Why did I even call.....AT&T?
Hello, thank you for calling ATT, how can I help you today?
Me: Hi, I am calling to request more time to pay my bill. I recently lost my job and my mother in law was diagnosed with cancer and money is just tight right now. Can you help me with this?
Yes, Ma'am, I am sorry to hear about your situation, but let me tell you about this... we have an iPhone 14 that you can have for just $5.00 a month. It is brand new and you could also get a Samsung Galaxy the newest version for $5.00 also.
Me: Oh wow, Okay, I can do that......
Hanging up the phone as I realize how f***ked I just made myself and still didn't get an extension on the bill! (eyeroll)
I seriously don't understand how you can tell them you are broke and they sell you something anyways.
This is why I procrastinate the heck out of calling Att- TRUE Story
Periodical cicadas- screamin’demon bugs
I live in Mississippi. Back in 2002 we were invaded by these horrible looking bugs. They made loud noise and had big wings and just all together freaked me the hell out. I would not leave my house unless I absolutely had to. Friends would pop in and if one got in the door way I would scream bloody murder and have someone get it out. One day one was on my car and I didn't want to get out of my truck and that thing get near me- so my crazy ass gets on the interstate...climbing speeds trying to knock that sucker off with the wind. Did it work? Nope. That thing rode with me through 3 different towns and back. Finally my friends mom just knocked it off like it was nothing. Another night during this nightmarish event we stopped at the Bowling Alley to speak to the on duty cop that was working. He walked up to the car and they were crawling all over him and he was just OK with it...mean while I screamed for my friend to roll the window up. I had a diary at the time and drew pictures of my hatred for these things. I was terrified. Finally, one night, I was getting ready to go out and one landed on me. I started screaming, ripping my clothes off out in my front yard, tumbled down the hill and was so stressed I started my period right then. LOL After that, they slowly started to go away...but they will be back- AND I WILL NOT BE ready. Just saying.....
My grin is so wide and I laugh at your jokes
You would never know inside that I feel so broke.
Dancing and singing, and having such fun
But inside I feel like I need to run
I put on a brave face for all of my fam
but my heart and my soul feel so damned.
You say I am happy, funny, and not shy
but inside I feel that I should just die.
I feel that life is like a terrifying roller coaster
with all its ups and downs
I miss being a kid riding the spinning tea cups
spinning round and round.
I swim around in life through the depression and the stress
only to find myself drowning in a pool of all this mess.
It's hard to keep on going when you think the cause is lost
People say life is good, but I believe that is false.
Prose Member Meeting
Hip Hip Hooray,
Here comes the best story ever!
We all will meet, we all will write,
Once we get together!
Some are typing, some are writing,
but some of us are blocked
Twirling pencils in their hand,
trying to unlock the fog.
Some stories are so funny,
and some of them are not.
and some of them are scary,
we like all of them a lot!
We wake the city up
by sharing all the news
we even write the music
and that includes the blues!
Pet Peeve Room
There are so many people in here but not enough room,
there is an empty trash can too, but no trash bags or a broom.
Someone put their coke cans in the sink
and now the small room begins to stink.
I hear an awful song in my head that appears to be stuck on repeat
and I'll be damned- someone just turned up the heat!
It's hot and humid and spiders are crawling up the wall
I do not like this room so much, I'm not fond of it at all.
There are bingo numbers never called and cake that's never made
As I come to realize this, my smile begins to fade.
Sitting next to a talkative Know-it-all
I get what I believe is a spam robo call-
All of this has happened before my day even begins,
I cannot help but wonder what fresh hell I'm in.
Note to self....
Forgive me for my insecurities
Forgive me for my ugliness
Forgive me for not being quick enough
Forgive me for not being smart enough
Forgive me for standing in your way
Forgive me for holding you back
Forgive me for the things I regret
Forgive me for being the monster you think I am
Forgive me for being a fat ass
Forgive me for my anxiety
Forgive me for not speaking when I should
Forgive me for the train wreck of destruction I have left in my life
Forgive me for not being compliant
Forgive me for not being brave
Forgive me for being human
Forgive me for hurting others that I love
Forgive me for being angry
FORGIVE ME FOR NOT FORGIVING MYSELF AND BEING MY OWN WORST ENEMY!!!!!!!
I must learn to stop being my own worst critic
So a thing that terrified me back when I was a young child, would definitely NOT terrify me today, or even as a teenager, but as a small child- I freaked out! My dad had taken us to a Go Cart and mini golf place one summer. It was a blast of course, but at some point I had to go use the restroom. I was about 6-7 years old maybe at the time and I went inside and went on in the bathroom. When I walked in I noticed that they had big long sinks on the wall and I had never seen those before. I thought they looked weird but kept on walking to the stall. I shut the stall and started to use the restroom and all of a sudden a grown man walks in and is peeing in the sink and I start freaking out and crying in the stall. He was probably like WTF - lol. I cried until he left and then once he was gone I hightailed it out of there and was embarrassed that I had went into the wrong restroom. I was so scared though- LOL!
How’s my day? Shoot Me in the Face, please!
Has anyone ever noticed that when everything in your life is going smoothly and you feel genuinely happy and in a "good place, " something suddenly happens and causes your short-lived happiness to crash and burn? If so, then welcome to my life right now. I am disabled due to Bipolar disorder- don't judge me! I started receiving disability at about 22 or 23 years old when it became apparent to everyone BUT me that I couldn't hold a job to save my life. I was unmedicated and a damn mess. Self-medicating with alcohol became my daily task to check off my To Do List. I wouldn't even admit I was sick until later on in my life. Don't get me wrong now, I tried to hold a job, but could never really do it. So, I lived off my disability until I became pregnant with my son, and I knew we would need more income coming in at some point. My husband worked at a place working on AC/Heat Units at the time. After my son was born I started thinking about how I wanted to set an example to my son not to quit his education and that it was never too late to further educate yourself. I enrolled in Hinds Community College and at the time was medicated as I should have been for my Bipolar Disorder so I was able to complete the courses. Two years later, I graduated college with an Associate's Degree in Office Systems Technology. I was working for Dollar General at that point to help make ends meet. I had just found out I was pregnant with my daughter. When I graduated I was so DAMN PROUD of myself. I had NEVER finished anything before in my life. I had always either failed or just couldn't quite do it. Not that I wasn't smart or talented enough- not bragging but I can sing and draw EXCEPTIONALLY WELL, but because my Bipolar ups and downs would get in the way. After my daughter was born, I got addicted to painkillers after I had a C Section and my life spiraled out of control. Fast forward to all of my life coming back together. I was working at a call center. I loved what I did and loved the people I worked with. However, the environment during Covid 19 and all the political shit started to turn my work environment into a toxic environment. Leave it to me to snap off at my supervisor and storm off. Yup, not only was it my favorite supervisor at that job, but she was also a friend. Or I considered her to be. I took out my hostility on her and I still have not forgiven myself for that although she says she forgives me. When I lost that job, a job I had been at for four years, I felt heartbroken and lost. I went through a couple of jobs at hotels.... hated it. One day, I was at my crappy paying hotel job and my car broke down in the parking lot. While my husband was fixing it I received a call about a job I had applied to and they told me I would need high-speed internet and a monitor to work and I accepted the $8.00 an hour since it was working from home, I wasn't having to buy gas so I felt what the heck, let's give it a shot. I started working for the new place and pretty quickly, within 2 weeks, I had been given a pay increase matching the amount I made before- 12.00. I was over the moon and happy! I had never gotten a raise in pay before, so when I got two more and a promotion within 6 months of being there, I felt so proud and happy. I felt like I was finally able to do something and make money doing so. I became a Team Leader and I loved and enjoyed the people I woke with. I felt like I was on top of the world. I only worked the number of hours I had worked before, part-time. But then once in the supervisor role, I wanted to prove to myself and everyone I could hold a part-time job and supervise other individuals. I guess I must have outdone myself because they gave me another raise, this raise was much higher- $13.75. Fast forward to last December. It was a normal day at work. I had been a Supervisor for over a year by then and was very comfortable with everyone I worked with and with my job. Just one day out of the blue, right before Christmas, our Senior Manager was just let go without warning. Two days later, the manager under her was gone. A week later, my immediate supervisor put in her resignation. Everything was falling apart and I worked my ass off, extra hours. I should not have done that for them as I received a letter from disability stating that I had made too much income in the past year and so they were cutting my disability off. My heart fell to the ground. I followed up and appealed it, but I am still waiting to hear back. They also told me I owe them 21000 dollars in 30 days. Whhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?????! Oh and as if almost right on schedule, my job lays me off with a week's pay in severance pay. I mean REALLY? I have had to work twice as hard to accomplish things in my life. Simple, easy things that seem to be no big deal to other people, like getting up in the morning, keeping a job, or finishing any task I start are so hard for me. I am starting a new job at the end of the month and it is for higher pay than before. But for a month now I feel like my life is that song- " I get knocked down, but I get up again, you never gonna keep me down" So, I am ending this on a good note. I have learned that when God closes one door, he opens another always, however, if you are like me, you probably are lost somewhere in the hallway looking for that next door- just keep walking, it will be on your left :)
Love me Not?
Puddles of tear drops gather at my feet
As they hit the ground- I’m reminded of my defeat.
I have to tried to be someone and show you that I’m great
But you never notice, you only show me hate.
All I want is love from you but it’s nowhere to be found
Even as my soul is crushed it doesn't make a sound.
I try so hard to flash a smile and never show my pain,
but now my smile starts to dim like fireflys in the rain.
I beg, I beg,and pray you’ll show me love,
Asking just for one sign from the Lord above.
You take a piece of me each day- taking me apart,
it’s just a matter of time until you break my heart.