Ghost the Bat

Feb 9 2006, 09:22 PM

I really hate people who pick on me.
Everyday after i get of the bus from school I always get picked on by a certain guy, even when I tell him to stop, he still pesters me.

It snowed recently...so guess what he does today?

Yeah
he throws snow at me.
But, no.... not just him, even two of my friends, I tell them to stop, they don't, and my friend says "what do you think snow is for?"

Then that stupid guy throws snow at my neck and it slides down my back.

Yeah.

I needed to get that off my chest...

I just don't understand how people, especially "friends", can act so immature, especially when they attend high school for christ's sake!

(Oh and I really hate the cold...)

Ghost the Bat

Feb 9 2006, 03:22 PM

I really hate people who pick on me.
Everyday after i get of the bus from school I always get picked on by a certain guy, even when I tell him to stop, he still pesters me.

It snowed recently...so guess what he does today?

Yeah
he throws snow at me.
But, no.... not just him, even two of my friends, I tell them to stop, they don't, and my friend says "what do you think snow is for?"

Then that stupid guy throws snow at my neck and it slides down my back.

Yeah.

I needed to get that off my chest...

I just don't understand how people, especially "friends", can act so immature, especially when they attend high school for christ's sake!

(Oh and I really hate the cold...)

packmule

Mar 2 2006, 06:10 AM

1. I crack my neck frequently, though I have no idea why, and some info on the internet says it can be unhealthy, done over an extended period of time...whoops

KaijuFanatic

Mar 4 2006, 06:45 PM

I'm no longer able to work because of health problems, but for almost 15 years I worked in a beef processing plant in the 'grinding' department.  I worked second shift most of those 15 years and worked my way up from floor positions as a 'packer', 'scaler', 'reworker' and in the boxroom to a 'grinder' and finally the 'formulator'/'blender'.  When I first started at the plant, the grinding department was more of a seasonal department and second shift would often slow way down in the Spring and Summer and be very busy in Fall and winter, but after just a few years of seasonal work, it really picked up and I found myself working 12+ hours a day, seven days a week.  Near the end of my working days, I was moved from the cold temps (in an effort to keep me healthier)...the grinding room was the coldest in the plant other than the freezers, because we were working with the beef once it had been slaughtered and boned out, so temps were usually 30ºF or less with huge fans blowing, constantly.  I was moved into our department office where I did the grinding department's daily paperwork...keeping track of meat that was ground and products that was produced on a daily basis.....I loved my job, actually, both working in the department and later, in the office.  I also worked as a Postmaster leave replacement and delivered mail on a rural route for extra money, but eventually, when the work at the processing plant became less seasonal, I gave up the mail delivery and replacement work.

I know a lot of people are horrified when I tell them what I did and I have actually gotten to be friends with people online that based on what I did for a living, considered not getting to know me any better, assuming I wasn't intelligent if I did a job like that.  All I can say is, I busted behind for most of those 15 years, often performaning jobs in  the department that no woman had ever done before and I was always very proud of the work I did and felt anyone working in any department of the plant earned every penny and then some!  I know I made some wonderful friends while working at the plant and actually miss my job.  After working from the time I graduated high school until late '98, trying to adjust to no longer being able to work and having to adjust to living on Social Security disability benefits after 60-80 hour checks has been a huge shock to me.