Today I was going to blog about the Comic Con that I went to over the weekend. How I had a great time, but I should have known that my happiness was short lived. To quote Dennis Leary, “Happiness comes in 5 second bursts; it’s a cigarette, an orgasm, or a chocolate chip cookie. THAT’S IT”. Other than that, life sucks.
Last week I blogged about how I was getting screwed at work and now comes the “piece de la resistance”. They want to move me from the front office into the filthy, dirty, warehouse, into a small area at the BACK of the filthy, dirty warehouse. If I had known that they were going to do that to me, I would have taken the severance package. Piss off management. I mean REALLY!!! Oh and why are they doing this? Because they want to remove the cubicles in the front office to create a “training” area. BULLSHIT !!! They want to fuck me over. They want to kick me when I’m down while I ask “please sir, can I have some more”.
I’m so mad, that I can’t even look at management in the eye anymore. I can’t do it without fear of exploding. I’m that outraged. I’ve applied for a few jobs, but it’s time to go full tilt. I’m that mad, that disgusted. They give me this blaa blaa about how I’m appreciated and then they fuck me over by doing this.
Honestly, I should have expected this, because of how this place works. This morning I woke up with a sense of dread over coming into work. Now I know why. About ten minutes ago I had a discussion with the Distribution Centre Manager about my moving into the warehouse, and it took every fiber of my being to not explode and tell him to go to hell.
I feel so humiliated by this, to be downgraded by this. To be cast off like this. I should have taken the severance package, but it’s too late. I hate them. I hate them all.
My 2 SERIOUSLY PISSED OFF BYTES
P.S. Please forgive my potty mouth.
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Monday, April 28, 2008
Monday, June 04, 2007
Getting screwed over by (Insert minority group here)
I’m not a racist by any means. I hate everyone equal, though once again, I’m being screwed over by some of (insert minority group here). Back in year 1 of blogging, I wrote about a cab driver who was part of (insert minority group here), and how he stole my cell phone. Anyway my old apartment building was bought by two guys who are (insert minority group here). They want to convert the place to condos, and we were given notice that we had 3 months to leave. Because the notice said that the building was undergoing major renovations, they have to give me back my damage deposit in full. So I’ve been in my new apartment for a month and I have still yet to receive my $650 back.
Oh it gets better, yesterday I went to the old building and was talking to the old building manager and I then heard that this was going on with EVERYONE who had moved out. At one point they wrote a bad cheque to a woman, and the only reason why she got her money back was that she threatened to call the police. Writing a bad cheque is fraud people.
My problem is that I tend to believe that all people are good. I like to give people the benefit of the doubt that was until yesterday. Now I feel that I’ve once again been taken advantage of by (insert minority group here), and next time I hear someone from (insert minority group here) complaining about being discriminated against, I’m not going to care, because you can’t be trusted. I know that this is a bad thing, but I’m basing this on personal experience now, not a baseless stereotype. You of (insert minority group here) cannot be trusted because you ARE thieves and cheats.
I know that this view is wrong and that there are some really good people who are part of (insert minority group here), but dammit, I’m tired of being taken advantage of by these people. I cannot believe the words that come from your mouth, because you’ve been lying to me for some time now. I know about you not showing up to meetings. I know about the bounced cheque. I know it all. I even know your full name now, despite your efforts to conceal them. Calling the building manager from you home was not smart, especially when he has call display.
So here’s the plan. I will call them at noon today and give them 24 hours to give me back my money or I will pursue legal options. According to the tenant act, that money should have been placed in a separate bank account, but if they have spent it, they will be in BIG trouble with the province. I hear that they already have violated some of the tenant laws in Alberta, so the government should already have a file on these guys. I hate being the bad guy, I really do, but at this point, they leave me no choice.
I’ll give everyone an update tomorrow.
My 2 Bytes.
Oh it gets better, yesterday I went to the old building and was talking to the old building manager and I then heard that this was going on with EVERYONE who had moved out. At one point they wrote a bad cheque to a woman, and the only reason why she got her money back was that she threatened to call the police. Writing a bad cheque is fraud people.
My problem is that I tend to believe that all people are good. I like to give people the benefit of the doubt that was until yesterday. Now I feel that I’ve once again been taken advantage of by (insert minority group here), and next time I hear someone from (insert minority group here) complaining about being discriminated against, I’m not going to care, because you can’t be trusted. I know that this is a bad thing, but I’m basing this on personal experience now, not a baseless stereotype. You of (insert minority group here) cannot be trusted because you ARE thieves and cheats.
I know that this view is wrong and that there are some really good people who are part of (insert minority group here), but dammit, I’m tired of being taken advantage of by these people. I cannot believe the words that come from your mouth, because you’ve been lying to me for some time now. I know about you not showing up to meetings. I know about the bounced cheque. I know it all. I even know your full name now, despite your efforts to conceal them. Calling the building manager from you home was not smart, especially when he has call display.
So here’s the plan. I will call them at noon today and give them 24 hours to give me back my money or I will pursue legal options. According to the tenant act, that money should have been placed in a separate bank account, but if they have spent it, they will be in BIG trouble with the province. I hear that they already have violated some of the tenant laws in Alberta, so the government should already have a file on these guys. I hate being the bad guy, I really do, but at this point, they leave me no choice.
I’ll give everyone an update tomorrow.
My 2 Bytes.
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