So, I was to enjoy my first real day off and 3 day break in months from work. I have been getting a day off a week, but anyone who has worked midnights, one day off is not really a day off. Your body is just playing catch up. It wouldn't be so bad if my co-works didn't feel as if they can just leave shit for me, cause well, I have to do. I have no choice. As they do, and just leave it for me.
This would not be so bad, but my life at home with my roomates is a nightmare. They can never seem to pay any bills on time. Well bills come due, they seem to scatter like cockroaches when you turn on the lights. They can never be found, and can alway come up with a new BS excuss. Of course I suffer from "nice guy" symdrom and no spine. I hate conflict. But I can only be push so far, and then I go postal, and that is never pretty. A true side of me I hate.
I really just do not know what to do anymore? Stuck in a deadend job and stuck in a shitty house with shitty roomates. Thanks to both these things I have zero dollars and zero friends cause I have zero happiness in my life.
-spyder
