Oh man alive...could it get any worse? I've had major back prollems for the last three years..but finally last October I went out of work on short term disability in order to get mine self fixed up right, and not have to drive 3 hours a day and sit for 10 hours at the micputer, which was hurtin me like you read about. I'm into the third week of short term and my bosses boss called me and fired me over the phone. Talk about compassion! This is the same guy what took a whole 2 hours off one afternoon cause his wife had a miscarriage. He's a butternut squash ass if there ever was won. Anyway, so I tried to get long term and was shot down on accounta my back prollem was a pre-existing condition when I joined the company. OK, so I try to collect unemployment from the stae of Mass where I work, but was denieed that on accounta I was out on disability when I was fired and my doctor stated that if I went back to work I should onlee start out part time. Since he wrote that, the state considers me "unemployable" since I can't work full time, so I'm denied unemployment checks. I aint never been out of work since I was 15 years old, and have paid into this system for all these years and they serve me up a big ole chunk of turd cake when I needed some short term help the mose. So, I've been without income since the beginning of October. We amde the best of the holidays with what we had, making shur the little StumpBabies had a good Christmas. I bin lookin reel hard for work since being let go, but the job market sucks pond water out of a frogs ass like you read about, rite now. I've casted many line and caught nuttin, meanwhile....I'm trying to quit the hi lee addictive pain meds I bin on for over a year, sorta to clear mine hed a bit. It hurts like you read about, but at least I'm makin progress there, some pain I think is attached right to the belly button...quittin morphine is one of them trust me.
This morning my youngest StumpBaby mist the bus, so I drove her to skool in mine wifes old toyota. I'll tell you what, its colder than a witches tit out there and the door of the car would not close cause the it was frozen up reel good. I climbed in threw the passenger side and after 20 minutes of warming up my door finally opened. Woohoo..I thought..score won for the little guy! but the door wood not close then. I drove ny daughter to school with won hand on the wheel and won hand holdin the door closed and the otha hand drivin (note to self, teach my wanker to shift the car on cold dayz). Comin outta the skool parkin lot, three cars in fronta me slammed on their brakes, and the car directly in fornt of me did too, so did I, but doesn't my car slam inot the car in fronat me..which I should note some hoe closed the door for me...apparently for good cause when I tride to get out the door just wood not open. Anyhow..seein as how we was only in a parkin lot an onlee goin 5 miles an hour there was no "visible" damage...except..the guy told me he was going to go see his doctor because he felt like his neck snapped back a bit too much. Why do I feel like I'm about to pass a bowlin ball, and not them little wons neetha, the big wons with the three holes in it.
I need a good day, just won, that's all I ask. but I woodnt be at all surprised if my dog-gonned sphincter blew an o-ring early today and I shoot across the livin room leavin a trail of StumpBaby dust cross the wifes fine rug..nope...that wood not surprise me won bit....