
I second what Dowkin said. I can haz PM preaz?
Thanks to the [Æther] shop for the sig!
I won't lie, both still make me chuckle. When people complain about infractions now, I want people to step in and say that to them.
Pissed that you got suspended?
"He's just bein' Mikey"
Perfect.
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This is why you're my favorite admin.
I foresee an atomload of new people joining/friend'ing/posting in this thread in a while, for some reason... (no, it wouldn't be my doing :()
I like 4/4s for 7.
In other news, I'm taking Friday off work to go to my first ultrasound with Mary. She's obviously had others before, but this is the first I'm going to with her. Excitement!
Been awful busy here and it keeps on comming ><. Grats to everyone who had awesome stuff happen and Im sorry and that sucks for everyone who had crappy stuff happen. (That should cover not reading the thread in like a week..)
Soo tomorrow's my birthday and im off of work for 4 days. What should I do? (Saturday night im having my birthday/mafia party so work it around that please lmao.)
(And Happy Bday to Bitsy who I saw was also a fello Bull. We rock I know.)
And Howler as annoying as those bots are some are totally funny to read.
Whats new? Working two jobs both are 40hrs plus. I've gotten 5 or less hour sleep everynight for over week, and yes I have developed an eye twitch. Seriously that not a joke, happend this morning. The upside is I love the second job, and I'm bringin money by the buckets.
How do you have time for your Daughter in all this? You're like superman I swear.
And I'm not a pron bot. Why...you got a webcam?
Edit Not having anything that resembles a dating life helps...
P.S. Eric Balfour does full frontal in Lie With Me
Do you know any judges who always impress you with their work ethic, knowledge, or attitude? Nominate them to be the next Judge of the Week!
Last week, I got the impression that my position at work was going to be eliminated. They hired a new assistant manager (who would be taking my open/close shifts I'd been doing since our last manager quit. No big, I'll lose the hours there and just make them up in my old operations manager gig in the stockroom, right? Wrong. My boss was forced to eliminate stockroom shifts in an effort to save on his weekly budget for hours. No big, I'm still getting 30 hours on the floor.
Sunday night, I found out that my old supervisor (my self-proclaimed other half) who had just lost her mother to cancer in late March was forced to work a double in the restaurant on Mother's Day (we have two supes, one of whom is off because his doctor put him off due to nerve damage in a broken arm, and the manager, who apparently wanted that day off). Things went south quick. Another coworker tells me that this has been common since the second supe was put off. My other half is now working six days a week, often doubles. This is on top of taking care of her three kids, her father (who was just diagnosed with epilepsy), and the very recent death of her mom. Once upon a time, I used to help with her stress by being my usual charming self, taking the weight off a bit and dull the edge, give her a smile and room to deal. Without that, she's cracking. I've heard rumors of her going on stress leave or quitting altogether.
Then on Monday I come to find out that I'm getting my store keys taken away from me. I was left to presume that this would in turn leave my Wingman no choice but to demote me completely, including my wage.
Then we had the tipping thread in Debate, which dredged up a lot of practical facts I'd forgotten. Such as when I was making $30 an hour for working four shifts a week. It started getting me thinking that I should seriously consider getting back into serving to get out of this financial sinkhole I'm in.
Last night, a friend asked me how things were going. I was silent for a while when I realised that things are really ******. My job is unceasing stress for very little cash, I'm deeper in debt than I've ever been despite having no rent. No rent because I live with family who are just as stressed as me, yell at each other a lot and have a fussy baby. I've got no friends here and hardly any life at all. I barely have enough money to buy a juice box and sandwich for lunch, let alone launch a social life. I could accept all that if it was leading somewhere, but it's not. It's just really not. My hope is that in six months I might be able to afford to live in the projects? Not exactly a great future.
My other half finds out and asks if I ever considered going back home. And I hadn't. But I started thinking about how much happier I was there. Same bleak future, but at least I could say I was content with my life. However much more I dreamed to have, I was at least happy.
Come to find out from my boss/Wingman today that our District Manager in fact wants me fired. And even though my boss refused to fire me, the DM is coming down next week with a list of things to lay into us for, and evidently picking apart my performance in the attempt to force my boss to let me go is high on his to do list. My Wingman is hopeful that if I do everything perfectly and mind my manners and do every little thing asked of me, I might keep my job. If not my position, keys or wage. He told me that he thinks of me as someone who won't give a creep like our DM the satisfaction of being right. And he's right, to an extent.
Just not in this case. I'm not about to pander to some jackass from corporate to keep a barely-decent job that pays half of what I need. There will be no pleasing him. If he wants me gone, playing nice on this trip won't throw him off that idea. I doubt I even could. I'm {mikeyG} and I play ***** for no one. Especially not a two-faced prick from Quebec who thinks he's hot **** because he runs the poorest district in a second-rate Canadian clothing franchise. He can suck it.
This kid's going home. My other half is talking with the restaurant manager about giving me my old position, I've got leads on a few places I could live and the smile is already back on my face. Seems wrong that I'm happy about ending up where I started six months ago, but I don't feel bad about any of this. I didn't give up my entire life and everyone I love to work a crappy job under constant fear of getting fired by the special tyrant.
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Fracture: Israfiel (WBR), Wujal (URG), Valedon (GUB), Amduat (BGW), Paladris (RWU)
Collision (Set Two of the Fracture Block)
Quest for the Forsaken (Set Two of the Excellion Block)
Katingal: Plane of Chains
Have you not learned anything from LOST?:rolleyes:
I like 4/4s for 7.
Then it's not wrong. Problem solved. OK, I know not really but at least we can say we've worked on the whole cognitive dissonance thing though.
Good luck buddy. I'm sure you'll be fine.
Thanks to the [Æther] shop for the sig!
It is always a bit surprising to do the math and figure out just how much one makes serving. On a good evening, I can easily make more money per hour than the managers do, and sometimes for even less work than them.
That was just about the best tract I've ever read. Best rant on this forum. I'm sorry things have gone spectacularly bad. It looks like you're handling it well.
Help has come in the form of a bit of basic algebra. I feel that it'll shed some light on your problem here.
Basically:
S + T = W
...S in this case stands for 'spam' and the T stands for 'light trolling'. And the W? That stands for 'Warning'. I love math. -- {mikeyG}
You've shown more than enough patience and endurance putting up with your work situation so far. You don't owe those guys anything else. And you certainly don't need to be a sacrifical lamb for some corporate jerk who probably just enjoys making life miserable for others because he can't manage to get his wife (whom he hates, and who hates him) to climax.
Travel safe on the way home.
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Very nicely said. Things may not have worked out the way you hoped, Mikey, but at least you made the attempt instead of wallowing in a rut. And if things don't work out after returning home, you can try again with a new plan in a new place.
I hate hearing about other people's experiences serving, though, because it makes the memory of my own that much worse. I swear Olive Garden has to be the worst place to be a waiter. If I made $60 working a full shift on a Friday, Saturday, or Sunday, it was a good shift. I think I walked with $80ish once. Lunch shifts would earn me maybe $15. I pulled in maybe $500 a week on average and was tired all the time. And then I hear about people serving at Cheesecake factory making $100 easy on a weeknight, $200-300 on a weekend night, and all they had to do was take orders and fill drinks.
Ugh.
Current New Favorite Person™: Mallory Archer
She knows why.
Nah I probably can't afford it.
I wish you'd just move to the states. You can get grossly overpaid for some of the stuff you're doing there and the cost of living can be pretty low. Lark lived in Chicago doing work at boutiques and stuff then moved to Seattle and still does it. I still say you move to Texas and find Jensen and Jared sharing some BBQ and butterfly kisses.
Also @ Mikey. I'm sorry to here about your recent troubles but I do have to agree with blue if youre able to move into the states people in your line of work can make pretty good money. Botique owners/workers in New York can pretty much make a living out of it.
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