darkshadownice
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- Dec 9, 2024
- 38
I'm taking SN tonight.
I'm sick and tired of living in this lame shit world. Every single day feels so fucking long to complete, and I'm always depleted of energy from the moment I wake up to the moment I sleep, if I can sleep, no matter what.
I'm so fucking done with my job and LIFE, especially with what happened today. I can't train a fucking moron that fucking puts cabbage, cheese, pico, and sauce BEFORE the fucking meat. Yeah, the meat goes ON TOP of the fucking taco and the other shit goes on the bottom. He was cooking an Ahi Tuna on a broiler even though that ticket said SALMON, in which first off you don't cook Ahi Tuna on a fucking broiler but on the flat grill with heated liquid butter (half salted, half unsalted), and second that's not what the customer fucking wants. Like how fucking stupid are you? Then he's tearing up the god damn salmon on the broiler and WILLING to serve that shredded ass salmon to a customer. I just couldn't believe someone can be in his middle ages and be this retarded through life, it just baffles me. There was other shit like almost putting the wrong sauce on these bowls we serve (he was going to put Aioli sauce instead of Sour Cream on these Fajita Bowls) and not cutting the Southwest Beef Dip sandwich in half (a hoagie roll you cut diagonally in half with beef, green chilies, and a side cup of Au Jus sauce which he forgot). Can't forget right before I bolted the fuck outta there, he rolls a burrito tortilla so badly, it looked like a fucking half-scraped tube when I was pulling that shit out of the fryer, and had to re-do that Pollo Fundido from scratch.
I actually have a high tolerance for eating shit and, honestly wouldn't care about ANY of that and help with my heart to make sure you get it right, and not be micro-managing or patronizing IF, and I repeat, IF he wasn't such a fucking know-it-all dipshit idiot. I can't stand people who reject the advice of much smarter people and just do it their own way, especially if AFTER you are shown and taught to do it one way and then it's a 50-50 if he reverts to some idiotic method that makes the food look like shit or if he actually does it the right way, but it lethargic, non-meticulous, sluggish, sloth ass manages to make the food look like shit. Oh did I forget, he got fired from another job for stealing food that costed (and I don't know the exact amount) around $500-$1000 dollars. Like, not making a little something for yourself to eat, straight up fucking stealing King Crabs and Shrimp and shit. I'm amazed he didn't just pluck the live lobsters out of the tank also. I guess my manager didn't know about this shit until AFTER he got hired. He didn't fucking say shit about that; I would be embarrassed beyond belief if I had that on my resume or record. Fucking hate dishonesty like that. I've been dealing with this fucking guy for like a week now and every day, I genuinely want to die, and any day that I'm off, I want to die a tiny bit less, but still die.
Alright now that I vented all that shit, I want to say, I really just don't want to do this anymore. It's like what the philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer said "Life swings like a pendulum backward and forward between pain and boredom." It really does feel that way. I have no energy to do anything anymore, I doordash food when I'm not working and eat it in bed before either staring at the ceiling, staring at my phone, or just closing my eyes and hopefully have a heart attack and peacefully die in bed. I don't want to go back to college because what's the point? The economy is going to shit and by the time I get a good job, I'll barely be able to afford anything. I can't even afford a fucking house yet my grandparents could do it with ease way back whenever. This lack of energy, combined with the "autisimo", has costed me friendships and potential relationships with women. Like I could make new friends and hop to a bar and chat with people and could get a girlfriend, but I just have no fucking energy to do ANYTHING in life anymore, and I'm a 25 year old guy who's I guess is attractive (I'm not sure if I can post a picture of myself without violating the rules of the site, so I won't)
I have no fucking energy to continue life anymore, and every single fucking day feels like trudging through mud. I'm fasting, gonna take some Tylenol and Ibuprofen, then some diphenhydramine (for some reason, Circle K's brand has really powerful diphenhydramine compared to regular Benadryl, I don't know why) since I don't have any anti-emetic, then after a while I'm just taking a few spoonfuls of SN and fucking sleeping for good.
I'm fucking done, and I just want it to end, and I'm sorry if I hurt my parents or my sister who's in NYC, but I just can't anymore. I have no patience, willpower, and just want the numbness and the pain to end. If I fuck this CTB up, I'll post an update. Thank you for reading my Ted Talk.
I'm sick and tired of living in this lame shit world. Every single day feels so fucking long to complete, and I'm always depleted of energy from the moment I wake up to the moment I sleep, if I can sleep, no matter what.
I'm so fucking done with my job and LIFE, especially with what happened today. I can't train a fucking moron that fucking puts cabbage, cheese, pico, and sauce BEFORE the fucking meat. Yeah, the meat goes ON TOP of the fucking taco and the other shit goes on the bottom. He was cooking an Ahi Tuna on a broiler even though that ticket said SALMON, in which first off you don't cook Ahi Tuna on a fucking broiler but on the flat grill with heated liquid butter (half salted, half unsalted), and second that's not what the customer fucking wants. Like how fucking stupid are you? Then he's tearing up the god damn salmon on the broiler and WILLING to serve that shredded ass salmon to a customer. I just couldn't believe someone can be in his middle ages and be this retarded through life, it just baffles me. There was other shit like almost putting the wrong sauce on these bowls we serve (he was going to put Aioli sauce instead of Sour Cream on these Fajita Bowls) and not cutting the Southwest Beef Dip sandwich in half (a hoagie roll you cut diagonally in half with beef, green chilies, and a side cup of Au Jus sauce which he forgot). Can't forget right before I bolted the fuck outta there, he rolls a burrito tortilla so badly, it looked like a fucking half-scraped tube when I was pulling that shit out of the fryer, and had to re-do that Pollo Fundido from scratch.
I actually have a high tolerance for eating shit and, honestly wouldn't care about ANY of that and help with my heart to make sure you get it right, and not be micro-managing or patronizing IF, and I repeat, IF he wasn't such a fucking know-it-all dipshit idiot. I can't stand people who reject the advice of much smarter people and just do it their own way, especially if AFTER you are shown and taught to do it one way and then it's a 50-50 if he reverts to some idiotic method that makes the food look like shit or if he actually does it the right way, but it lethargic, non-meticulous, sluggish, sloth ass manages to make the food look like shit. Oh did I forget, he got fired from another job for stealing food that costed (and I don't know the exact amount) around $500-$1000 dollars. Like, not making a little something for yourself to eat, straight up fucking stealing King Crabs and Shrimp and shit. I'm amazed he didn't just pluck the live lobsters out of the tank also. I guess my manager didn't know about this shit until AFTER he got hired. He didn't fucking say shit about that; I would be embarrassed beyond belief if I had that on my resume or record. Fucking hate dishonesty like that. I've been dealing with this fucking guy for like a week now and every day, I genuinely want to die, and any day that I'm off, I want to die a tiny bit less, but still die.
Alright now that I vented all that shit, I want to say, I really just don't want to do this anymore. It's like what the philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer said "Life swings like a pendulum backward and forward between pain and boredom." It really does feel that way. I have no energy to do anything anymore, I doordash food when I'm not working and eat it in bed before either staring at the ceiling, staring at my phone, or just closing my eyes and hopefully have a heart attack and peacefully die in bed. I don't want to go back to college because what's the point? The economy is going to shit and by the time I get a good job, I'll barely be able to afford anything. I can't even afford a fucking house yet my grandparents could do it with ease way back whenever. This lack of energy, combined with the "autisimo", has costed me friendships and potential relationships with women. Like I could make new friends and hop to a bar and chat with people and could get a girlfriend, but I just have no fucking energy to do ANYTHING in life anymore, and I'm a 25 year old guy who's I guess is attractive (I'm not sure if I can post a picture of myself without violating the rules of the site, so I won't)
I have no fucking energy to continue life anymore, and every single fucking day feels like trudging through mud. I'm fasting, gonna take some Tylenol and Ibuprofen, then some diphenhydramine (for some reason, Circle K's brand has really powerful diphenhydramine compared to regular Benadryl, I don't know why) since I don't have any anti-emetic, then after a while I'm just taking a few spoonfuls of SN and fucking sleeping for good.
I'm fucking done, and I just want it to end, and I'm sorry if I hurt my parents or my sister who's in NYC, but I just can't anymore. I have no patience, willpower, and just want the numbness and the pain to end. If I fuck this CTB up, I'll post an update. Thank you for reading my Ted Talk.
