Post 19: Long Stretch

Reaching into the second week or my working cycle and awaiting my "final" paycheck of this month. Reason i quoted final, Is simply because I plan on leaving that dreaded place once and for all. Although, my reason for leaving would later result in possibly being re-hired again in the same establishment, I would much rather work to get the money to fly her over, than worry about later problems. So far I have a little over $400 in the bank, and my upcoming paycheck will/should be over $300. I've been working under 40 last week and this week isn't any more, so the total should be 40 something hours worked by the end of this week. Which is why rough estimate is around 300.

In other news, My portfolio launched today! but what sucks about that is that it's on of the ONLY pages on my web site that is fully complete with the exception of my splash page. Even worst, It's probably the most laggiest of the pages. What I mean by laggiest is very glitchy. For some reason it seems to completely drag the browser down in speed. Even though no flash nor AD content is visible, it still seems to be slower than a snail. But I suppose until i figure out a way to make it faster and better, This is what I'll have. I'm not too disappointed in the look though (: it's ALMOST exactly what I sketched it out to be! I should probably do that more often.

So, Starbucks is playing its old tricks once again; getting my hopes up about a job there, then crushing them by completely ignoring me and neglecting my existence. But I will continue persisting. I mean, come on, $9/hour doesn't sound bad, no? nor does $7.15 @ starting, right? Heck, I'm definitely down for that! So much better than getting paid minimum wage in Taco Bell. Yet if things don't go like I wold want them to, one of my final choices is Boston Market. It's awkwardly across from where I work now, but they pay much more than Taco Balls. Not to mention, I have a silent connection with the place as far as my history goes. And on top of that, who DOESN'T love the chicken from there?! It's like they marinate it with crack and a hint of ecstasy. Never the less the food is good, and business is good as well.

And to my addition of job options, I'm also considering taking up modeling again. All I need is two pictures of myself to send in. I guess it's not hard, just getting accepted is a bit annoying, mainly because I'm kind of on a limited time schedule. It makes very quick cash and to a very hefty amount too, but the only problem is getting in. I'll hope for as much as I can but It might take me a few tries (or so I think). It's either that or some online web-design gig that might come up spontaneously. Although such a thing has never happened, I can still hope!!...

Bottom line is that money matter a lot right now. In some sense, It always will matter. But right now, in particular, It matters a lot. It matters so much, it even has the power to bring me happiness (crazy, I know)! If anyone were to aid me attain some currency, I will be indebted to them. Not that I mind, but in my opinion, that's a major step into helping someone; not many people would even consider helping anyone by giving them money. So on that note, I suppose you can say that this is what they mean when they say, "desperate times, call for desperate measures."

Post 18: The Start of Something Bad.

So as of today, my life has turned a new shit point, and has now slid further down the stream of piled crap. Listen, all I want is for me to get my damn paycheck, then buy her the ticket so she can come here. Not that complicated. But no. Life, being a bigger asshole than me, threw a slimy shit ball right at me about 2 days ago, and what happened was the manager screwed up my paycheck.

"But Leo! how did he mess up your paycheck?? He's the manager; shouldn't he know what he's doing?"

Yes, audience, he SHOULD know what he's doing, and I strongly weigh emphasis on the word "Should". See, what he did was he pretty much did not include a good chunk of my hours worked. Thus in result, my check added up to be a total of $143.55. Now, that's not all. Not only did he miss a huge portion of my hours, but he also didn't pay the agreed upon rate for my position. It was indeed a huge mess, and the fact that I didn't even know the first thing about fixing it, worried me that I wouldn't be able to. Eventually, the assistant manager told me that they fixed my paycheck, and that it should amount in the next paycheck. Now although I did complain to him that the paycheck was short of hours, I did however fail to mention the fact that the agreed pay rate was also no included in the paycheck. At this point I don't know what further action to take upon having that fixed. Hopefully I can work something out while it's not too late.

Once I can straighten my check out, and all is good on that end of the issue, then I will immediately proceed to the near Starbucks coffee shop. From there, I will negotiate for an interview and see if I can score a position within the facility. If I triumph, then the result will go as follows: I give Taco Bell my oe week notice prior to resignation, inform Starbucks of my transfer within the following days, and if I'm lucky, I should start there as soon as I quit my job at Taco Bell. Now, if none of that occurs at all (if not by order), then I suppose the next taken step is to search for a job (using the same methods as for the Starbucks) until I find one with a higher paying wage than My current job. Of course, I wont quit until I have another job I can hop to.

And for the record, I am doing this job for the paycheck, but above that, I was also rather curious of what occurs within the confines of that fast food restaurant. In addition to my curiosity, I also learned quite a bit as to how most fast food facilities should behave and should manage. Although I was the one on the outside, sort of just watching everything occur, I got a pretty good idea as to what should and should not be done. Therefore, with the benefit of getting paid, I also learned quite a lot about a field/area in which I was positioned in.

Aside from all the work shenanigans, my family is also in quite a bit of turmoil. Heh, I can't even call it that anymore. Honestly, I don't know what it is. My dad, above all, is being stupid. I don't know when he would realize that his reasoning is irrational, and that out of all the possible answers to a question, his is always the wrong one. He has to learn that just because you give an answer that has relatively more words than it should, and includes some sort of philosophical sounding saying within the response, does not make it any more right than someone answering each question with a question. There's things in life which you do, and things which you don't. The ones which come in between, relatively are the ones based within our own psyche.

All this and more, honestly, I don't even know if this is only the beginning, or the progression of misery, furthermore leading to a horrific outcome. I just want this all to be good again; to maintain an acceptable equilibrium is simply fine by me. Like I mentioned earlier, all I want to do is work to fly her over here, and so I can eventually go over there for school. That's my plan. That's what I want to do. Ironic you may say, for a kid who dropped out of school, I still want to go to it. My reason for dropping out wasn't to just rid myself of high school. I just hated the school I was attending and they left me no other choice but to drop out and get my GED. So far, most businesses and "professional" establishments I've witnessed withing the Florida confines is anything but professional.

Tomorrow I work until 10pm. Someone please kill me. Or at least offer me a better job. I can't stand this fast food restaurant that I work at. Starbucks will do. Much appreciated.