My Misfortunate Return (long)

[unholypet]

What have I been up to? Well, there's the people applying for jobs... Good god. Don't even get me started on those butts... but then this would be boring, so:

There are the 10 year olds who call:
Me: Well, we hire at age 16.
10yo: But I'm 10.
Me: You'd have to be 16 to work here.
10yo: But I need money! MOM!!! MOM THEY WON'T HIRE UNTIL I'M 16!!!!!!
Background Mom:Then put it in an application! They'll have to keep it and call you back!
10yo: I'm gonna put it in an application, I need MONEY!
*click*

There are the crackheads who dart and weave in mid-air while scratching their arms and faces.
Me: Can I help you?
CH: I just... *scratchety scratch* I gotta work you know I wann-gotta, UMM UMUMUMMM.. I just... I wanna work!!! *shiver/wide-eyed stare*
Me: Uh.. sure.. here's an application.
CH fills it out, with much rattling of the pen in mid-air, hopping and turning the paper all over the place. Then gives it back.
Me: Well.. ah, Ms.. Patsy Cline... we'll... we'll call you.
CH: But I ain't gotta phone.. how you gonna get me? You gonna mail me a letter???
Me: Sure.. we'llget right on that.
CH: THANKS!!
And as the crackhead runs out the door, I see that they always put down our address, or the hospital's address. Lovely.

Howabout the Holier-Than-Thou folks?
Me: So, here you go, and here's a pen. Just hand it back to any of us and we--
HTF: Are you still hiring for the delivery position?
Me: ... I'm not allowed to say officially, so I ca--
HTF: I'm going to fill this out then. *stalks off*
Me waiting until they come back.
HTF: So are you hiring?
Me: I'm not allowed to--
HTF: Are you hiring?
Me: Not allowed to say, so--
HTF: Okay.
Me: So I could get a manage--
HTF: Okay!
Me: ... if you want to talk to o--
HTF: OKAY!! *walks away.. slams door to outside*

Even better, are the actual customers.

Lady: Are you okay?
Me: Well, I hurt my back pretty bad yesterday, but otherwise--
Lady: Then put some more cheesesticks out.
Me: ...

Oh yeah, I hurt my back. You know those nice cups of pizza sauce? We have to fill those up ourselves. Yesterday morning, I grabbed a small try of them. It could have been five pounds at the most.

Reached over my head, picked it up, aaaaalmost set it down to eye level and ***POP*** I am now in the worst pain I have ever felt in my life.

Now, I've had my head smashed into brick walls, broken bones, fractured fingers, have arthritis and carpal tunnel, been knocked off and then backed-up over by a heavy duty 4-wheeler (and picked it up with my legs off of the ground with an adult steering and attempting to floor it off of me), and been in more contact martial arts fights than I really should've.

But your back popping, causing a muscle to spasm between your shoulderblades and mid back, which causes a muscle in your (strained and over used) left shoulder to spasm and contort, is incredible.

I have only ever cried twice from true pain, and this third time I bawled unabashed. I think I freaked out the woman I normally work with, as she's seen me headbutt a 100+ pound machine off of its stationary position and get up to go wait on customers.

Anyway, for someone as self-sufficient as I am, it was highly embarassing that the nurse in the E.R. had to help me into an X-ray gown. No broken bones, and the boyfriend and his mother drove me there, by the way.

I was administered a shot in the asscheek, and the puncture of posterior muscles was highly unwelcome. Made me feel loopy and happy, but I made it home and was tended by my dearest boyfriend. BF's the best. I went back today in light-duty-mode, and my hours are cut all this week due to it.

So I was very angry when this woman kept at me.

L: So?
Me: They'll be out in a few minutes.
L: Sigh... hmm... m.. ugh..
Other customers walk up from behind her.
Lady glares and saunters to the buffet, STARING at me. Which enrages me, but I am being watched, so am forced to remain silent.

There's ths New Guy I'll post about, too.

But its the same people, same crap, same dumbfucks every day. I'll post those in portions, to ease my time online (instead of killing my back all at once).

[Snowbird]

I'm torn between freaked out at a ten year old that sounds like a spoiled brat wanting a job, and being elated. Why? Because there's a chance he'd learn (worse, relearn) how not to be a sucky customer. Of course, he could always become a sucky employee but I can dream, can't I?

My sympathies about your back. That kind of injury is what put me down and out for too long, still have permanent nerve damage. I was in so much pain when it happened, and a good two weeks after, that I struggled to even breathe without hurting more. I hope your company is going to make sure you get seen for more help if it's needed, they really need to.

[Hyndis]

Ouchy on the back injury.

I hurt my back two years ago working in a stockroom. I wasn't able to walk for an entire month after that, and even now it still acts up from time to time. I simply cannot do any lifting objects that are low or on the ground or my back flares up. It was all soft tissue damage, but of course when the spine is involved, soft tissue damage can be very, very bad.

Today I walk with a limp. Its a slight limp most of the time, but some days its pretty bad. I'm almost tempted to bring in a cane to help me walk on those days, which would certainly give a rather non-subtle hint to SC's who are completely able-bodied yet want me to do all their work for them.

Sure, the young, healthy adult SC has a cripple carry her groceries for her while she talks on her cell phone...

The amusing thing is that its almost always women who do this. As one male customer put it, "If a man needs help with his groceries, he also needs help with his woman." Very rarely do men need help with their groceries, and when they do its for a legitimate reason, such as being 90 years old or having a broken leg in a cast.

[Amina516]

There are the 10 year olds who call:
Me: Well, we hire at age 16.
10yo: But I'm 10.
Me: You'd have to be 16 to work here.
10yo: But I need money! MOM!!! MOM THEY WON'T HIRE UNTIL I'M 16!!!!!!
Background Mom:Then put it in an application! They'll have to keep it and call you back!
10yo: I'm gonna put it in an application, I need MONEY!
*click*

Seriously?!?!?!?!?!?!


What the hell? What 10 year old wants a job...? And what mom would ask a 10 year old to have a job?


Sorry about ur back....I know thats no fun

[wagegoth]

unholypet, you have my complete sympathy.

I was suffering with muscle spasms in my lower back and neck for a while. I've never known a worse pain, and I was in labor for 48 hours with my first son. My doctor gave me injections directly into the spasming muscles.

[Bradester]

I too am sorry for your back pain. There's not much outside of back pain that can totally incapacitate a person.

I'm having problems with my sciatic nerve, and it's absolute hell on my lower back and legs.

My mom also threw out her back when I was very young, and said it was the most excruciating pain she'd ever experienced, much worse than childbirth.

That woman can kindly shove those cheesesticks up her entitled ass.

[Crazeyal]

Been there..

Felt that...

Pain pills and booze DO NOT MIX (but are fun anyway!!)

[roguesqd]

had a disk rupture last year, and the gel inside it came out and put pressure on a nerve. Worst pain I have ever felt, and pain pills will hardly touch it, they may knock you out, but the pain is still there. I feel for ya a lot

[Pagan]

I've got scoliosis. Never got bad enough for a brace or surgery, but enough that something slips out every now and then. And pinches on the sciatic for an added bonus. Harder than hell to walk around and not grab your ass.

It's amazing what even low grade pain can do to your patience with idiots.

[mayacat]

My mom also threw out her back when I was very young, and said it was the most excruciating pain she'd ever experienced, much worse than childbirth.

Either your mom has selective memory, or had a very different experience than I had. I've had three surgeries on my back, and have experienced a lot of back pain (scoliosis, herniated discs, and sciatica), bTut that was nothing compared to childbirth. Though I suppose it was the fault of the back problems. I wasn't able to have an epidural due to all the back surgeries I had.

[Ghengis51]

I sypathize with your back issues. I had a two-month long bout of sciatica that had me going from bed-ridden to crutches, then a cane, then FINALLY able to walk normally again. It was the most incredible agony I've ever been in. I truthfully thought I was being punished by god.

[Evil Queen]

*gives unholypet a message and fills the tub up with lots of hot water*

Now, you relax, have a bubble bath and don't move too much!

[unholypet]

*gives unholypet a message and fills the tub up with lots of hot water*

Now, you relax, have a bubble bath and don't move too much!

Goddess, I am at your feet! (If I can ever make it to the floor n back up, anyway)

Thanks everyone for the well wishes n thoughts!


As for the 10yr old? There are kids ranging 10-13 who want jobs BAD! Weird, eh?

[ebonyknight]

There are the crackheads who dart and weave in mid-air while scratching their arms and faces.
Me: Can I help you?
CH: I just... *scratchety scratch* I gotta work you know I wann-gotta, UMM UMUMUMMM.. I just... I wanna work!!! *shiver/wide-eyed stare*
Me: Uh.. sure.. here's an application.
CH fills it out, with much rattling of the pen in mid-air, hopping and turning the paper all over the place. Then gives it back.
Me: Well.. ah, Ms.. Patsy Cline... we'll... we'll call you.
CH: But I ain't gotta phone.. how you gonna get me? You gonna mail me a letter???
Me: Sure.. we'llget right on that.
CH: THANKS!!
And as the crackhead runs out the door, I see that they always put down our address, or the hospital's address. Lovely.

Reminds me of an employee I worked with. This was way back in the mid 90's. I was working as a networking guru for a small 8-A IT contracting company. We did various IT jobs/contracts for various commercial/government/military agencies. We were a shop of about 20 people and the pres decided to give a crackhead a chance. He was a programmer, so his downfall to crack must have been especially tragic.

The pres didn't let us know this of course, but we suspected it by his dress, manner and attitude. We finally figured it out when he started calling in saying that he wasn't going to be in, because it was raining.

He didn't last long after that started.

[blackmars0]

I feel for you on the back issue. I've got a terrible lower back, so I have a chance to blow it out for at least 3 days every time I bend down to pick anything up. (Just family history, not sure if there's more to it). But I started off this summer at a brick factory, throwing stuff around. I did fine until one weekend I bent down to pick up something off my floor in my bedroom (a game controller I think) and POP. My back went. Muscle spasms all around. I just had to lay down on the ground for a few minutes until I could pull myself together enough to sit up and eventually crawl over to my bottle of Jack Daniels.

Luckily, my job was fairly understanding about the whole injury thing.