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Name: Megan
Country: United States
State: Nebraska
Metro: Omaha
Birthday: 8/30/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: writing, reading, watching, dancing, singing, listening, doing, talking, organizing, loving, hating, laughing, moving, sleeping, sitting, standing, walking, thinking, creating, carrying, smiling, frowning, downloading, driving, hydrating, changing, flipping, kissing, being
Expertise: Being crazy, smart, funny, stupid, angry, happy, pensive, judgmental, empathetic, pathetic, supportive, supported, independent, codependant, frustrated, content, melodic, forgetful, stubborn, detailed, quiet, loud, curious, organized, disorganized, still, frantic, dull, animated, blue, orange, healthy, destructive, gentle, complete, a work in progress...
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  May88
Member Since:
6/4/2005
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| How did I go so long without The Juggernaut Bitch in my life? http://youtube.com/watch?v=k4qdX6_9XgI
I feel like screaming at Zoe like this every once in a while. http://www.ebaumsworld.com/videos/tourettescat.html
I am praying that there is a Part 2. http://ebaumsworld.com/videos/leprechaun-in-tree-part-1.html
Se7en recut. http://youtube.com/watch?v=3sanKbiJzg4 (sorry for the mistake andy man)
Hahaha. | | |
| A fairly successful spring break I think. I saw some good concerts, spent quality time with my friends, got my nose pierced, got some homework done, and did some promo for my Rocket Summer show (April 3rd, 7pm at UNO's Student Center!). And it looks like we'll even get a little bit more time off with this snow storm coming. Awesome. | | |
| So does this make sense to anyone else?
I was scheduled to work a Saturday double last weekend at
Hooters. I don't work doubles, especially on Saturdays. Plus I had just
gotten back from Boston and would have been a horrible waitress. So, I
called Hooters last Monday and said I would be out of town on Saturday
and wouldn't be able to work. I asked Lisa (the general manager) to
e-mail me a schedule so I could call some girls. I called lots of girls
and either they didn't answer their phone, they didn't want to work, or
they couldn't. So I called Hooters on Friday and explained that I
couldn't find anyone to work and I would still be out of town. I
thought things were fine.
I go in to work Thursday night, like I always do, and my name wasn't in
the book of scheduled girls to work that night. I thought that was
strange, but none of the girls said I was fired, and Todd, the manager
that night, just wrote my name down like nothing was wrong. I
clocked in, served for four hours, and clocked out like always. The new
schedules weren't out Thursday, so I went in yesterday morning to grab
one. I look to see when I'm working, and I'm not fucking listed! A
hostess was back there with me, and she was just as confused as I was.
So Shannon, another manager, comes back and the hostess asks her if I'm
fire. Shannon explains that since I didn't work my shift LAST SATURDAY,
I was terminated. I asked her why the hell I worked Thursday night and
NO ONE FUCKING TOLD ME I WAS FIRED?! She told me to talk to Lisa Monday
morning.
Is it just me, or is that HORRIBLY UNPROFESSIONAL?!?! After two
fucking years of working there, no one has the decency to call me and
tell my I'm fucking fired?! Who fucking works AFTER THEY ARE FIRED?!?!
I don't want their job. I was going to put in my two weeks at the end
of the month anyway - because that's professional afterall. Hooters has
a policy of not allowing any No Call, No Shows. However, I didn't do a
no call no show. I called TWICE and told them I would be out of town
and that I couldn't find anyone to work for me. They knew where I was,
so that should not constitute getting fired.
I'm going in tomorrow, but I'm not going to beg for my job back. I'm
gonna tell Lisa what she did to me is disrespectful, humiliating, and
unprofessional. I'm gonna fucking tell her what I think of her during
fucking Jumpstart so all the girls can hear how shitty Hooters treated
me after TWO FUCKING YEARS! I've followed all their nonsense rules,
I've done all their goddamn sixteen steps of service, I've gotten 20
table vists every shift, I've been a team player, I've gotten doctors
notes when I was sick, I've told everyone how much fun it is to work at
Hooters --- I even worked my scheduled shift AFTER I WAS FIRED. So
screw it. I love the girls, I love the cooks, I love the regulars, I
even love the only decent manager Todd --- but no one should be treated
like I was.
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| If Sleepless in Seatle was a horror movie, this is what the trailer might have looked like: http://www.tomatopatch.com/films/sleepless.htm
Guess which Full House actor was addicted to meth (and it's not Mary-Kate)? http://www.abcnews.go.com/GMA/Entertainment/story?id=1564779
Although I saw it in 2006, Brokeback Mountain was my favorite movie of '05. Here's a funny spoof trailer. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zfODSPIYwpQ
This has kept me from writing my Nonfiction essay, and I'm really happy about that. http://www.studiohunty.com/billiards/
the floor
I'll sleep on the floor at night
because the ceiling is all I see.
Laquered wood and twisted metal
climbing this tower,
now there's mile between us.
And if I can't share your bed,
(heart-beats and breath and
fingers folded and blending)
if I make your pillow salty,
if you need room to move-
I will give you an inch,
but I'll sleep on the floor tonight. | | |
| Have you ever wanted to write a letter, but you didn't know how to begin or even what the point would be?
I feel like I'm going in circles lately. But I think anyone would react like me. We're all insecure in certain ways.
I'm sick of writing classes. That's bad because I'm a writing major. But damn it's getting frustrating.
I was really proud of myself a couple week ago because I was AHEAD in my reading for class. Now I feel very far behind and that blows.
My neck feels a lot better, but it still feels really tight. I don't know what that means, but I'll take tightness over pain anyday.
I'm not looking forward to Super Bowl Sunday at Hooters. Thank god I won't be working during the game.
I am totally going to bomb my French test tomorrow, but I really don't care. I've decided maybe French shouldn't be my minor.
This has been a pretty shitty week and half and I'm happy it's almost over. | | |
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