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11:22 - Friday, Jan. 30, 2009
LONG ASSED ENTREE NUMBER 1200!!!!!


goodbye rio!

DLAND ENTREE NUMBER 1200!!!

well now, news from the old job as it were; last monday, i went to the payroll website to get a copy of the W-4 so i can be a good american who speaks american and not arab! hahaha! and in doing so, to file for my taxes, when i noted that on the web site there was a check there dated 12/31/08 for me for $54.88!! and i noted also that it went in direct deposit. BUT, the bank that i used to have direct deposit for, that account no longer exists, so i emailed trish at the old job about it and havent heard back from her. SO, in keeping with the habit of being persistant, i went ahead and emailed doyle the manager. and then i got a email back from him yesterday that trish is on vacation for SIX WEEKS, and ALSO, the RIO CLOSED DOWN on DECEMBER 31st. and that doyle the manager will be gone by the time she returns!!!

I have mixed feelings about all this, i knew the rio would be closed down eventually, but i didnt think it would be this quick! on one hand i feel like i been shot in the back, but on the other hand i look back at the good times i had there, and the work i done, which at first was appreciated, but then, as time moved on, how i was taken advantaged of. and then how it all went to shit. i have to REMEMBER that PART. because i been REAL CLOSE to calling my old company and groveling for my old job back, and then, i REMEMBER how they treated me, and how promises were made and not kept, and how i did things in my job that i didnt get credit for. and alot of other bullshit that built up over 4 years and how i just said "FUK DIS" and make the fucked up decision to just walk away from it all, lock stock and barrel and zipper, too. and now, as a result of my own stupidity and not thinking things through clearly because i snapped under all that stress, i dont have a pot to piss in and i miss my pal, whom i lost back in the summer, after that fiasco in arizona.

but, im gonna miss the rio, and i still like to think that when i was there, i made a difference in someones life, there is a 50-50 split as to the good and the bad, and im mostly going to miss doyle the manager, and i hope that the company does right by him, but i kinda doubt that.

when i arrived there in the summer of 2004, i had only planned to stay there a month or so; even though the joint had roaches, doyle the manager, who had just took over the joint, was starting the slow process of cleaning the joint up and out; i was tired of roaming all over north america, and as the next coupla months rolled on, i started out here in dland, and started feeling comfy in my new room.

a few months went by, and at first, i didnt like doyle the manager; he was grumpy and yelled at everyone it seemed. but then, one day, he put up a sign in the lobby, "security guard wanted part time see manager". so i went and sheeplishily asked doyle the manager if he still wanted a guard, he gave me an app and i filled it out and a coupla days later, he growled that he was going to give me a chance!

one of the big things we had to do there was keep the tramps outta the doorways, as they would hang out in the doorways and piss in the doorway and every now and then, shit in the doorway and sleep in there, and basically hang out in front. the rio used to be a crackhouse before doyle took over, and as the months started to go by, he gave me more and more responsibility, and eventually, by 2006, doyle and I had cleaned up the joint of all the idiots and morons and druggies and whatnot, and made the rio a nice safe place to live. i chronologised a lot of the goings on here in dland, the entrees are in the history part just click here to read the old junk!

1200 ENTREES!!! hoo boy!! thats alotta scribblings here! i been thru alotta sharpies scrawling this tome here!!! and the beat goes on!!!

this morning, friend jon got his nut check, and so, hes been talking about us going out to this nice joint around the corner from the mission for a GIANT BREAKFAST! and, OMG did we put the feedbag on this morning!!!! up at bat for todays hogfest were:

1. chicken fried steak, smothered in cheese and country gravy
2. hash brown potatoes
3. two eggs over medium
4. white toast
5. short stack o'pancakes
6. peanut butter
7. strawberry jam in the lil packets
8. coffee by the boatload
9. king size whole milk
10. king size tomato juice

and we put the feed bags on and snorkled!! whoo boy! we wobbled outta there real slow! and the price tag for all the aforementioned foodies came to a wholloping THIRTY DOLLARS! AMERICAN!

as we wobbled up the street, mt. vesuvius started to erupt, but i managed to keep the lava from erupting, and by gad, its high noon as of this writing, and im STILL FULL!!!!

me thinks definately, due to lack of interest, lunch and dinner are surely cancelled!!

usually when i list the foodie items down below, its from yesterday!!

and to the stinking asswipe who dont have the raw guts to identify themselves properly in the comments and call one of my pals a MORONby saying:
Arab is not a language moron.
Anonymous | 01.29.09 - 6:41 pm | #

WELL, fuck you up your goat smelling ass and the dogshit you rode in on, cocksucker!! i know the person who wrote:
Seems like maybe you have a disadvantage being a white guy who is American and speaks English. Perhaps if you spoke Spanish or Arab or something you could get hired.
Anonymous | 01.29.09 - 1:48 pm | #

and that person is a very good long time sweet pal o'mine, and can express themselves in enny manner as they see fit in regards to the present situation, they say it rite!
im a white boy who speaks american and not a ass fucking bozo who speaks arab or maybe nip or chink or negro, and i for one am sick and tied of the mealy mouth politically correct asswhipes who appease these fuckers and dont give a real rats ass for folk like me, who are trying real hard to live on the up and up and get shot down onna daily basis.
i came from THE DOMINION OF CANADA in 1967 LEGALLY AND WITHOUT A FUSS, and i didnt hop enny fences or burrow thru any tunnels to get here, either, and dag nabbit became a CITIZEN in 1977 and SERVED THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA in the GREATEST AND STRONGEST BRANCH OF THE MILITARY, THE UNITED STATES NAVY!! and if ANY OF MY REAL PALS HERE wanna say "he speaks arab" or "he speaks nip" or "he speaks american" well, thats just fine and dandy by me! i KNOW WHAT THEY MEAN!

so there!

still here? yay!!!

like i sez, you are allowed responsible free speech in my comments and i do not delete comments, BUT, if you INSULT or PUT DOWN or SAY a few WONG SYLLABLES aimed at ME or MY PALS, you are GONNA GET IT HERE, and i WILL BLAST your ASS here! dont get it? scroll up!! hehe!

im not angry!! if the person who wrote that comment wants to say it, they can!

so, that being said, and with my stomach now the size of a baby hippo's, and 21 minutes left on the library innernet clock, its time to end this portion of the who did it and ran, ink!! hour of power and complete nonsense by wishing you and yours and the peoples republic of china a wonderful new year the year of the ox!

the mass is ended, go in pieces,
In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen!

what say ye? fill up that 12 gauge and shoot the works with yer snidey comments!!
hava swell and warm weekend, and for you illnois readers, wish a kick in the balls for FORMER gov. blow job!! haha!!

see you next time!! this has been a screen gems/filmways presentation!!!

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