Back from LiL Rock...

Boy did Scott give me a hard time about going. I'm not that good a loading those trucks...or so they say.

And remember James, well he got his trucks put in my old position.

So he quit preload and went to work in the main hub(In other words he b*tched out).

I felt bad about it at first but then I remembered, I bust my a## plus 10 in that position for almost six months...and he would criticise me the whole damn time...

..."You need to catch your freight", or my favorite,"hey Capt. Savabelt".

But when I was put at the end of the belt, I didn't once talk or joke about him.

Professionalism...wins everytime.

The theater is all good but the war between Joe and Jason continues.

Joe takes a whole week off but then whines when Jason takes off one weekend for something.

And Lenae well she is having problems with her jealous boyfriend...or maybe its her and Jason's imaginations working together in perfect synch.

What does she expect she's with Jason's brother and Jason has a history of f*ckin everything moving!

Well as far as my socal life...don't have one nore the time or the resource to start one.

I met a nice girl at Fed but she hasn't shared to much of an intrest...but I gave her my number anyway!

That was a month ago...

But like it or not its still the same, no grill no rims no play.

And Luda cut his hair! Ludacris the braids and the fro no more!

First Busta Rhymes now Luda...who's next Snoop Dogg!!

 

 

Return to the cold harsness of reality...

Thats right, it's beem a year since I left the ranks of Double Duce...the ranks of the distingushed, the ranks of that Bush guy.

Accomplishments...

Keeping my brother outta jail.

Keeping my sister from losing her sainty and going into debt.

Pulling in enough money to support some kind of lifestyle.

No serious mental and physical diseases....well you have to be in a relationship for those.

I decided after a month pilgramage that I would follow Scott to the Olive Branch facillity (Fed EX).

Sh*t he's more excited about it than I am.

I had 300 dollars toward my DE trip, but unforseen sircumstance hit.

But there's still tax time...

And finally I have gotten the point, now when dealling with affairs of the heart...pay attention to the small clues...Example...

You meet a girl. She seems to like talking to you.

But doesn't remember your name...clue!

Another example...You and a friend talk about the girl.

You talk about her smile, her eyes, and how the first time you saw her you wanted to get to know her.

He talks about how nice guys finish last and if he had the chance he'd definately not pass on f*ckin.

But she remembers his name and gets his phone number...clue!

I see it now...we are a society based on deception whenit comes to affairs of the heart.

And until that changes...I'm not playing anymore,my mind is made up.

Right now i have the feeling that my mom won't ever get grandkids cause I refuse to be the average N*gga/Man!

But I'm not looking either...

Really Really late entry...

A ray of light. I haven't been wrote up for a week and a half at Fed.

Reason: its useless to write up, the other supers won't do it they say the standard is to high...

I agree of course...

Myspace. Site of mine went from 14 friends to like 25!! I got online one day IM'in River.

Next thing I knew, I was getting requests from all of my fans/friends from Germany.

Got the second Job on lock finally!

Working for Muvico Theater downtown nights. Its going good, and because its close to Fed.

I get off and go there for round two.  Its only for 2 to 3 days a week ( Part Time).

They make me go thru orentation next week...

Got my orders for my promotion finally SGT/E-5

Damn CO gotta kick outta wetting me down with water but f*cked up my PT uniform with rice husks.

I should of expected...where else but Arkansas.

The work week is over.

The verdict is in.

I got wrote up three times this week, notonce did I make that stupid damn 98%.

But I still work there, so that means they need me.

Probally because I actually work and by far is "Mr Dependable".

A higher power is watching over me though, I start training at the Peabody Place Mall movie theater tommorow (July 10).

So the second job is a go...because everybody in the fam is havin issues due to my mother's brillance with home refinancing.

Car issues was the thing this week...got my first scratch on the Ford!

And the first time I try to be a good samaritan and give the guy a break I get f*cked.

He was trying to U-turn and did it straight into my car, scratched my rear bumper and busted the reflector on it.

He looked like he was ina hurry and so was I, so we exchanged phone numbers and insurance info.

No police involvment...big misteak!

I tried to call his insurance and it's bogus plus the phone number, Yep!

Got me lesson learned...

The car passed inspection with flying color though so I got my new tags, yep it's been a year since Unc Sammy's a**hole's wouldn't promote me...

...if they had I would probally be in Bamburg, Germany recouping from clubbin right now!

Do I miss the runs from club to club, sometimes...but their was never a worry about getting shot comming out to put gas in the car either.

Read the news this morning in disust(see blog on myspace).

Not gonna get anymore into that...

I also found music for my sites so all is good in the "sea of infomation" for me.

Drill is this weekend...

Time to play Army

 

A month later...

 

Hello world I have returned.

 

Its been a while since I wrote my life on Xanga...

 

Busy as hell right now...

 

I went to AT (Annual Training) for two week in Little Rock.

 

My last day of work was Friday Morning; I got back to my apartment and began my ritual.

 

Sleep for 3 or 4 hours.

 

Gather and Inspect all of my TA-50, And got me a couple of things extra I stashed in the attic of my mother's house.

 

It took like 8 hours to finish that, then I went through the refrigerator...I was gonna be gone for two weeks I didn't want any little surprises when I got back.

 

It was like I hadn't forgot anything, it was just like I was on my way to the Field in Hoensfeld, Germany.

 

Minus the gunnery dumb a** inspections of everything...a welcome change!

 

Set the alarm and hit the road that morning about 4:30, I love driving early like that cause for some reason 18 wheel truckers seem to want to pass each other on the highway...DANGEROUS.

 

But that early no one is out there...

 

…except the law and the Ford Taraus (my spaceship).

 

Got to Forrest City, and got on the bus...all 14 of us.

 

Yep they rented one of those big charter Buses to take 14 people to Little Rock which is about 45 mins from Forrest City by car.

 

So the trip took 2 hours...

 

I listened to my music and listen to everyone complain, if only they knew...

 

We get to the camp, feet hit the asphalt and I'm rollin.

 

As soon as I find a place to put my gear down my name is being called...haven’t even been there 10 mins and something is needing to be done.

 

They didn't open the DFAC (dinning hall/facility) till Monday so we were given MRE's, anything else past that you were on your own.

 

We started with the basic weapons qualifications, bang, bang.

 

Then I started to realize some thing…

 

…I was a better shot that some of the “vets” of the unit.

 

That was a big plus for me.

 

The other NCO’s actually started to listen to the ideals on training that I had, here it was…

 

…in Vilseck I was the one that they would always put in the detail because everyone else was important.

 

Now I’m seen as an equal, like it is supposed to be.

 

Every task was something I was good at…except land nav/ map reading.

 

But we ALL got lost on that…

 

I ended up losing 15 lbs out there too because of the feeding schedule and the amount of food the DFAC was allowed to serve us.

 

And PT (physical training) kicked their a**(well what do you expect).

 

I was alright and was in better shape thanks to Fed Ex…the wherhouse we work in is not air conditioned, plus all I drink is water, that aide, and OJ!

 

Don’t get drunk too much anymore, drinking alone aint healthy and my finances can’t handle it right now anyway…I’m penny-pinchin like hell!!!

 

I helped ran and entered a pistol range…got an award for that.

 

I got back to M-town and the money had hit the bank so rent got paid on time.

 

Then the bad stuff hit…

 

…my bro got arrested AGAIN!!!

 

Check it…he went to a wrestling match with O in Southaven, MS.

 

They took this little prick…I mean dude named Leon that they used to work with at the grocery store.

 

The cat thinks he’s a supermac, tries to talk to any female within a 50 mile radius!

 

Wouldn’t have been a problem, you know at a gathering like that almost everybody is spoken for…

 

…but this cat leads with his wang!

 

Started hitting on the first girl that catches his eye.

 

She was someone’s girl, and that someone was a wrestler!

 

So the wrestler threatens Leon, and right there in the stands after the match starts throwing up gang signs!

 

GANG SIGNS!!!!                 HE’S A F*CKIN WRESTLER!!!

 

So security gets involved and asked O and my brother to leave…

 

…on the way out one of the security guards mistakes my bro for Leon.

 

My bro takes the security guard down, then dances around two others (like Jason Borne in the park, BORNE IDENITY).

 

O said, “that s*it must be in ur fam’s blood or something”.

 

They called the police, you can figure out the rest.

 

Ah, work.

 

Saturday (June 24) I called the office and Cantrell answered.

 

He quickly was happy to hear from me and gave me the low down on my shift…

 

Mary Ann (the slow chick) got fired, and Scott was doing my trucks himself!!!

 

FLASHBACK: He had me showing Michelle how to work my trucks and she was going to be doing it until my return.

Tony hurt his back and hadn’t been there for a week, and Christina (the pregnant one who he put on the split) was supposed to get married so she took off for a week too.

 

So he fired Chris too.

 

Which means Michelle had to go back to he two trucks.

 

I go in Tuesday (June 27) and that’s when the news is given to me that now anyone who scans packages/boxes under 98% will be written up!

 

Great…

 

Wednesday I got wrote up, Thursday another write up!!!

 

Thursday morning after work I got the auto Job search on my Yahoo set back up, it didn’t look good.

 

Friday, a ray a hope…due to the holiday coming up stores didn’t order many packages being they would be closed all weekend till Monday.

 

So not only did I not get wrote up and made the standard…I scanned a 100%!

 

Everyone congratulated me; Scott was smiling like Chester…

 

…I should be happy right?

 

Well what happens when Wednesday (July 5) hits, and the usual 700 packages start coming down the belt…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wow...

Busy littleman I've been...

I haven't even been able totalk to my significate other.

Work isn't getting any better for either.

We've gone from the best belt to barely being able to hold down standards.

It's like almost everyone has given up since I was put in a truck loading...

And they are the three hardest loads on the belt.

Its an on going fight because the spliter who replaced me is 4 feet tall and more than half the boxes are bigger than she is.

Her name is Christina, plus the fact she's a horndog and flurts with every man in contact.

She screams at Scott when we don't get any packages but she doesn't put them one the right sides of the belt either...its a lose/lose situaton.

So that adds to Tony's(the guy who allways had my back on the split) job because he can't see his packages...

...and guess who is right behind him on the beltline?

Yep ol' reliable me....Scott planned that sh**t!

So I gotta get his boxes to him plus the stuff Chris missed and catch my stuff... boxes everywhere.

I feel like I'm buliding a clubhouse or getting ready for a war...

Then Scott has to help another chick who just started with the same problem, she just will not even try to handle "big and heavy" boxes...

...plus her,Christina and lets not forget the other one(her put her in two trucks, the same one who was splitting last week).

And all three are SLOW!!! it's been three weeks and none of them have gotten any faster!!

I wouldn't have such a problem about this if we didn't just lose a woman who was catching everything and loading three trucks(Anita was her name, she left and went to another job).

Then all the cats on our belt that were trying to go fulltime filled complaints aganst Cantrel(Head Sort Manager) and got to leave to get fulltime.

That was three more people...

The harder workers.

It is to the point to where every night I'm getting fussed at about a task I let go to do the other two...

Example...I have all my freight loaded in the trucks, but now runback(boxes missed by Tony and Christina) is stacked at the end of the belt.

Guess who Scott comes to...then he starts sending everyone else to house.

Thats if I get lucky and he is busy helping someone else with their trucks.

But if he notices it down at the end, no matter how many packages we still have in our nightly load...I have to stop and bring the stuff up to Tony.

So I have to get someone to catch my stuff and stack it where I can load it later on and do they catch them all with the "thats not my job" attitude.

...I get somewhere around 700 packages per truck...

I load three trucks, do the math.

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                The good news, money's good because I work the latest every week.

Call it compensation for the bulls**t that I am dealing with right now, and the Fam.

My sis finally got a second job doing something in her career field, but now she is late on bills...

And we know how she handles stress...

So what little me time I have had is being spit between her and the N. Guard.

I got stuck running around with her all day yesterday, and then it hit me...

Every time frame she has had a "problem" with Mario or sat down and thought about other people's actions and thought there was big "conspiracy" to catch her stealling or something...

...SHE MISSED A BILL!!!

Good news is I got a good deal on some new tires for my car.

But now I have a monthly payment on them...

I only have one person I can go to to talk but because of the way I'm working plus her situation...

...its gonna be a long month.

 

Back af two weeks...

I haven't taken much time to update, been thinking on things, thinking on my next moves...

Ahh work, well I am now loading three trucks and it didn't happen till I put in for my Annual Trainning time off from work for N. Guard.

Either Scott(belt super) is putting his dependable people in his hardest trucks or Cantrel(Sort Manager) is showing some resentment toward me for needing time off.

Either way I was needing a way to get more hours and this was exactly what I needed

As long as can make $200 for two pay periods rent is made...

And my backup is my N. Guard pay, but that means I have to keep doin everything I can to get promoted.

More rank more pay...

Now for the rest, only other issue is my babygirl...

My recent ventures are tying up a lot more of my time.

So I did what I had to do, but she got a bit impatient on me...

With her situation we shouldn't even be going through that, I mean she's gotta realize this relationship isn't your conventional one. It never will be.

But she wants it that way.

Plus I think it isn't what I'm ready to handle right now, you know it's not like I'm in and out of club after club.

She is ready to move on but when it comes down to it she will call for a lot of attention.

I was with someone like that before and before I knew it she wanted me to choose...

Well, she ended up really upset because I was brought up to beleve that Duty. Family come before Girlfrend...

And one of the ways you know if she is the one for you is if she understands that.

Yeah I know maybe I should give it a try anyway...what to do.

Do like I always do listen to my instincts.

My computer was acting a fool...

My second week/weekend from under the watchful eye of mother goose.

I was supposed to start working loading trucks, would have went smooth except everyone else in the place is short on people.

I couldnt take time learning the load because of all the boxes still comming to the trucks, I get stuff the whole night!

Everytime I go to put two packages in the truck four more come down the belt.

Well the bright side is I dont have to worry about hours...

Drill went easy, my class went off without error and I signed up for a pistol competition next drill, which is in two weeks.

Thats right two drills this month, the rent will definatly stay paid at this rate.

The cleaning crew for the rooms only come through once a week so I went supply shopping.

My sister calls me nonstop, she says no one in the house wants to deal with her and that Mario isnt talking to her right now...

Remember he went out of town this weekend on a job interview.

So that didnt help either.

I dont ever remember my sister being this insecure about anything, and the fact that she is at home alone is giving her time to put stuff together and we know how that goes!

My mother has given up, she says she tries not to talk to her right now because she dont want to worry about her taking what she said the wrong way.

So she calls me telling me to talk to her more!

I refuse to be running in and out of my mother's house and driving my sister back and forth everywhere...time to be a grown-up!

 

Yes its sunday, so that means I'm ontime with my entry!

Monumental Week, i am in my new home...

I can play my music, watch my movies whenI want, and when I need to get online I can get online.

I'm satisfied with life once again....

Scott my supervisor went on vacation finally.

So the work week I actually did my job and not everyone elses. Cantrell was in charge and everyone actually showed up...

Talked with babygirl almost 2 hours, that there is the highlight of my week!

Some thing happened with my N. guard drill this weekend because saturday I drove down there and there was no one there.

I guess it got canceled, or I should say hope otherwise I gotta drive down there this week...and with the way I work that would suck.

I should look at the bright side, at least I didn't have to teach any classes.

Saturday I ran into another cat I went to school with, he's doin great.

Family man, he got three kids and he married this girl from our high school.

And O is gettin real serious about wrestling...

S**t I was happy that I got to watch wrestlin this week...

I got cable. 

 

Time and time again...

I am in my happy zone right now...

My babygrl called and we talked.

Man i cant wait till I get a place because of her situation I cant get in touch with her that much.

It would help I think if the phone line/internet was exclusive to me, I cant get much done since my sister lost the gym job.

Things are looking good at the workplace, the infamous Cantrel is supposedly seeding out the bad seeds at work but as long as he keeps hiring new people there's not much to be said.

Everything is looking good for me to take off in June for the Training in Arkansas.

I talked to B-Icee and he finally is in Hoensfelds Training Brigade in Germany...its perfect for him and maybe he'll stay outta trouble long enough to fix his socal problems with his girl.

Today is TSA testing day...am I nervous?

Worst comes to worst it will be like the ASVB test to get in the army was, which means a lot of math and english comprehention stuff that no one in normal life ever uses and the job is for homeland security...like I need to know Trigonemetry for that s**t!

My sis is slowly going to drive herself mad...

She finally gets her job hunt on target, gets all these people looking into hiring her.

Then she goes to pick up asthma medicine and lets two TOTAL strangers get in her head!

FLASHBACK: Five months ago my sis was working at the store and they had her working lottery tickets.She thought she was $100 short on her pan that night but when the countdown was finished for the night they found it.

Everytime she gets in a certain conversation with people or overhears people talking, certain words they say lead her to beleve that people think she STOLE the money!!!

In the time she had the $100 dollars supposedly dissapear they have fired two people for actually stealing and are runnin an inside investgation on $3,000 that just went missing!

And this s**t here is also the reason she's not working at the gym anymore.

She wants to own her own gym program one day and I asked her, "what are u gonna do go home and break into tears because someone doesn't like u or beat yourself up everytime u make a misteak"?

My mother and I have quieted the ideal of her stealing from the store...for now.

My Grandmother's sister passed away so its a sad time in the family on my mother's side right now.

My grandmother is taking it the hardest...she's upset because my mother doesn't play the game how she does.

The old saying "similar minds don't mix" fits in right here.

My grandmother has slowly shut out almost all her fam over this and my mother thinks its a cry from her for attention like always.

What am I gonna do... just buy a black suit and pop in on funeral day.