worst week
#1
03-29-2006, 10:01 AM
worst week
i'm in a REALLY bad mood right now. I've pretty much just had the worst 3 weeks ever... if u read ****heads at riverhead ford in smack talk u'll know why. Anyway, I was wondering what was the worst day, week, 2 weeks, month w/e everyone else has had.
#2
03-29-2006, 10:07 AM
The worst day I had was when I lost my job at FritoLay. I went to work at 2am and by 9 am, I had been laid off of a $42,000/yr job. It sucked bad, but i've survived and modding has continued. PM me if ya want details.
#3
03-29-2006, 10:56 AM
that sucks.... i get paid peanuts.... so i don't see why they would lay me off... my salary is prob less than the worth of the lint in my bosses pockets... and my day just got worse... and now i'm going to be late to work. I should have called ed to get me, but I thought he was in pa at fast by ferachi(sp?), so I didn't bother.... turns out he slept in so has just been cruzing on his motorcycle..... i'm going to cry.... I'd never thought anything could compare to way I felt during my falafel incident in europe.... but this def surpasses that....
#4
03-29-2006, 11:03 AM
Originally Posted by xpaeanx
. i'm going to cry.... I'd never thought anything could compare to way I felt during my falafel incident in europe.... but this def surpasses that....
#5
03-29-2006, 11:31 AM
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Originally Posted by xpaeanx
i suppose I should explain.... I lived in europe during the beginning of the iraq war, and i'm american. Everyone hated me, had no friends... I was there as a student, and my host family wouldn't even talk to me. All I heard was how I was worth **** b/c I was american, and how all america sucks. I became very very depressed. I had one friend... she was american too. We went on a tour with the rest of the group of exchang students. Most of the other exchange students wanted nothing to do with us too.... by the end of the tour we were still depressed from having no friends, we hadn't slept at all during the whole trip, and we're both vegetrains so we had eaten next to nothing since it is very had to find vegetarian food in germany. I couldn't really eat I was so depressed and tired. We were in berlin I think it was, and found a falafel place that had vegetarian falafels.... so my friend ordered one... when we got it it had lamb alllllll over it.... we both just looked at eachother walked away and started crying.... it doesn't help we had our periods either.... but it was like the whole country hated us, like the soil itself wanted us to just....disappear..... I can't even begin to explain the amount of depression I was going through.... In fact i've never been the same since.... and that's when it all just came to a head. I went home shortly after... cutting my exchange about 6 months short.....
wow thats pretty graphic, but what you need is a good smack down...on anyone, or anything, go to a pet store and smack a puppy or something lol... jp , sux about the abroad part, thats actually kinda interesting you were treated that way, I was in Spain about year after the war started and I didn't have any problems then again I'm about a foot taller then most spanish people, and out weight them by 100 lbs... Oh it was also less then a week after the bombing in Madrid, we went and saw the station...
worst day of my life?... i have no idea to be honest... i've lived a pretty gifted life and although not everything has gone my way, I have nothing to compair to any of the stories you guyz have...
here are some good stress relievers...go down to Battery, or central park and poke sticks into the wheels of passing bicylists... OR... pick a fight with a hobo and kick his ***... Or when you get the car back try lighting up one of those tires, or driving it around in general... that usually helps...
good luck wit everything... drinkin also helps...lol
#9
03-29-2006, 01:33 PM
If life was all picnics and puppydogs, it wouldn't be called life, it'd be called fun. Just remember, there are a few daisies mixed in with the landmines. Watch out for the landmines, but hang out around the daisies, life will get better.
#10
03-29-2006, 01:39 PM
Originally Posted by Grimmz
wow thats pretty graphic, but what you need is a good smack down...on anyone, or anything, go to a pet store and smack a puppy or something
here are some good stress relievers...go down to Battery, or central park and poke sticks into the wheels of passing bicylists... OR... pick a fight with a hobo and kick his ***... Or when you get the car back try lighting up one of those tires, or driving it around in general... that usually helps...
here are some good stress relievers...go down to Battery, or central park and poke sticks into the wheels of passing bicylists... OR... pick a fight with a hobo and kick his ***... Or when you get the car back try lighting up one of those tires, or driving it around in general... that usually helps...
#11
03-29-2006, 04:09 PM
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Sorry to hear about it Xpaenexaeneaxxex
Here's a real crap thing that happened to me, i guess its kinda funny now, wasnt funny then.
I joined the USAF in march of 1996. By october of 1996 i was in Japan.
I started dating this girl Leslie. She was totally hot, real cool, and i was having a great time.
Dec 24 1996.
First year away from home on christmas. Feeling down and homesick. I went to see leslie and she promptly tells me she is breaking up with me. Damn. On Xmas Eve.
It gets worse.
One of the guys i work with calls me up, he is having an xmas party and wants to make sure im gonna be there. Well, i was single, diddnt wanna spend xmas alone so i said yeah. Meanwhile i ran into a couple friends, they asked what i was doing and i told them i was gonna hit the party, but to drop by the barracks at 8pm and we would all go out drinking.
Dec 25 1996. Worst day of my life.
First Xmas away from home and my girl had dumped me the day before. I was pretty down. So i go to thiss party, and i see Dave. Dave was a guy i knew. Sitting on daves lap with her tounge shoved halfway down his throat? You got it. Leslie. The girl who had dumped me the day before. Ouch, thats the old punch in the gut feeling.
First Xmas away from home, got dumped, now she is making out with some dude at the Xmas party
Gets worse too.
So we had a secret santa exchange. And guess who drew my name? Thats right. The ******* with my girl sittin on his lap suckin on his neck.
I get a bag, open it up, and WHAM. Bottle of Vasoline, some tisssue paper, and a playboy.
Holy crap. Talk about PWNED! This guy has my girl and bought me some beat-off material. Everyone laughed, i tried to. With my girl on his lap. Suckin his neck, on Xmas, away from home.
So i ended up leaving, went back to the barracks. Waited for my friends to drop by and get me. They never showed.
So i spend Xmas of 1996 humiliated, alone, depressed, angry, single, stood up.
Did i make use of his gift? Sadly. Yes i did.
Worst day of my life there.
That doesent compare to my buddy tim though. He Found out his girlfriend's cancer returned and is extremly aggressive, she has 3 years left. Later that day his mother called him and told him his brother had cancer and the outlook is not good. Later on still his ferret is having some kind of trouble, he takes it to the vet. Yup. Cancer.
Ouch.
Here's a real crap thing that happened to me, i guess its kinda funny now, wasnt funny then.
I joined the USAF in march of 1996. By october of 1996 i was in Japan.
I started dating this girl Leslie. She was totally hot, real cool, and i was having a great time.
Dec 24 1996.
First year away from home on christmas. Feeling down and homesick. I went to see leslie and she promptly tells me she is breaking up with me. Damn. On Xmas Eve.
It gets worse.
One of the guys i work with calls me up, he is having an xmas party and wants to make sure im gonna be there. Well, i was single, diddnt wanna spend xmas alone so i said yeah. Meanwhile i ran into a couple friends, they asked what i was doing and i told them i was gonna hit the party, but to drop by the barracks at 8pm and we would all go out drinking.
Dec 25 1996. Worst day of my life.
First Xmas away from home and my girl had dumped me the day before. I was pretty down. So i go to thiss party, and i see Dave. Dave was a guy i knew. Sitting on daves lap with her tounge shoved halfway down his throat? You got it. Leslie. The girl who had dumped me the day before. Ouch, thats the old punch in the gut feeling.
First Xmas away from home, got dumped, now she is making out with some dude at the Xmas party
Gets worse too.
So we had a secret santa exchange. And guess who drew my name? Thats right. The ******* with my girl sittin on his lap suckin on his neck.
I get a bag, open it up, and WHAM. Bottle of Vasoline, some tisssue paper, and a playboy.
Holy crap. Talk about PWNED! This guy has my girl and bought me some beat-off material. Everyone laughed, i tried to. With my girl on his lap. Suckin his neck, on Xmas, away from home.
So i ended up leaving, went back to the barracks. Waited for my friends to drop by and get me. They never showed.
So i spend Xmas of 1996 humiliated, alone, depressed, angry, single, stood up.
Did i make use of his gift? Sadly. Yes i did.
Worst day of my life there.
That doesent compare to my buddy tim though. He Found out his girlfriend's cancer returned and is extremly aggressive, she has 3 years left. Later that day his mother called him and told him his brother had cancer and the outlook is not good. Later on still his ferret is having some kind of trouble, he takes it to the vet. Yup. Cancer.
Ouch.
#12
03-29-2006, 08:13 PM
Holy Cow Jack, that's a bad day. My worst day was somewhat similar. August 98, I join the Navy, had been dating a hottie named Kathy for 3 months. While I was in basic, she moved into my bedroom at my parents house. Jan 99, she flips my 18 month od truck on the way to get railed by another dude. Feb 99, 5 guys that I've known for like 4 years tell me they've each banged my girl while I was in boot camp or in 'A' school. Worst part was, we had gotten engaged in Jan, 3 weeks before she wrecked my truck. Mar 99, INS shows up at my parents house looking for her. She's an illegal mexican alien who was in the country by using her dead aunt's SSN. She's also wanted for numerous counts of credit card fraud and bad checks. Meanwhile, in SC, I'm trying to get a Secret security clearnace so I can do my job.
July 99 she gets deported because her husband who's in a Texas Federal Pen sold her out. He found out mysteriously ( insert sarcastic grin here ) that she has been running around on him for quite a while.
July 99 she gets deported because her husband who's in a Texas Federal Pen sold her out. He found out mysteriously ( insert sarcastic grin here ) that she has been running around on him for quite a while.
#14
03-29-2006, 10:34 PM
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Originally Posted by RedFirevert04GT
Holy Cow Jack, that's a bad day. My worst day was somewhat similar. August 98, I join the Navy, had been dating a hottie named Kathy for 3 months. While I was in basic, she moved into my bedroom at my parents house. Jan 99, she flips my 18 month od truck on the way to get railed by another dude. Feb 99, 5 guys that I've known for like 4 years tell me they've each banged my girl while I was in boot camp or in 'A' school. Worst part was, we had gotten engaged in Jan, 3 weeks before she wrecked my truck. Mar 99, INS shows up at my parents house looking for her. She's an illegal mexican alien who was in the country by using her dead aunt's SSN. She's also wanted for numerous counts of credit card fraud and bad checks. Meanwhile, in SC, I'm trying to get a Secret security clearnace so I can do my job.
July 99 she gets deported because her husband who's in a Texas Federal Pen sold her out. He found out mysteriously ( insert sarcastic grin here ) that she has been running around on him for quite a while.
July 99 she gets deported because her husband who's in a Texas Federal Pen sold her out. He found out mysteriously ( insert sarcastic grin here ) that she has been running around on him for quite a while.
#15
03-30-2006, 12:08 AM
Originally Posted by RedFirevert04GT
If life was all picnics and puppydogs, it wouldn't be called life, it'd be called fun. Just remember, there are a few daisies mixed in with the landmines. Watch out for the landmines, but hang out around the daisies, life will get better.
#16
03-30-2006, 12:12 AM
Originally Posted by Jack The Ripper
So we had a secret santa exchange. And guess who drew my name? Thats right. The ******* with my girl sittin on his lap suckin on his neck.
I get a bag, open it up, and WHAM. Bottle of Vasoline, some tisssue paper, and a playboy.
Holy crap. Talk about PWNED! This guy has my girl and bought me some beat-off material. Everyone laughed, i tried to. With my girl on his lap. Suckin his neck, on Xmas, away from home.
I get a bag, open it up, and WHAM. Bottle of Vasoline, some tisssue paper, and a playboy.
Holy crap. Talk about PWNED! This guy has my girl and bought me some beat-off material. Everyone laughed, i tried to. With my girl on his lap. Suckin his neck, on Xmas, away from home.
#17
03-30-2006, 04:53 AM
LOL damn, Id have to say the worst day of my life was when my grandfather died. Well, pretty much the week leading up to it. To watch someone you love start drifting away to nothing, and the last couple days, they arent even the same person, its rough. F*CK YOU ALZHEIMERS
#18
03-30-2006, 04:58 AM
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Originally Posted by madmatt
LOL damn, Id have to say the worst day of my life was when my grandfather died. Well, pretty much the week leading up to it. To watch someone you love start drifting away to nothing, and the last couple days, they arent even the same person, its rough. F*CK YOU ALZHEIMERS
my grand pops had cancer SEVERAL TIMES...
it would be removed/ healed... then come back months or year later...
That poor man... never smoked or drank (wine or crown royal on occasion)...
He was a short lil Italian man... toughest man I have ever met... suffered way too much...
finally beat after many attempts...
#19
03-30-2006, 06:38 AM
Originally Posted by GREG@94GT
its rough...
my grand pops had cancer SEVERAL TIMES...
it would be removed/ healed... then come back months or year later...
That poor man... never smoked or drank (wine or crown royal on occasion)...
He was a short lil Italian man... toughest man I have ever met... suffered way too much...
finally beat after many attempts...
my grand pops had cancer SEVERAL TIMES...
it would be removed/ healed... then come back months or year later...
That poor man... never smoked or drank (wine or crown royal on occasion)...
He was a short lil Italian man... toughest man I have ever met... suffered way too much...
finally beat after many attempts...
#20
03-30-2006, 12:03 PM
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Originally Posted by xpaeanx
I'm sorry to both of u 2, greg and matt.... I know what that's like though. in the span of a yr I lost my granny, my uncle, my aunt, and my grandma....as well as ended up almost dead in the hospital myself.... It's def a tough thing to deal with.... and i've never like doing it much... I hate funerals... I hate seeing people so sad. I feel like i've failed in someway if I can't keep ppl happy.
he was 73 and was suffering bad... so it was for the better...
#21
03-30-2006, 12:46 PM
sorry to hear about everything i have read on here....even if it wasnt bout passing away of loved ones
i lost my great grand mother about 2 years ago...she was very close to the family and especially my aunt...she had many problems w/ her....it first started when she fell (broke her hip)...after surgery..the doc said that she wasnt expect to wake up due to her old age...she woke up and was in the hospitil for 6 months then moved to a type of assisted living but for extremely ill patients....the cut they made got infected and spread thru her body..she lived in pain for 3 more months and passed away....
she was also born w/ a disease that live w/ her thru life...that also contributed to the rapid spread of the infection...
RIP Grandma (it was just easier to call her that cause my mom, uncle and aunt called her that..she was my great grand mother
i lost my great grand mother about 2 years ago...she was very close to the family and especially my aunt...she had many problems w/ her....it first started when she fell (broke her hip)...after surgery..the doc said that she wasnt expect to wake up due to her old age...she woke up and was in the hospitil for 6 months then moved to a type of assisted living but for extremely ill patients....the cut they made got infected and spread thru her body..she lived in pain for 3 more months and passed away....
she was also born w/ a disease that live w/ her thru life...that also contributed to the rapid spread of the infection...
RIP Grandma (it was just easier to call her that cause my mom, uncle and aunt called her that..she was my great grand mother
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