six days a week. And it varies, sometimes I only work 8 hours, and sometimes I work 12 or 13 straight hours (without going for a meal), this work is like this........
Maybe you know the empress, it's named Monsanto. I work on the production department (with harvest and all that). I'm the guy that has all the numbers and percentages, and as told here: "the field and plants doesn't know of schedules, dates or weekends, it just keeps growing" so sometimes I have to stay for a loooooooooong time
Yep, good thing the LAN of the office does not prevent me from checking the SPF, or else.................... I would go nuts, all that numbers and percetages is sometimes crazy, then in go to numbers of IAS and breakpoints here in the SPF :rolleyes:
AM, i have a favor to ask. My Spanish was never all that good to begin with (not to mention my spelling....) and most of what I knew I've forgotten, but several of the kids in my class have parents who only speak spanish. I need to send a note with the kids next time telling that the class on the 22nd is cancelled, but I'm afraid to just use an OL translator b/c I can't be sure that it won't do wierd things. If i were to send you a PM with the text of the note could you translate it for me? please? with a cookie on top?
I never thought I'd post in this place but i really need to get this out of my system. My older sister is in a LOT of trouble and, as a teenager, was already into drugs and stuff. Now things got worst to the point where she could get shot down. She had to move out of the city, she has lots of debt and is a drug addict. She's been the center of attention since she was 14 years old which was 6 years ago. I was 11 by then.
I lived in her shadow all this time since my parents were only concentrating their energy on her. Meanwhile, I grew up on my own and led a loner type of life. In time, I got used to it because I used to be a real school geek so my teacher was pretty much my only adult presence in my life. I'm homeschooled now so I'm pretty much alone all the time. To go back in time, my parents divorced when I was 12 and I didn't have much contact with my father even tho he lives 5 minutes away from my mother. This is the same as of today.
6 years later, here she is again. Still in trouble way over her head and my parents are still focused on her like I didn't even exist. As if enduring this during 6 years was not enough, I'm in for another round! This year, I'll be 18 which is another crucial time in a person's life(beside the teenage years) and I can only think that I'll be on my own on that one too.
My father and my sister just arrived at my house and they've been talking for a while. I went down to grab a glass of water and the first thing my father and sister tell me after two weeks of not seeing/talking to them is 'Go back up in your room, this doesn't concern you'...and they don't even LIVE with me! That is so pissing me off! They push me around and toss me aside and focus on my sister like they did for the last 6 years.
Sure she's in a lot of trouble but damn it, it's been 6 years! 6 freakin years! Sometimes I wish she didn't exist. My life would have been easier.
*Phew* That feels a little better. Thanks for reading, I guess?
I do understand the part of of not talking with your father. When I lived in home, my father and I NEVER spent a single minute together, and when we did, it was to fight (and more than once it went to more than words......)
I know it MUST be frustating to feel like you haven't existed because of another person................. but do no let this fact to upset you, the only thing you could do to try for not happening again is to actually talk with your parents and sister exactly what you said to us (I know it's not easy and probably even impossible, but I'm afraid it's your greatest chance), otherwise think of them just as they think of you: they don't exist.
I'm very sorry to hear that of your sister, and anything we can do to support you feel free to post it or PM anyone of us.
And we are VERY glad to have you here at the DooL, you're more than welcome
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