Quit my shit job 2 weeks ago.
On the last night I worked there I was abused by customers 50% of the time. This due to customers waiting 60 minutes (and in one case 100 minutes) for their food. A drunk native took the gold medal for the night when he called me a "fuckin' white cunt" and told me "this is not you fuckin' country" I came very close to throwing a few cut lunches at him. Adrenalin was pumping like a mothafucker but in the end I didn't because I was thinking about my job. What a waste... should of rammed his food into his face and punched him in the gonads. Got back to the shop and told the owners that I was going home. Didn't clean. Didn't mop. Just got my cash and exited. The following night I called in to say I wasn't coming in as I was heading up to Melbourne. Haven't been back since..... Nor have I even been called.
I have never trusted a fish'n'chip shop run by Asians. Don't know why... probably cause they can't cook greasy foods to save their lives.
Pretty happy to get away from that whole environment to say the least.
On the home front Jaiden and Sarah have been off sailing the high seas with Ang's parents the last week. On a P&O cruise to Noumea. They get back on Sunday. Jess and Ava have been a real fucking handful during this absence of older siblings. Ava caught Conjunctivitis from Daycare. Jess caught an ear, nose & throat infection. They have been ultra nightmarish overnight. Jess has been in our bed the last 5 nights. Ava won't settle at all.
Sleep... We're both due for some soon.
Won't happen for another 2-3 years or so until Bubs-to-Be is at least 18 months or so old. Strikes and gutters, onto the next frame....
We took Jess to see a Dora Live concert at Warragul yesterday. Was OK. She enjoyed it at least. A few hot mumma's about but I kept the eyes pretty much straight ahead.
I applied for a TAFE course today. Certificate IV in Mental Health. I think that's my field. Pretty much have a lifetime of experience BEING a psych patient. At least I think I can help a few people out that need it. And I think the whole psychiatric field of employment will be booming for the rest of my life as young and old wannabee's will continue to pop/inject/inhale whatever they can afford. Sad but true...
Smile. Today is over. Now onto tomorrow...