A televised beer bath

I have started a few new jobs through a temp agency while I wait for my winningz from my claim to come in. One of the first jobs I did waz with a moving company, we moved theze old people from one appartment building to the one accross the street, it waz kind of annoying cuz I waz expecting them to move into a nice house or something, not just literally accross the street. So while ripping my already bulging muscles with the heavy lifting and carrying of unnecessarily awkward round couchez wraped in slippery plastic, the husband who iz 20 yrz older than hiz comparable hot wife, iz complaining about the TV. This guy loves hiz TV, here'z a bit of the convo I heard between the old couple while I waz setting up their bed....

Old Man: "Woman! Where'z the TV?"

Old Woman: "Ed, It's on the floor"

Old Man: "Well what's it doin there?"

Old Woman: "We don't need it yet, and it's gonna go in the den next to the piano"

Old Man: No, I want it in the bed room"

Old Woman: " Oh Ed, we don't need it in the bed room"

Old Man: "Well what are we gonna watch?"

Old Woman: " I swear sometimez you should have married that damn TV"

Old Man: " Pfff! I'll plug it in, hand me that chord"

Old Woman: What chord?"

Old Man: "The one in your hand"

Old Woman: "The long one?"

Old Man: " Oh for the love of........"

Eventually he got it all together and waz quite satisfied, then promptly told hiz wife to hand him the phone book so he could hook up some cable.

It waz a classic old people argument over nothing , so cute.


Then today I had a job at a recycling plant, where all I did waz basically take perfectly good 24'z of beer, wine and spirits, smashed them open and then threw then onto a convyrbelt for the bottlez to be recycled.

Beer, Vodka, Whine waz splashed all over me everytime I smashed open a case, and glass flew everywhere, luckly I had a protective shield over my face so az not to gauge out mine eyez . after that lovely task, I waz asked to wade through the foamy aftermath of alcohol that waz up to my shinz, look for glass, and shovel it out into a huge plastic dumpster.

Now I know It's not the most glamourus job in the world, but it'll have to do till my ship comes in. I know it will, it's just taken a while, that's all.

I hope I'm not being replaced.....

Screwed over again.......But this time I'm gonna fightin back!!!!!

Today Started out like any other day, go to my crap job to sell magazinez that I wouldn't even buy, to people in poor lower income housing projects that can barely affored to feed themselvez.

So I do a couple houses without any luck. After I finish my little street my boss pulls me aside and sayz he haz to talk to me about something, Ok I figured he'z gona give me some friendly advice or some selling tips. Instead I get a rude awakening and found out that I had been blaitantly lied to about my job.

When I applied for it, the advertisment said "$12/hr 40hrz a week-door to door salez". So I figured, ok this iz my last attempt at salez and if this doezn't work, No more salez jobz....EVER AGAIN I don't care how much they promise to pay me, cuz they try to get you with money.

HERE COME THE LIEZ......

#1. I started at $9.00/hr for a probationary period of 5 salez or 5 dayz. I thought, "ok, whatever I guess it's standard just to test me out. So I got 5 salez realitivley easily in under a week.
My boss sayz to me in the car az we drive home "great" " you'll be making $12.00/hr starting tommorrow". So I'm in a good mood and work for the next week in the confident knowledge that even if I have a shitty day or week where I don't make a single sale, I'm at least getting a decent hourly wage for my troublez and can still affored to live at........ "12.00/hr".......????

#2. Today (Thurzday) when my boss pullez me aside to talk he tellz me that I waz NEVER EVER making $12.00/hr, I waz making COMMISSION ONLY THE ENTIRE TIME!!!!! So, in other wordz, had I made no salez this week............I would have made no money either. I got visably angry and he tells me to grow up and face reality, noone makes salary in this salez buisness. And then just az I'm sure he'z done to tonz of other people, az if to soften the blow and stop him from getting a royal ass kickin right there in hiz very own car, he goez strait into talking about all the money I'm gonna be making with commission only, MONEY,MONEY,MONEY,MONEY, he even worked it out on paper for me, and I really did make more money doing comission only, but that's not the point, they lied to me strait to my face, like a little monkey I think I'm going around making an hourly wage while doing this job and salez are a bonus, but no, Not even close. And he said it in a sneaky way too, so noone else would hear, like it waz a big secret.....which it waz!!!

#3. I waz also under the impression that I waz going to get a nice paycheque EVERY WEEK. So on Wednezday I waz ready to get some money so I could pay some billz, rent, take The Woman out for a fancy dinner at McDonaldz......you know the usual. At the end of the day when I asked to get paid I waz told that they had just changed it to every 2 weeks, so I won't get a cent unil next Thurzday..........Again, I got pissed off.......he saw it,........ made some phone callz and the next day (today) handed me a portion of what I earned being about $130 cash out of his little brown wallet, all the while with a little giggle on hiz face az if he had shut me up for a bit. (remember this part happened before part 2.) So he/They still owe me money.

Anywayz to make a long story short......I'm taking it to the labour board. I just have to get some documentation from him first. and get the ad that I saw at the job bank.

I have never been taken advantage of so bad in my life, or lied to strait in my Fuckin face.

I'm just trying to pay my billz here and I gotta deal with this shit. I want to dedicate my life to music and am trying my best to do that with my life. I don't need theze hastlez.


I know it may seem like a small battle, But I would appreciate if anyone out there could pray for me az I try to do something about this. And any help or advice you could give iz very much appreciated.


I Vow never to do salez again, and Have learned a valuable lesson.

Thank you Kaelyn for letting me know I can actually do something about this, I love ya.