2 days a week weren't enough. So I got me another job. Surprise! This time THEY actually called ME. It was that ink cartridge-recycling joint...10 minutes from my house! Great! Minimum wage, no benefits...but a job so easy that a monkey could do it! They were getting a 4th route, and they needed a new driver for that route. So I went in, trained for a day, liked it (for now), and they said they will call me with the game plan. But just to show a little more enthusiasm, I called THEM Friday after which the schedules for next week were supposed to be completed. OH GUESS WHAT! "Hi, is Bob there? This is Randy calling to find out next week's schedule. Oh, hello Bob (the names were changed to protect the guilty and the innocent, except mine). What's the game plan for next week?" BOB: "Who's this?" ME: "Randy. What's the game plan for next week?" BOB: "Ohhh-Raaaaandy! Sorry, we ain't gonna be able to use ya, bub." ME: "Why?" BOB: "Not really any good reason, but reason enough to not want ya!" ME: "What reasons?! Nick said I did as good as anybody on the training route!" BOB: "Not obligated to give ya reasons. Can't use ya." ME: "I quit a job for this, and you only give me ONE DAY?!? What's THAT all about?" BOB: "It ain't gonna happen!! I'm not obligated to give you an explanation." ME: "WHYYY!!!" BOB: "Don't f***ing yell at me you d**k!! ME: "But I QUIT a job for you! NOW what am I s'posed to do?!?" D**K-HEAD, I mean, BOB: "Not my problem! I've got a business to run!" ME: (sighhhh) "Well, when do I pick up my paycheck for my one day?" BOB: "What-d'ya MEAN paycheck?!? YOU knew the training was unpaid! I told you that on the phone!" ME: "Thats news to ME!! You'd think Id remember that! OK so now you're gonna CHEAT me?!?" BOB: (loudly) "I DIDN'T HIRE YOU! NO F**KING CONTRACTS WERE SIGNED, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF S**T!! I DON'T OWE YOU MONEY, AN EXPLANATION, OR ANYTHIG ELSE! I've got work to do...goodbye!" Not to sound sorry for myself, but Friday night I couldn't sleep but a few hours early Saturday morning. I was sick all night. and I JUST couldn't let this go! I got up and called "BOB" again. ME: "Is Bob there?" Coworker: "Yeah le'me gettum." BOB: "Hello." ME: "Hi, it's Randy. I was sick all night because of this. I WANT TO KNOW THE REASON YOU LET ME GO!!!" I would like to know what and what NOT to do on my next job." BOB: (loudly) "I TOLD YOU I DON'T OWE YOU ANY ANSWERS. YOU ARE A PIECE OF GARBAGE AND YOU HAVE NO F**KIN' RIGHTS!! DON'T CALL AGAIN! IF YOU CALL AGAIN I'LL HAVE YOU ARRESTED FOR HARRASSMENT! AND DO NOT CALL MARY!" (His wife). ME: (softly) "Thank you for your time, and I hope you don't tank anytime soon." WHAT THE F**K IS WITH PEOPLE?

you're a lively writer (though don't think you're a genius or anything). i get the impression that you're a casual cool guy with dreadlocks.though i really haven't a clue. i also happen to be going through tough times, well more miserable than turbulent. but i have to tell you, the secret is to always remember that if you can laugh in the hardest of your troubles, you can deal with anything and to able to look at the face of terror and still be able to laugh IS HEROIC -almost. i'm going blind by the way.