[QUOTE=ScreamingGerbil;39458282]My average work day is 12-15 hours long and I get paid 115$ a month.
:I[/QUOTE]
I'm guessing you don't get that much more from that item you contributed to TF2 then.
cbf scrolling and quoting everything off phone.. I work with my brother for a business another brother runs.. the business charges 85 - 95 bucks an hour normally... double outside of 9-5.. We install and maintain business phone systems... tomorrow we're working out of regular hours because the phones and such all have to be offline while we work... They called.. brother gave a quote.. they said no way too expensive.. called back the next day asking for us asap lol
Im normally on ~$24.70 / hour. I would be on about 21 - 22 with other companys
[QUOTE=Gravity Ponds;39458533]cbf scrolling and quoting everything off phone.. I work with my brother for a business another brother runs.. the business charges 85 - 95 bucks an hour normally... double outside of 9-5.. We install and maintain business phone systems... tomorrow we're working out of regular hours because the phones and such all have to be offline while we work... They called.. brother gave a quote.. they said no way too expensive.. called back the next day asking for us asap lol
Im normally on ~$24.70 / hour. I would be on about 21 - 22 with other companys[/QUOTE]
i don't see why you're complaining that's a decent wage
So the university says they have available places for work practice, and can pay too :D
Will get more info next week as to what departments need a lab rat.
Hopefully my goddamn flu will have cleared up by then :/
guh I am hungover as fuck I want a McDonald's
[QUOTE=DainBramageStudios;39458616]i don't see why you're complaining that's a decent wage[/QUOTE]
like thebrokenhobo said... 6am bad, 49 an hour good..
[QUOTE=mikeyt493;39458669]guh I am hungover as fuck I want a McDonald's[/QUOTE]
Burger King master race.
[QUOTE=Gravity Ponds;39458671]like thebrokenhobo said... 6am bad, 49 an hour good..[/QUOTE]personally, for that pay, I wouldn't give a fuck when it was
[QUOTE=Joseph Smith;39458677]Burger King master race.[/QUOTE]you cannot beat the big mac. plus McDonald's fries are better.
[QUOTE=mikeyt493;39458692]you cannot beat the big mac. plus McDonald's fries are better.[/QUOTE]
BK for the burgers, McD's for the fries.
God imagine if there was a coalition.
Also I made this yesterday: [url]http://puu.sh/1WkDH[/url] (hint: it's shit)
[QUOTE=MasterFen007;39458699]BK for the burgers, McD's for the fries.
God imagine if there was a coalition.
Also I made this yesterday: [url]http://puu.sh/1WkDH[/url] (hint: it's shit)[/QUOTE]
Not enough SLAMMING.
Are we posting music shit we made?
[url=http://dl.dropbox.com/u/10437436/Flo%20Rida%20ft%20Dr%20Dre%20%26%20Eminem%20-%20Sometimes%20Coonie%20forgets%20about%20Dre.mp3]I had this idea when I was taking a shit[/url]
[QUOTE=l l;39458708]ingrate[/QUOTE]
I woke up today with a hangover and a girl, at 2.30pm
if getting up at 6am was normal, no problem. but tomorrows gonna be hard.
[QUOTE=Gravity Ponds;39458772]I woke up today with a hangover and a girl, at 2.30pm
if getting up at 6am was normal, no problem. but tomorrows gonna be hard.[/QUOTE]
getting up at 6am isnt that hard
Ive got up before 8am about three other times ever
for an international holiday
for another job, on a public holiday ($$$$$$$)
and just to go fishing too lol
[editline]3rd February 2013[/editline]
6am is hard
and just found the sun isnt even up then
Lol, my best friends dad is really weird at times. He doesn't know I'm gay but he always suspects it. One time I stayed over and slept on a mattress next to his bed and during breakfast, he brought up how he though we were sleeping in one bed and asked if my friend had gone queer. Not in a bad, accusing way but it is weird. He's a massive muscular manbear, my best friend and most definately not my type but oh well.
I spent tonight at his place again. Drunk and high as fuck, his dad noticed me (he's super friendly, almost uncomfortably hospitable) and wanted to talk about this and that and what I've been up to recently, since I haven't been around for a while. My friend sees it and rescues my tripping ass from the conversation and his dad's all like: "Alright, you go with him. You go with your teddy bear. Wanna stay over in his grizzly cave? You're always welcome to stay over ;D"
I don't know what the fuck this man thinks, I've never even acted remotely gay and my friend has a different chick over almost every weekend. Maybe he was just joking but from my POV it was just weird.
[QUOTE=Gravity Ponds;39458772]I woke up today with a hangover and a girl, at 2.30pm
if getting up at 6am was normal, no problem. but tomorrows gonna be hard.[/QUOTE]
The epitome of first world problems there, struggling to get up at a not that unreasonable time to make over twice the national average wage.
Yeah. Lifes preeeeetty fucking good.
Well, my life is falling apart. Worst experience happened in the span of the last hour.
I don't know if I know you guys well enough to spill out my guts right now, but I really really need someway to get this off of my shoulders. i have no energy to type out what happened again, so here is the chat log i had with one of my close friends
Milkandcooki: i can explain the story
Milkandcooki: i was sitting here ~2 AM, parents came back from party they left to at 8 PM
Milkandcooki: my mom was okay, dad was drunk
Milkandcooki: he came up to me, did his usual "you fat fucking idiot, i pay the bills, this is MY house, go to fucking bed you piece of shit"
Milkandcooki: i told him that i don't want to listen to him if he's drunk and asked him to go to bed and he said "You don't want to respect your FATHER? why should i respect you? why should i respect you? (x3 or so, he repeats things and spits in my face after i try to ignore him)
Milkandcooki: he said that if i'm not in bed by the time he gets back from walking the dog, he's going to beat me up. so i panic, and lock the back sliding-glass door, and run downstairs to lock the front door.
Milkandcooki: mom comes down, kind of concerned and goes "you locked him out?" she goes down the stairs towards the front (garage door noises, dad opened it from the outside) and tries to tell him to go up to bed and not talk to me
Milkandcooki: my dad grabs me by the hair, pulls me backwards in the chair and knocks me me down. part of the chair broke, mom is yelling at him to stop, he's wrestling me, knocking my glasses off of my face and saying "YOU PIECE OF SHIT, YOU LOCKED YOUR OWN -FATHER- OUTSIDE? YOU WORTHLESS FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT - (etc etc)"
Milkandcooki: so i pushed him off, was crying at him to stop. i wasn't attacking him back, was just pushing his arms away
Milkandcooki: so he gets up and goes upstairs. mom lectures me about going to bed when he's gone, i tell her that i need to shut down my computer and tell my friends what happened, because i was in the middle of a skype call when my dad wrenched my headset off of me and did that chair-breaking thing
Pagan: Uhm.. why did you think locking the door was a good idea?
Milkandcooki: mom goes up all frusturated after a while, i i said i don't want to sleep on the same floor as him so i said i'm going to sleep downstairs
Milkandcooki: i didn't e.e, i was afraid of what he was going to do
Pagan: Not to say you;re in the wrong, but you probably should have went to bed, knowing how your dad is
Milkandcooki: so my mom goes upstairs, and my dad comes back down in nothing but his underwear, goes right up in my ear and starts to swear at me, for some reason saying stuff about money(???)
Milkandcooki: he was drunk, so... kept going on about how i "force" my mom to give up money so i can spend it on "tacos, or subway, or junk food or whatever else to make yourself fat, you fat fuck"
Milkandcooki: i say "please, go away dad. please just go to bed, i don't want anything to happen"
Milkandcooki: so he grabs me by the hair and slams me to the floor, i cry at him to stop, pleading and shit. he grabs at me, i push back and try to defend myself
Milkandcooki: i stand up and say i'm going to call the cops, so i grab the phone that's on the main hub-charger thing (right between monitor and desktop, on my desk)
Milkandcooki: he yells at me and says "don't call the fucking police" and wrenches the phone out of my hand, pulling off the back cover and trying to disconnect the battery.
Milkandcooki: i'm trying to dial 911, but he keeps pushing me away, knocking it to the floor, and at one point he knocked my glasses off so i couldn't see shit
Milkandcooki: he manages to disconnect the battery, so i reach for my cellphone. he slides the back off of that too and the battery goes god-knows-where, so i make my way down the hallway to my kitchen's home phone, and try to dial on that
Milkandcooki: make my way back to the living room, try to stand outside on the deck, attempted to hold the glass sliding door shut so i could dial 911 outside, but he forces it open and knocks the phone out of my hand
Milkandcooki: he wrestles me all the way to the couch, and i manage to dial 911. at this point i believe my mom was downstairs yelling. i manage to get the lady on the phone, so i yell "HELP, MY DRUNK FATHER IS BEATING ME UP," but he pulls the battery out of that phone
Milkandcooki: little bit more beating/wrestling/assault whatever, i'm on the floor and he's lecturing me going "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT YOU PIECE OF SHIT? YOU'RE GOING TO RUIN THE FAMILY. I PAY THE BILLS HERE...."
Milkandcooki: doorbell rings, police show up. male officer and female officer. i stand down on the stairs and try to explain the story to the female officer, while the male officer talks to my parents.
Milkandcooki: after i'm done with my bit, i can hear my dad saying "SO HE HAS ALL THE CARDS NOW, he can do whatever he wants"
Milkandcooki: male officer eventually walks downstairs, has a talk with someone on the phone and explains the situation. they asked me about injuries and i pointed out that my left cheek felt swollen and my speech was slurred as a result after my dad attacked me, and that my arm was red and hot to the touch.
Milkandcooki: they then take my dad away, saying that he'll be released maybe mid-day tomorrow. female officer asks if we're going to be okay, my mom cries and says how i need to apologize to my dad and give him a hug right now. dad's in the other room, looks over at me and the officers yell for him to stand back in place. i don't make eye contact.
Milkandcooki: so they leave, i lock the door behind them and go on my computer to try to explain what happened to my friends who were in the call with me...
Milkandcooki: mom grabs my shit, manages to break the cord on my mouse. she stands there glaring at me, and at this point i'm breaking down and losing my shit, so i'm yelling at her to get out of my face, and that i know she's trying to get me in trouble.
Milkandcooki: sure enough, knock on the door. female officer says how i NEED to go to bed now, and how she could hear everything from outside. tells me to go up without shutting anything down, so i laid on my bed for a bit, came down and got back on. my mom yelled at me again, but i told her that i need to talk to my friends, talk to the people that actually care for me and are concerned for my well being u.u
Milkandcooki: and here i am now
[editline]3rd February 2013[/editline]
forgot to mention at one point that i was crying at my dad while he was yelling at me, i said how he was a terrible person, how he's not my dad and how much of a bad person he is. i never really let that spill before.
Snip. Apparently the ultimate insult shouldn't even be used on a piece of shit father.
Your dad's a piece of shit for treating you like this, but it really makes me wonder why he's so upset about you. Obviously it's the old 'waaah my son is a fat useless sloth failure compared to my great achievement' bullshit, but what does the situation look like? Are you a student, do you ahve a job, how old are you, what are the chances of moving out?. Because I'd advise you to move the fuck out of there. As long as you "live off him", as he calls it he's going to give you shit for the rest of your days. I don't think you can satisfy him that way, he's just being an ass about everything because he can and he has a horrible personality.
You know shit is extremely wrong when your father injures you physically. Stuff like this definitely shouldn't happen dude, I'm sorry :c
[QUOTE=elevate;39459124]Snip. Apparently the ultimate insult shouldn't even be used on a piece of shit father.[/QUOTE]
Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends. - Magneto
Holy shit. That was really hard to read. I'm sorry that shit's happening to you, milk.
Best course of action would be to get as far away from him as you can. Personally, I'd rather scratch out a living on my own than continue to be victimized in my own house by my own guardian.
[QUOTE=Chickens!;39459424]Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends. - Magneto[/QUOTE]
I was just mad. I hate this dude's dad as much as anyone else here.
I feel like I made a fool out of myself.
[QUOTE=Chickens!;39459424]Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends. - Magneto[/QUOTE]
did you just quote x-men
[QUOTE=milkandcooki;39458910]Well, my life is falling apart. Worst experience happened in the span of the last hour.
I don't know if I know you guys well enough to spill out my guts right now, but I really really need someway to get this off of my shoulders. i have no energy to type out what happened again, so here is the chat log i had with one of my close friends
Milkandcooki: i can explain the story
Milkandcooki: i was sitting here ~2 AM, parents came back from party they left to at 8 PM
Milkandcooki: my mom was okay, dad was drunk
Milkandcooki: he came up to me, did his usual "you fat fucking idiot, i pay the bills, this is MY house, go to fucking bed you piece of shit"
Milkandcooki: i told him that i don't want to listen to him if he's drunk and asked him to go to bed and he said "You don't want to respect your FATHER? why should i respect you? why should i respect you? (x3 or so, he repeats things and spits in my face after i try to ignore him)
Milkandcooki: he said that if i'm not in bed by the time he gets back from walking the dog, he's going to beat me up. so i panic, and lock the back sliding-glass door, and run downstairs to lock the front door.
Milkandcooki: mom comes down, kind of concerned and goes "you locked him out?" she goes down the stairs towards the front (garage door noises, dad opened it from the outside) and tries to tell him to go up to bed and not talk to me
Milkandcooki: my dad grabs me by the hair, pulls me backwards in the chair and knocks me me down. part of the chair broke, mom is yelling at him to stop, he's wrestling me, knocking my glasses off of my face and saying "YOU PIECE OF SHIT, YOU LOCKED YOUR OWN -FATHER- OUTSIDE? YOU WORTHLESS FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT - (etc etc)"
Milkandcooki: so i pushed him off, was crying at him to stop. i wasn't attacking him back, was just pushing his arms away
Milkandcooki: so he gets up and goes upstairs. mom lectures me about going to bed when he's gone, i tell her that i need to shut down my computer and tell my friends what happened, because i was in the middle of a skype call when my dad wrenched my headset off of me and did that chair-breaking thing
Pagan: Uhm.. why did you think locking the door was a good idea?
Milkandcooki: mom goes up all frusturated after a while, i i said i don't want to sleep on the same floor as him so i said i'm going to sleep downstairs
Milkandcooki: i didn't e.e, i was afraid of what he was going to do
Pagan: Not to say you;re in the wrong, but you probably should have went to bed, knowing how your dad is
Milkandcooki: so my mom goes upstairs, and my dad comes back down in nothing but his underwear, goes right up in my ear and starts to swear at me, for some reason saying stuff about money(???)
Milkandcooki: he was drunk, so... kept going on about how i "force" my mom to give up money so i can spend it on "tacos, or subway, or junk food or whatever else to make yourself fat, you fat fuck"
Milkandcooki: i say "please, go away dad. please just go to bed, i don't want anything to happen"
Milkandcooki: so he grabs me by the hair and slams me to the floor, i cry at him to stop, pleading and shit. he grabs at me, i push back and try to defend myself
Milkandcooki: i stand up and say i'm going to call the cops, so i grab the phone that's on the main hub-charger thing (right between monitor and desktop, on my desk)
Milkandcooki: he yells at me and says "don't call the fucking police" and wrenches the phone out of my hand, pulling off the back cover and trying to disconnect the battery.
Milkandcooki: i'm trying to dial 911, but he keeps pushing me away, knocking it to the floor, and at one point he knocked my glasses off so i couldn't see shit
Milkandcooki: he manages to disconnect the battery, so i reach for my cellphone. he slides the back off of that too and the battery goes god-knows-where, so i make my way down the hallway to my kitchen's home phone, and try to dial on that
Milkandcooki: make my way back to the living room, try to stand outside on the deck, attempted to hold the glass sliding door shut so i could dial 911 outside, but he forces it open and knocks the phone out of my hand
Milkandcooki: he wrestles me all the way to the couch, and i manage to dial 911. at this point i believe my mom was downstairs yelling. i manage to get the lady on the phone, so i yell "HELP, MY DRUNK FATHER IS BEATING ME UP," but he pulls the battery out of that phone
Milkandcooki: little bit more beating/wrestling/assault whatever, i'm on the floor and he's lecturing me going "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT YOU PIECE OF SHIT? YOU'RE GOING TO RUIN THE FAMILY. I PAY THE BILLS HERE...."
Milkandcooki: doorbell rings, police show up. male officer and female officer. i stand down on the stairs and try to explain the story to the female officer, while the male officer talks to my parents.
Milkandcooki: after i'm done with my bit, i can hear my dad saying "SO HE HAS ALL THE CARDS NOW, he can do whatever he wants"
Milkandcooki: male officer eventually walks downstairs, has a talk with someone on the phone and explains the situation. they asked me about injuries and i pointed out that my left cheek felt swollen and my speech was slurred as a result after my dad attacked me, and that my arm was red and hot to the touch.
Milkandcooki: they then take my dad away, saying that he'll be released maybe mid-day tomorrow. female officer asks if we're going to be okay, my mom cries and says how i need to apologize to my dad and give him a hug right now. dad's in the other room, looks over at me and the officers yell for him to stand back in place. i don't make eye contact.
Milkandcooki: so they leave, i lock the door behind them and go on my computer to try to explain what happened to my friends who were in the call with me...
Milkandcooki: mom grabs my shit, manages to break the cord on my mouse. she stands there glaring at me, and at this point i'm breaking down and losing my shit, so i'm yelling at her to get out of my face, and that i know she's trying to get me in trouble.
Milkandcooki: sure enough, knock on the door. female officer says how i NEED to go to bed now, and how she could hear everything from outside. tells me to go up without shutting anything down, so i laid on my bed for a bit, came down and got back on. my mom yelled at me again, but i told her that i need to talk to my friends, talk to the people that actually care for me and are concerned for my well being u.u
Milkandcooki: and here i am now
[editline]3rd February 2013[/editline]
forgot to mention at one point that i was crying at my dad while he was yelling at me, i said how he was a terrible person, how he's not my dad and how much of a bad person he is. i never really let that spill before.[/QUOTE]
I would have gone to bed, it being 2AM and shit.
However you shouldn't have had to go through that. That treatment is the most bullshit I've seen in a long time, noone should have to go through that. He deserves to be stuck in that cell for a few years after trial if he's going to come home like that, not released without pressing charges.
You need to call social services if you're under 18 or go to a friend's, you can't just stay there when he's going to be back the next fucking day.
Your mother is complete disgrace too, and she doesn't even have the excuse of being drunk, fucking letting that go on and then blaming you.
If you're going to call your kid a piece of shit or come home drunk like that, you need to be castrated and kept half a mile away from any children.
[QUOTE=Gravity Ponds;39458812]Ive got up before 8am about three other times ever
for an international holiday
for another job, on a public holiday ($$$$$$$)
and just to go fishing too lol
[editline]3rd February 2013[/editline]
6am is hard
and just found the sun isnt even up then[/QUOTE]
hoyl shiet
My old job I worked from sunrise to sunset in 12hour+ shifts on minimum wage
[QUOTE=Gravity Ponds;39458812]Ive got up before 8am about three other times ever
for an international holiday
for another job, on a public holiday ($$$$$$$)
and just to go fishing too lol
[editline]3rd February 2013[/editline]
6am is hard
and just found the sun isnt even up then[/QUOTE]
I had to get up at six am every weekday for three years to go to school and now you come and say shit like this
I guess people just have it easier in other countries :v
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