How are you doing? - Kiwi Farms Wellness Check

Not sure if it would work like this at a homeless shelter, but at least in some parts of the corporate world, that is a way of driving out the old guard after a change of management. It is supposed to feel like they are spitting on you because they want to get rid of you ASAP since you do not fully support the new management. It's a not-so-subtle "fuck-off, we know better and don't need you holding us back anymore". Check with your old co-workers from before the new boss came in whether their pay is also lower overall if you want to be certain.

I'm surprised I hadn't thought of that and you may be right, at least partially.

I really hate bosses who come in and immediately want to change everything and ego trip all over the place, but sadly that type of person seems more common than the good bosses.
 
Good, but very weary. I hate family drama. I love my family, but hate it when they find stupid reasons to fight among themselves. Fortunately, it was easily resolved. Overall, I've just been very busy. As usual, I'm enjoying my downtime. I savor being alone and left alone. To just exist and not deal with people, whether they're family, coworkers, or otherwise.
 
House is coming along, finally finished painting the living room. Still stressful as fuck, but it finally feels like I have more than one space in the house now that isn't 'under construction.' Wardrobes assembled in the bedroom, so my clothes aren't in an assortment of garbage bags anymore.

Having been on a small road tip today to visit my wife's friend, I still smile like a retard every time I return home. This is a very nice part of the country, and my expectations have been realistic, and verified, ever since I arrived. Tl;Dr, no niggers means you can have nice things.

Got cash to burn for the moment, so I'm thinking of buying a fancy clock of some sort for the chimney piece. I fucking deserve it after years of shit.
 
Having anxiety about health is so stupid.

The symptoms: Been dizzy and nauseas for a week, along with a headache.

What anyone else would think: "Hm. This is probably a combination of lack of exercise, stress, and the fact that I live off of coffee and a singular bagel a day, I should make changes."

My dumbass brain: "Heehoo Tumors"
 
Walked off my job. Actually told them "I quit" at the beginning of the day and finished the shift, but didn't come in for the next day. As much as I could've just parked the vehicle and walked off, I didn't want the Foremen to get into trouble, because they are nice people and it would've been on them.

I told these idiot higher-ups I quit because they've been delaying my re-checking of the contract of 6months minimum after the supervisor got on my case and made it seem like it's my fault for falling sick and expecting me to work 22 shifts rostered straight, 3 days straight work for 12hrs before an off day, then back to work 3 days straight.

So the asshole supervisor tells me to check my contract if I don't like it, and I realize I never remembered signing one. The HR management (just one guy) keeps saying "I'll check it on friday" or "I'll update you next week" before finally he tells me the guy who briefed me didn't actually give me a contract to sign, and "we'll leave it at 6months". This is after he told me I have to serve my bond of 1 year, when during the briefing and the PPT slides I have given to me, it clearly states 6 months, otherwise the training license is void and they can claim it back.

You can imagine how done I was at that point.
I returned the personal protection equipment to the nice Foremen and I told them it's my last day today and I'm walking off. They were shocked but they wished me well. That night asshole supervisor tries to call me after I ignored his HR, because after all the delays, when I msged the HR guy that I quit, within MINUTES the guy just says "give us some feedback why you left" and I was "yeah fuck this"

Went to the main offices of the Port and said I need to return the access pass (because holding onto it after you're done working is a liable offence) and it even states on the reverse of the card. The girls there said they can't accept it sadly as I am still "contracted" under the system. I explain to them that I never signed a contract of any sort and I walked off the job after my treatment. They told me that the company needs to email them to rescind I am in the system, thereby I can return the pass to them.

Yeah, fuck no. Not holding on to this liability.

Returned the workpass at the company office (fucking sub-contractors) and there was only a judgmental old fuck who just looked at me (he was there on my interview day) and a chud who didn't know heads from tails. Told him I don't work here anymore and I need to return the pass. He kinda felt iffy after looking at the pass but said he would let the HR guy know. Didn't bother to check anything with me and that was that, I was out of there before he could say anything more.

I turned tail as fast as I could and went to an old workplace nearby that's had some changes in my absence. Some recommendations to send in my resume, and been looking at prospects. Got two weeks downtime and been firing off applications since last week. Don't have much with me now, but I've got some good outlook even though I'm not entirely sure where I'm going. Fuck yeah!
 
Didn't pick up my new passport in April because i couldn't be fucked and wasn't needing it for anything, now i DO need it and can't get an appointment to pick it up :story: I knew this day would come, didn't expect it so soon, though.
Having anxiety about health is so stupid.

The symptoms: Been dizzy and nauseas for a week, along with a headache.

What anyone else would think: "Hm. This is probably a combination of lack of exercise, stress, and the fact that I live off of coffee and a singular bagel a day, I should make changes."

My dumbass brain: "Heehoo Tumors"
I don't know a single person who isn't like this, me included. Read the "heehoo" in Jack Frost's voice, top stuff.
 
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Was dusting my bookshelf and came across some books I’ll re-read this week (one of them being a very valuable animators guide by Richard Williams of Who Framed Roger Rabbit fame).

I’ve lapsed into depression these few days. Will bounce back.
 
My husband just about gave me a heart attack, lmao. I will preface this anecdote with the fact that the kids have been really into pranks lately, and I allow them against myself as long as they don't hurt anyone's body or feelings/don't involve anyone who doesn't want to be part of the prank/stop if it becomes clear that someone isn't having fun or is taking it too seriously.
The kids had an activity earlier today and I got them ready but had to stay home with the baby because he's sick and someone has to be here to accept a delivery, so I anticipated them being gone for like 1h-1h30. 20-ish minutes later, I hear the doorknob rattling and they come in, my daughter has her head bowed down in what I think is dejection, and my son looks like a deer caught in headlights, so I ask what happened with the lesson- my husband says they got kicked out. I ask why, he said that the kids were playing before the class and some other dad seemed drunk and got in their face and started yelling at them so he stepped in, and the dad got violent and went to push him, so he punched him in the face and the owner kicked them both out for it. I'm like WTF do you MEAN, how did all of this happen so quickly, and I start thinking about whether or not we'll get a police visit lmfao and he says ''Welcome to the Rekieta simulator, it was a holiday and they were closed, I didn't punch anyone, we just went to the gas station to cheer them up from the cancellation and they wanted to prank you.'' lmfao. My daughter lifts her head up- she was hiding her face so I wouldn't see her giant grin, and everyone's REALLY happy they got me, lmao. I ended up shouting at them to help me take down their dad and we wrestled him down to the floor so we're even now.
They got me good, 10/10 execution and I'm really impressed they kept it together long and well enough for me to actually believe it.
 
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