Current mood:

tired

finally.
I just have to update about this because she's really pissing me off, and everyone should have to know about the horror that is ugly mullette bitch Wendy.

She harasses me all the time, and picks at everything I do, and when I do one thing wrong she's like "why did you do that... why would you do that??!"
and I'm just like..what.

She told me to do something one day, and when i did it the other day, she acted like i was a complete idiot.. She was like "You cut open a bag for a COUPLE OF PIECES?!" and I yelled at her, I was like "I'm doing the same thing I did yesterday!" and she didn't say anything for a little bit, then she was like "Well it's fine."

I just want her to leave me the fuck alone. Seriously! She makes me do things that no-one else does. And then today she lied and said I never weigh the bags...
I weigh them all the time, and it's stupid because no-one else does. I'm sick of this bitch.. BUUUUTTT.. I only have one more day of her. Come monday I'll be on 3rd shift. Thank God..

I'm looking forward to getting paid tomorrow. I think I'll dye my hair. Probably just get some of that non-threatening/damaging hair stain shit. it's brown.

Dr. phil blows, it's 8pm and I am TIRED!

They always make me work 2 machines at the same time, which each have at least 3 different things going on, and the machines aren't even next to eachother, you have to walk to the other side of the factory to get to it, and they have this retarded "counter" machine which wastes your time, so i just hand count. The best part is that today wendy tried rejecting everything i did, and the quality guy told her that actually everything i did was perfect. She's the only one who acts like i don't know what i'm doing, everyone else is impressed, and happy.

also, i was a little backed up because of her claim i sucked, so when i was feverishly inspecting, and counting bags, this vietnames cunt comes over and is like "too much work huh...." belitting me, like I'm terrible. Sigh* people take shit too seriously. She's a friend of Wendy's.. go figure.

Also, we had this meeting a week ago, and we had to sit there for 2 hours, because since tony and me are the only Americans there, it had to be allll translated into Vietnamese. Yea, cute. I fucking love it.

Stop illegal immigration. ok! stop. I hate you all.