Sometimes, life sucks

As it says. Well, as I mentioned, I live payday to payday pretty much. Today, after I was paid, and paid bills and was broke, my wife blows a tire on her vehicle. Well, not really blown, but the tread came off the tire. Needless to say, I have no money to repair it, so I am frantically trying to make ends meet. We'll see. I may have to borrow money from the father-in-law to help us catch up on bills due to my work screwing me on my paychecks over the last month. It will be bliss when this is all done and taken care of.

Today in Phoenx, two news choppers were covering a chase through Phoenix streets. One helicopter lost navigation and clipped the other chopper. Both choppers went down. All 4 died. For all those in the Phoenix area, it was newschopper 15 (ABC) and newschopper 3 (a local station). God bless them and their families.

I will be heading to Germany for 2 weeks in December, might get a guest blogger?? I have AT. For those of you that don't know, I am in the Army Reserve...you know, one weekend a month and 2 weeks a year. I have been deployed twice. Once to Afghanistan and once to Iraq. Enough said. I will not be talking too much on military on this blog unless it has some funny stuff in it. No names of exact places or anything.

Enough said for now.

Bring on the rain

Finally, after all this time, it rained. It has rained off and on throughout the week in Phoenix and other areas of AZ, but it finally poured here....for about 15 minutes, but oh well. Well, about the decision of one job or another; The second place called me while I was at work,but I didn't answer nor have I called them back yet. The reason being was there was a conference call today at my job about how long it would take for me to get into management...not just me in particular, but other Managers in Training as well. So it sounds like about 2-3 months at most. So why quit now to go somewhere for a dollar more an hour and who knows how long it would take to get into management with them.

Besides, I have also been kicking around the idea of moving out of AZ sometime next year. So if I stay with this company and transfer to where I am going and I am a manger, they will help with moving cost. As a regular associate, they do not. So why waste time at a new place and leave? Anyways, like I said, it is just an idea I am kicking around in my head, because God knows I hate Phoenix.

One job or another?

See, I have been at this one job for over 8 years now. Finally I am in management training. A 6-month program for over a year. I get frustrated and call HR. They promoted people that got into the program after me and they are up for GM now. Because they are female, speak spanish, or are hispanic. The following week, I get overpayed. I report it to Payroll, because I feel it is a test on my integrity. Don't expect a check for the next 2 weeks. ok.

The following week, no checkstub, no direct deposit. Cool. The following week a paystub for $60. Ok, they got the rest of it. The following 2 weeks I was on military leave, so no paystubs. The week after I took vacation. So a week later, I expect a full check. Nope...$100. So I called payroll again to find out what happened. It turned out the first week of no paycheck, they "forgot" to put in my hours. Needless to say, I went the whole month of June without a paycheck.

I finally got the extra check last week. However, because of the frustration and me calling HR, I am going nowhere with this job. I went toan interview the other day with a competitor, and they will be paying me a lot more, with a lot more benefits, and a quicker way to promotion. I am waiting for the callback on Monday or Tuesday.

Until then, wish me luck.

nude little girls

If you got here, you're a freaking pervert. If you been here, it is ok. Let me start by saying, this blog was started on luck alone. What I mean by that is my brother had me guest blog on his acct and somehow I created one...wish I could change the name...I guess I'll wait until he comes back. So, if anyone has an idea of how to go about this, let me know.

Life in Iraq

Here's a good one. Let me first tell you the truth before I go into the story. I had appendicitis...hence the scar on the belly....and I fell on my friends boat, hence the scar on the forehead.

Now you know the situation. Here is the story:

So there I was...heading down Tampa Bay supply route on a convoy. All of a sudden, an IED went off. Piece of glass from the shrapnel caught me in the forehead. I looked over at my buddy...he was hurt. I grabbed him and carried him off to the side of the road. As I ran, I climbed over a small dune and a young Iraqi came up and stabbed me in the stomach with a bayonet. My buddy grabbed his pistol. POP POP! Shot him down.

Only reason I didn't get the purple heart...He turned out to be a friendly.


That's my story, and I'm sticking to it!!