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Chit-Chat: On Tuesdays Oryx and Triforce think it's Wednesday

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or maybe change everyone's usernames to stunkfish and have the admins be overlord stunkfish or something
 
Sorry for being pooper of the party, guys, but whatever happens, I'm definitely not changing my name to Stunfisk or anything related to it. ;_;
 
Stunfisk is maybe the ugliest Pokemon ever. Go ahead, find uglier Pokemon. Good luck! :)
 
Sorry for the change of subject here I just need to rant so feel free to ignore.

My roommate is getting fired for not having pants that are the correct length. Yes. That is the reason on the write-up. We work at Taco Bell they just changed their policy which makes us buy the uniforms. He doesn't have money to buy pants, after his bills and garnishment he has literally no money left.

And I'm about to get fired because I requested off time to go spend time with my dad a few states away because he got diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. She called me a liar and told me no. She will be lucky if I don't hit her.
People are ♥♥♥♥in' dumb. People are ♥♥♥♥in' stupid. D:<
 
Yesterday I went to a job interview in black denim jeans with calves soaked in muddy water; I don't think she even noticed. On my way back I walked on the railroad tracks head on towards a train while the clouds spit, wearing my black denim jacket buttoned up and my Army combat boots and my hair wet from the rain, humming this song in my head. I have never felt better after a job interview than then. *sigh*

Not to mention I got to hang out with the other applicees and even got a free ice cream cone from a manager whose brother was applying. \o/
 
Funny the job that your friend needs to get money because he has none requires him to spend the money he doesn't have to buy the clothes else he can't have the job to get the money he needs to buy the pants for the job he won't have since he can't buy the pants.

What an outrageous catch twenty-two. \o/
 
I've been trying for almost 3 years now to get a job anywhere and I can't. I apply for 23 jobs every month. I send in my application, and then a few days later I take myself there and talk to them about my application, and then I come in a week later to make sure it's all alright, and then I never hear from them again.
 
Well yesterday was my first day of summer vacation and next thing I know it, I was suppose to go into summer school but they didn't have enough space. That was good and bad day for me.
 
When I went and applied at our local Wendy's, I waited an hour and a half for the GM to take his time having a leisurely conversation with one of his managers, and when I finally got to talk to them he was very aggressive in conversation and insulted my dress on the way in and the way out, also cutting me off mid-sentence on multiple occasions with me already incredibly nervous. He also attempted to dance around the questions and expected completely wrong answers out of me and got frustrated when I didn't answer the way he wanted to. My therapist says that my potential far exceeds anything he'll ever be, and my mother says I was dressed perfect for a fast food job interview, so I ain't worried. They can kiss my ass, 'cause I don't give a damn.
 
I've been trying for almost 3 years now to get a job anywhere and I can't. I apply for 23 jobs every month. I send in my application, and then a few days later I take myself there and talk to them about my application, and then I come in a week later to make sure it's all alright, and then I never hear from them again.

You apply for exactly 23 jobs a month?
 
When I went and applied at our local Wendy's, I waited an hour and a half for the GM to take his time having a leisurely conversation with one of his managers, and when I finally got to talk to them he was very aggressive in conversation and insulted my dress on the way in and the way out, also cutting me off mid-sentence on multiple occasions with me already incredibly nervous. He also attempted to dance around the questions and expected completely wrong answers out of me and got frustrated when I didn't answer the way he wanted to. My therapist says that my potential far exceeds anything he'll ever be, and my mother says I was dressed perfect for a fast food job interview, so I ain't worried. They can kiss my ass, 'cause I don't give a damn.

That's what gets my nerves; people who cut me off without listening to the entire conversation.
 
You apply for exactly 23 jobs a month?
I was about to ask the same thing. :P

It could be an OCD habit, though. You never know. ¯\o_°/¯

That's what gets my nerves; people who cut me off without listening to the entire conversation.
The man was very passive-aggressive during the whole interview. The problem I had with his sideways insults was that I was already aware and rather conscious about how I presented myself and such. <_>
 
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