Halloween Horror...amongst other things...
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Well, good news bad news time. Good news: next week I'll be on my favorite evening shift ALL week. Bad news: this week is HELL.
Monday night I had to work till 10:30, but I didn't actually get to leave untill 11, because of some issues with the shift change. I had to be in again at 6 am. OK, well that's sucky, but I can deal with it.
So I get home yesterday, work went very well, and I am happy. I get online and find that this jackdonkey who I have had nothing but issues with in the past has posted an "essay" about the "psychology of bullies" giving detailed report of how he has been the victim of "my favorite bully". Of course, by "my favorite bully" he clearly meant ME. So, I tell him off in no uncertain terms, delete my account from his site, block him and delete the site from my favorites list.
Then, I allowed myself a few hours of angry bitching about him, before making an addition to my Samhain ritual: I ritually banished him from my life. "I mean you no further harm, but I am freeing myself of you. Do not speak to me, do not think of me. You are dead to me." This leaves me no longer angry with him, or what he has done. However I cannot help but be hurt by it, and I think, understandably so. I got online later that night to find that he had posted the same thing on another site, of which I was a member first. I made sure my friends knew *my side* of the story, and reported his post to the admin. Of course, the admin publically praised him for making the post, AFTER I had reported it 
I then proceed to spend the evening with my friends. Much fun is had, until I return home. Knowing that I want to get some *decent sleep* I get to bed as soon as I think I will be able to sleep. A half an hour later, I get up. Someone has shot our house (with brand new, not even finished yet- siding!) with pink paintballs. I think, "I hope they didn't get my car too!" and go to check. I find that my car has been egged. The egging was done a while before, because it was already dried. Fortunately, though I was out at 11 PM cleaning eggs off of the back of my car, I got to it in time to save my paint. The only damage done was a few scratches caused by the shell hitting.
As I am checking my car for further vandalism, I find that the front bumper is scratched, the paint is slightly (barely noticably) cracked, and it is covered in white streaks. The streaks cleaned off easily, but it appears as though I have hit something. I don't know what, where, or when. I would think it would be difficult to hit something and not know about it. However fortunately the damage is very minimal, only noticable if you look really close, and can probably be repaired by good use of rubbing compound.
At 12 AM I finally am able to go to bed. (I gave up waiting for the cops, but my mom stayed up.) I get to sleep probably around 12:30, and I have to be up again at 5 and in to work at 6.
My day at work sucked, this morning I felt as if I were on the verge of a nervous breakdown until about 10 AM. I am very grateful to my coworker, who helped me a great deal, and I did my best to help her to, when I started feeling more like myself again.
There was something going on, I don't know what, but whatever it was, it wasn't good as our district manager was there, and everyone was in a frantic search for something, going through trash etc. I have suspicions...don't think I should discuss them though. Anyway, I wasn't the only one having "one of those days" and the district manager asked if I could stay a while longer, as they were changing the schedule around a bit as a result of the assistant manager needing to do management instead of deli duties. I agreed, and he thanked me as I left. "What for?" I asked, considering staying after as needed to be part of my job. My drawer was off a bit, and I hope that it is found, however I am not going to worry too much about it. I am too tired to care much at this point.
I cannot wait for this week to be over!!!!
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