its not because I'm trying to be rude or anything. Its just that so many guys don't wash their hands after using the washroom. Its kind of mind boggling really. Anyone who's ever used a public washroom knows that a lot of guys will just leave without washing their hands or just sprinkle some water on their fingertips without even using soap! Gross.
I am about 99% certain at this point, that I have officially failed at life. I admit, I've made mistakes, bad calculations, and have myself to blame . I grew up poor, had a chaotic childhood and did poorly in school but, so did a lot of other people. The people from my graduating class obviously went to the same shitty school I did in the same shitty town and didn't get many breaks either. One girl from my class worked hard, made the right decisions, and is now a successful businesswoman downtown, traveling the world, and living a life that I can only dream of. Another won a scholarship to UBC, and is now a doctor. What the fuck am I doing? Living the life of a stereotypical millennial loser in the parent's basement with nothing to show for in life. I have been stuck in a low-paying, unskilled, manual labor job for years. I tried to take control of my life. I went back to school and finished my degree, and genuinely thought that it would change my life. It Didn't. I always thought that an education was like a passport to a better life. It's like a note to employers that says, "look, I'm not a complete idiot, I can put pants on in the morning, show up to places, and finish assignments. Please give me something to do." It turns out that employers don't really give a shit about the "A" paper I wrote on "Richard III." They want to know if you can use a spreadsheet, which, I cannot, and they don't want to train you to use one. And even if I learned the skills they wanted on my own, they insist that you already have several years of experience doing the job you are applying for. So... the only job offers I do get are for doing the same dead-end, low paying drudgery that I do now. I am not aiming for the stars here. I'm not trying to become a high flying executive right out of college; I just want a decent job that doesn't ruin my back, pays enough for me to actually take care of myself, and doesn't make me ashamed when people ask me what I do for a living. So now what? Are we supposed to have a generation of people with college degrees who are baristas, stock-boys, and cashiers? I don't know what to do anymore. I don't have friends/family in high places and I doubt volunteering will help me with the jobs I apply for. I sure as hell don't want to be wasting any more time and money being in a classroom anymore. I just feel trapped.
It's strange how people act worse when they know that they've screwed up without acknowledging it. Last year I gave a friend a recommendation for a job which they didn't even send a CV, making me look unreliable in turn. They haven't spoken to me since.
I just found out that a friend of mine, who has three children with her spouse, is separating from him after 15 years of marriage. I'm not sure whether I still feel like people aren't trying hard enough anymore or if it is more important to take care of yourself so you can take care of your kids. But I think I made the right decision when I decided not to get married or have kids.
I told my bf I loved him 6 months in. We just passed the 8 month mark and he still hasn't used that word. I'm trying to be patient, but the longer I wait, the more alienated I feel. At what point should I give up on him?
Ghostbusters got some awesome reviews yet everywhere I go I am still hearing women trying to convince their stubborn boyfriends to see this comedy. Dear boys, you say "it's not because it's an all female cast, it's because it's a remake" ..yet you love the Ninja Turtles franchise, Transformers, Batman, Spiderman, Superman etc... all remakes that have been done multiple times so excuse me if I'm finding it increasingly difficult to believe you when you say you refuse to see Ghostbusters solely for that reason. It's not a political statement, it's a comedy filled with witty funny women, so you can relax; your dicks aren't going to fall off dare you enjoy a female action comedy.
I've worked my ass off on an education and I'm almost 30.
Vancouver is killing me though. I have nothing to show for it and this city is cutthroat. It's hopeless. No jobs. No affordability. No careers. Just already well-off people resorting.
I just don't understand why nobody in power has done anything at all to help Vancouverites?
I'm starting to like Trump as much as I fear him. At least he'll break the system and bring everyone down to the status quo.
My spouse went out for the first time in years and I have the place to myself. Taking the time to play the same song on repeat and cry about my dad dying. Hurts so much but I'm so glad to have this time alone tonight. Life is hard and a good ugly cry always helps.
I almost stood up at your wedding and laid it out straight. But I didn't. Because I have restraint. It was close. Real close. Just sayin'.
I have a secret relationship online with someone who lives on the East Coast in the United States. Nobody knows about him, but it has been going on for almost a year. I so badly wish I had someone who I could talk to about it, because it isn't always easy... but any time I bring up the topic vaguely to my friend group it is judged so harshly from them, so I can't even imagine what would happen if I actually told them what I have been involved in. Where are all the accepting, open-minded people in Vancouver? I need some new friends...
If a group of pedestrians is standing at crosswalk and the walk light is on but they aren't moving, isn't that the same as not proceeding on a green light? And then they suddenly start walking out into the crosswalk and not look for any turning vehicles. I can't understand why pedestrians don't see what a dangerous behaviour this is.
It's stupid, but I'm getting serious anxiety about Trump. It's now all too real.
If everyone in the human race could dye their skin blue we could all be smurfs which would stamp out racism.
SERIOUSLY. SOMEONE'S GOING TO DIE.
...except for, perhaps, medical EI for a couple of months as I recover. My doctors couldn't agree more. It was the worst, most soul-sucking job, requiring me to essentially perform English tricks in front of the international children of the elite all day long...kids whose parents paid tons of money and of which I made a scant fraction. Grossly underpaid and exploited. No medical or dental benefits. No opportunities for career growth or advancement. Christ, not even vacation pay was being deducted, as I was told there was always the off-chance I would be laid off (is this legal?). Slave labour. I became very sick, drinking on the job and after work, having panic attacks every single morning before going in (nothing like retching and puking up bile before work!), having them while there, thinking about killing myself. I don't want to get into more detail here in case I out myself, but sometimes your health matters more than a pathetically low paycheque. Especially one you've made that goes against your every ethical fibre, and one that is never guaranteed considering the ebb and flow of rich, spoilt "customers" that determine your work schedule.
Don't be afraid to quit your job if you feel it is literally killing you.