usmcsis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- a d u l t my mom saved me an ad out of the newspaper today. some company that does contract work for the government is opening a new office like two miles from my house. it's stuff i have mucho experience with and she just thought i might be interested. might be? i snatched that paper out of her hand so fast her head spun. they are having a job fair this week but i have to work and i may or may not be able to come up with a plausible excuse to call out or leave early. but, i can apply online so i think i may do that and then still try to go to the job fair and "be seen." i waited on a family at work today, well, a dad, his two little girls, and his girlfriend. the dad struck me as an asshole right off the bat by the way he treated his girlfriend. bastard. then he ordered two hot dogs even though the youngest girl, she was probably five, told him she didn't like hot dogs. too bad was his reply. he then proceeded to glop mustard and relish on the hot dog and force her to eat it. he literally held it to her face and pushed her head towards it and made her bite it. she was gagging and heaving and crying. i was so pissed that i had to walk away. i didn't have any other guests at the time so i went and told rin i was taking my break. if i had to stand there and watch it much longer i would have lost it on the bastard. i told rin if that little girl threw up on the floor i was making the dad clean it up. i have issues with forcing kids to eat and the crying and the gagging and the fussing and the insults. don't be such a baby, don't be so stupid, ect. my dad did that to us for years and i just can't stomach it. dinnertime was miserable on the nights he was home. mama tried to make it easier and make things she knew we liked but there were nights when he wanted meatloaf or something else that we didn't like and that's what she had to make. i'm sure that is one of the reasons i have such issues with food now. *shrugs* we are all a product of our upbringing right? but i'm better than that and i'm stronger than that and i just have to keep reminding myself that he doesn't control my life anymore. i'm an adult. sometimes i forget that part. lol toodles 10:09 pm - 01 May 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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