I like to think of myself as a writer. To be a writer you need inspiration. Obviously of late, I've have had none of that. Life is just chugging along with more bad bumps vs. boosts. I feel like my brain with the lack of inspiration is turning into its own hermit. I can play brain boosting games all damn day but those suckers don't help. People say take that Ginkgo Biloba and all will be well!! That is if you remember to take it.
Come the beginning of the year 2015, my family and I are going to still take that leap of faith on getting the hell out of Ohio. Nothing hold us here besides ummmm nothing. I have family wanting to go with us, family already moving themselves and Winter Birds that will only be in Ohio for half the year anyways so there isn't a point. Plus I'm personally sick of the fact in my line of work with all my credentials and accreditation's, I have to unfortunately wait until someone retires or dies for a job to open up. You would think Pharmacy work would be highly needed here but only if your a retail Pharm Tech. That is not me. I gave it a go....defined it further how much I hate it. In my personal and professional opinion you should not be required to have your CphT or any other pharmacy license to be a Retail Tech. At least that is how it is for one company that I won't blast on here. Techs at this company work a damn register. Nothing pharmacy about it. You can't even mix the damn suspensions. BORING........
I guess while I'm bickering about things, might as well bitch about this too:
Dear Men/Boys,
Just because you like one of my hundred million selfies, can you please stop friend requesting me, calling my phone, talking dirty and randomly posting things on any of my social media sites that permits public rights to do so. Its annoying and so over done. I have literally a mailbox full of what I call the stalkers file of people to ignore, block or whatever. I AM NOT INTERESTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If you little fuckers will pay attention to my public profile, they all say, MARRIED. Whether I bitch about having a random fight or being sad or something, doesn't give you the right to come on in and talk dirty and whatever to me. Its not wanted. Its like men don't have a filter anymore. They just look for a possible chance to swarm in to try to be that guy that makes everything all better. I will not be completely snobby though. Those that say, You are pretty or great pic or hope you have a great day.....that is okay with me. You wanna be a friend then act like a friend. Not a friend waiting to get into my pants, shorts, leggings or whatever I'm wearing that day,
I guess I will just close it up there. Just felt like writing something......even if it was all bitching.
Until next time! XoXo
Come the beginning of the year 2015, my family and I are going to still take that leap of faith on getting the hell out of Ohio. Nothing hold us here besides ummmm nothing. I have family wanting to go with us, family already moving themselves and Winter Birds that will only be in Ohio for half the year anyways so there isn't a point. Plus I'm personally sick of the fact in my line of work with all my credentials and accreditation's, I have to unfortunately wait until someone retires or dies for a job to open up. You would think Pharmacy work would be highly needed here but only if your a retail Pharm Tech. That is not me. I gave it a go....defined it further how much I hate it. In my personal and professional opinion you should not be required to have your CphT or any other pharmacy license to be a Retail Tech. At least that is how it is for one company that I won't blast on here. Techs at this company work a damn register. Nothing pharmacy about it. You can't even mix the damn suspensions. BORING........
I guess while I'm bickering about things, might as well bitch about this too:
Dear Men/Boys,
Just because you like one of my hundred million selfies, can you please stop friend requesting me, calling my phone, talking dirty and randomly posting things on any of my social media sites that permits public rights to do so. Its annoying and so over done. I have literally a mailbox full of what I call the stalkers file of people to ignore, block or whatever. I AM NOT INTERESTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If you little fuckers will pay attention to my public profile, they all say, MARRIED. Whether I bitch about having a random fight or being sad or something, doesn't give you the right to come on in and talk dirty and whatever to me. Its not wanted. Its like men don't have a filter anymore. They just look for a possible chance to swarm in to try to be that guy that makes everything all better. I will not be completely snobby though. Those that say, You are pretty or great pic or hope you have a great day.....that is okay with me. You wanna be a friend then act like a friend. Not a friend waiting to get into my pants, shorts, leggings or whatever I'm wearing that day,
I guess I will just close it up there. Just felt like writing something......even if it was all bitching.
Until next time! XoXo
WOW YOU MUST THINK YOU ARE ALL THAT.WHEN A CHICK ONLY POST PICS OF HER FACE THAT TELLS ALL US GUYS THAT SHE IS FAT.SO DON'T THINK YOU ARE ANYTHING SPECIAL!
ReplyDeleteNever said I was. At least I show a face behind my name. I don't just have pics of my face you idiot. I am not fat and again....never said I was all that. My point was that Men look at just a pic instead of learning about a person and just go with that. Every Social Network profile I have as I listed above it specifically says I am married. Obviously you didn't get that memo. Here is something else to add to bitch about just for you. Men don't pay attention. They attack when they are confronted and become harsh for no reason. People being mean to others for no damn good reason. Calling a girl fat when she is obviously not. Its people like you why the suicide rate is up because you call out lies and damage people that are weak. I'm not weak so you can say whatever the fuck you want but Mr. Anonymous, you are poor excuse for a human being because you "Hide" and can't even back up anything you say....So peace out to you.
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