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There were so many people at Walmart today, it wasn't even funny. They just wouldn't go away. I had a crappy day. I just wanted to come home when the clock struck 9pm but I couldn't cuz we were behind and we had to get the shit done. Fuck! We had to give some orders for free cuz they were late and the customers were all pissed off. Well, I don't blame them, but damn, for real. Oh shit, before I forget, man, there was this one customer who fucken got her way in which she really shouldn't have. Okay, when the customer wants a single order and we accidentally process a double order, we can easily take out the pictures and charge them for the singles. And I know it sounds like a waste of paper, but we have to throw away what we don't give away. Well, we hadn't charged her yet, and she starts saying that she didn't order the doubles, but she wants to keep them and be charged for singles. Dude, WHAT THE FUCK?????? She's stupid. The mistake that we made could be easily corrected and she goes and makes a big deal. We had to call management and the stupid CSM tells us to just charge her for single instead of doubles. Man, the CSM had told her first that the problem could've been taken care of, but no, she chickens out and makes us look bad. I mean, if it was that she wanted doubles and we only gave her singles, then we could give them to her for just singles and just run the negatives thru the printer. It may sound dumb, but really, it didn't have to be that way. Oh well. Fuck it. Things at home haven't been going well. My mom is pissed off at everyone in the house. Get this, she's not talking to any of us either. I don't really want to talk about what happened, but it had to do with me and her having a dispute over money. Eventually, it got ugly and she got pissed at me first, then when my dad came home, she got pissed at him. Today she got pissed at my brother, so now she's put herself in her own little world. She seriously does not talk to us. It's funny to me. She's acting like a little kid. I can't live in this house with her anymore. I've thought a lot about moving out next August. I think I'm going to live in the dorms or get an apartment with Mark or even by myself. We fight too much and she's hard to please. I shouldn't have to please her with what I do. What I do is for myself and nobody else. It's my future and she needs to deal with it. She gets mad when things don't go her way and frankly I am not going to have it her way. It's my way or no way. Damn, at work they were playing that song by Limp Biskit, My Way. Every single time. I have it tatooed in my brain. We're next to electronics, that's way. Anywho, I really need to get my shit together and move out. I know I say I hate going to work, but I'd rather fight with people I'm more than likely never going to see again. She's a good mom. I'll give her that. But she wants everything the way she wants it to go and there's no way in hell. She pouts about it when she can't have it and she tries to make us feel guilty. Pretty damn fucked up, huh? Yep. Yep it is. I can't tell her how I feel cuz she wouldn't understand. She never will. I think a lot about how my future is going to be with her. And for some reason I don't think it's going to get any better if I end up marrying Mark. (She doesn't like him.) Ummmmmmmm......................I don't know. I'm going to crash now. I am so tired and I close tomorrow too. Talk to you all laterz. Nite.
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