So I barely got any sleep last night as I had to keep adjusting myself from almost getting rolled off the bed, than when I FINALLY get comfortable? The Yippie dog across the street doesn't shut the fuck up.
When the yippie dog across the street FINALLY shuts the fuck up, low and behold, here comes CRAZY ASSHOLES making lots of noise by doing tree branch trimming RIGHT next to my fucking window... LITERALLY... It was so fucking loud, Holly TheDawg, refused to come into not only my gf's room, BUT refused to go into the room next to ours my gf uses as a closet, AND, refused to stay upstairs all together.
I finally just got up and sulked. It's now about 130pm PST and I got MAYBE 30-45 minutes of ACTUAL sleep last night. Yay me.
The pole saw next to my window reminded me of Matt my ex co-worker calling our boss (in a loving manner) a "Crazy Asshole" cause when we used to trim trees or cut trees down, our boss would go CRAZY!!! I always explained to Matt, dude, its human nature that when you have a Chainsaw or destructive cutting impliment in your hand, you don't WANT to stop using it!
It used to be lots of fun working with Matt, whenever our boss would be cutting shit, I'd just be mouthing to matt and pointing to our boss shaking my head saying..."Crazy Asshole!!!"
Matt would laugh, we'd pack trees into buckets of machines to get thrown out.
I miss my old job. There really wasn't a better job that I could've asked for. Its really a shame I had to quit a job I loved so much.
