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I have discovered recently what an inconvenience my new job is. I thought that scheduling at previous jobs were a pain in the ass because I normally never got anything done nor had time to go out and play. I have holidays off, but I have to be bed early so I can be up early the following day. I cannot go see a doctor because they are not open before and after work. I cannot go to the DMV to renew anything. I can barely make it to the library and the post office. I do not have enough time to date anyone once again. The guy that I like is in another town. I could swing by after work, but I have to get home and take care of things. I have animals to feed. I have a room mate who has her head up her ass that I need to keep an eye on. I cannot get things situated. I have been trying to get my W2 figured out since September. Four months later, I finally get it figured out. I can only get this type of information if I ASK FOR A DAY OFF. H&R Block is not open during the weekend. Hiring agencies work the same hours I do. Hewlett Packard is not giving anyone access to this information until next year. Throwing a temper tantrum about the new call center, Hewlett Packard? I cannot speak to anyone about my 401K or pension plan. Everyone works the same hours I do. Nobody wants business except for Fidelity, obviously. Financial Planning Services LLC has not called me back after three messages. It has been a little over a week. Everyone else wants $250,000 and gripe about having too many clients. Really? You want someone else's house to retire for funds that is good enough for a shopping spree at a dollar store each month. Then, my employer is wanting people to work overtime? I hardly have enough time as it is and I have to request days off to get petty shit done. Time off I am not paid for. I don't give a shit about hot dog bars and pop corn bars. I don't give a shit if we get to do needlework. The individual who was sent to beg people to do overtime had the gumption to whine about not being able to see her daughter who she hasn't seen in months. Can it lady! I haven't had time to go Christmas shopping. I do not get paid enough to go Christmas shopping and you make more money than I do and can afford it. I don't have time to see anyone and I cannot afford to go see anyone. It sure as hell is not helpful making me stay at work for the weekend. I don't want to hear about your trials and tribulations. If I have to hear it from you, you will hear it from me. I have never been married and don't have children and I am 36. I have been trying to go meet people and I cannot. My social life has been reduced to trying to keep friendships with thieves and liars. I rarely get to see my family and I am starting to forget names of family members. Things fall apart if I do not take time to do anything. My house is already falling apart and I have dogs I am taking care of so I don't have large vet bills again. Things cannot wait here; I need those days off. So, no I am not working overtime.

Busted

I am surprised I didn't notice this sooner, but there are stacks of movies gone. The only people who live here are me and Bianca. The only person I have permitted to borrow my movies is Bianca. This is what she does, she will borrow a handful of movies and watch them in the living room. She would bring SOME of them back, borrow more, and bring the previous ones back. She will place them out of order on the shelves. What made me suspicious was the fact that I noticed three stacks of movies missing last weekend. I asked her what she did with them as though she were an adult. She got upset and started saying that they are always in the living room and that she always brings them back. She went on a tangent about me calling her a thief and saying I treat her the same way as Joseph and how dare her let me meet her parents. I mentioned that she got on Joseph's case for things that she was doing. She knitted her eyebrows saying, "Where else would they be, Jen? How did I get them, your door is always locked? How did I take them, did I slip them into my pants?" She also mentioned that it is never about me; it is ALWAYS about someone else. I also told her that her rhetoric was not going to work on me and to tell me where my movies are. She told me that I was a bitch and no wonder I don't have any friends. Supposedly, one movie was in her friend's possession. I notice the next day that Chaos Theory was missing...this was already stolen by my ex-boyfriend Paul. I asked her when my movies were going to be returned. She acted innocent, "Huh? What do you mean?" The movies I was talking about before. She got upset and went on the same tangent again...evidently this was going nowhere. I thought about it, I have done this before...where do you sell movies? Hastings and pawn shops. She had told me twice about this pawn shop on 12th where you can buy 10 movies for $15. So...I went there and low and behold the first movie I spot is Secret Ballot. This movie is an independent Pakistani film that never was released in Idaho in any shape or form. I bartered for this movie and it was mailed to me from another state. I look inside and *gasp* there was the bubble wrap that I left inside. I look further and find two more movies...um I write my name on them by the way and my name was on these movies. I go to the counter and tell them the ordeal...they can't do anything because they get so many DVD's and do not inventory them. They asked if any of mine were missing, I told them the name of my room mate. It is documented that Bianca (I'll exclude her last name) sold DVDs to them in August 2013. Let's see, Bianca's name is in there system and there are movies in the store with my name on them? I spent an hour at the police station trying to figure out how to go about this inconsiderate bitch. Since the pawn shop cannot provide proof of which movies were sold, I cannot do anything. I have to find about 15 more movies and see if I can find her name in other pawn shops that do. Until then, I am playing miss innocent. I bought 19 movies back so far...and not with my money. I am going to wait until after the holiday season to deal with this in a legal manner.