ftm-wanderer

[ftm-wanderer]

#4.0 What The Fuck, Tumblr (02/09/2020 at 16:40)

Why can't I just put the title down now? I've been gone for, what, four or five months and you make it harder to maintain my usual format? God damn.

Anyway, all one of my followers (which... I don't even know how you found me, whoever you are) might have wondered where i've been. I'm not dead. There was however a stint of time where tumblr just refused to work. Not in the usual way, i mean. Like it would post and then unpost within seconds.

So let's get me caught up. I'm writing from my physical journal here so bear with me.

I got fired from my retail job and quit the car wash one. I'm now working for a local pharmacy and dealing with people over phones. Massive change. All I gotta do is type scripts and handle pricing.

There are more dumpster fires lately, and they only seem to happen more often, faster.

Still homeless, but I was able to get my busted-ass car to a nearby apartment complex. Sneak in, use their washing machines, and sneak out.

Oh yeah. While my phone was refusing to connect, like sixteen people went missing. Iunno, that just feels weird to me. Everyone's on edge because it's a relatively small town. I've taken to sleeping with my knife in reach.

I also might start doing video logs. Not sure how good the quality's gonna be from this phone, but it's worth a shot.

[ftm-wanderer]

#3.0 Sociopathy Melodrama (09/15/2019 at 23:40)

You know? I hate to be that guy? I've been resisting the urge to tell people they are worse scum that me. But fuck it. I'm a bottle of wine and five beers into the night. It's time for a bit of honesty, and fuck where it lands me.

Genuinely speaking, if you don't try to be a good person for at least one person, you don't deserve to live. Is it bad that someone with these thoughts holds the contact information and physical addresses of the people most likely to be scum to him?

Probably.

But this busted up society is the one that gave a former meth head street thug a lisence to step into the pharmacy. At this point, whatever happens can be blamed on the lax-ass state laws and their pitiful background checks.

Or maybe that's what the well-off want me to do... Put a homeless vagrant in the position to help people with a good job and watch him explode. Give them a reason to oppress the downtrodden more.

Whatever, this is a diary. I'll figure something out. Maybe i won't figure anything out because i'm relying on autocorreft and muscle memory to stay legible at this level of intoxication.

Iunno, if anyone's out there and has some advice, give it to me straight. I ain't tryna be bad, but i ain't tryna let people get away with treating employees of the goods and services level like they aren't people.

I got names and addresses and a lotta Bad Decision Juice on hand.

Probably don't link any advice on this post? Slide into the PMs. Especially if the advice is illegal.

Part of me wants to cave in some skulls, part of me is just venting to blow off some steam.

[ftm-wanderer]

#2.0 Car Wash Benefits (09/14/2019 at 19:07)

So we got this new guy at the car wash- I should probably explain why the last post was about drugs and now I'm in a car wash, huh...

I work two jobs. One as a SUPPOSED TO BE FULL TIME CPhT (Certified Pharmacy Technician) and one as a WHATEVER MY SCHEDULE SAYS IF THEY WOULD JUST GET IT RIGHT car wash employee. Fuggit. It's work. Even if it is $7.25 work, well below my pay grade, and is probably giving me skin cancer... Anyway.

New guy at the car wash. Got interviewed earlier and then came back in maybe two hours afterwards. Immediately, I can tell, this kid's a spergoid. Every time the supervisor says something he tries to finish for her like he knows what he's doing... and the weird part is, despite a car wash being fairly self-explanitory... he doesn't?

So when shit died down a bit, he asks me what "we're supposed to be doing when we aren't doing anything." I'm... sure there was a more elegant way to phrase that, but whatever, I understood it. After telling him to just pretend to pick up trash (or actually do it if you see trash) and wander the parking lot to look busy, he says it. The fucking phrase.

"So uh, does this job have any benefits?"

Bro. You're working at a car wash. As a vacuumer. I tell him the benefits are that he gets paid and can wash his car for free.

"No, real benefits."

Bruh. I'm living in my fucking car, working two jobs, and leaving a public diary on Tumblr. This is your first day and you expect medical, dental, and mental coverage?

So I say, "I know we don't. This is a start-up job for most people. They aren't typically gonna hand over an agreement that the company will deal with your medical coverage, especially when most people here are still in high school. I think the special jobs might...? Plus they pay ten bucks an hour so-"

"Aw there were better positions and they didn't tell me???"

B R U H .

This is like your first job ever. You didn't SAY that, but at this point it's pretty obvious. You think they're going to just hand over a supervisory position to you out of the blue? Especially when that means you are driving (and responsible for) other people's vehicles? Who the fuck are you to skip the employee advancement chart?

This general line of conversation went on and off for two and a half hours. At one point he even said that he probably wasn't going to be here long if they aren't offering benefits. Homie, nobody who gives benefits will hire you if your resume is either blank or shows less than a month of work at a place before quitting, ESPECIALLY if the reason is, "they didn't have benefits."

At that, I just kept my mouth shut. He wants to back himself into a homeless corner like me? I'd love to see him try to last a single week without conventional shelter.

Now, I'm the furthest thing you can find from a capitalism supporter. I'm a firm believer that food, water, shelter, and medical care should be free as the primary things required to survive. I'm speaking as a realist here, though. No entry-level position, especially a car wash, is going to give you company-sponsored insurance coverage. You know how long I worked in a pharmacy before I got my benefits? 8 months (should have been 3, but apparently the hobo is better at organizing thoughts and giving correct step-by-step directions than the manager at the time, nice one you fat moron). This twat wants full medical coverage day one at a job where you give people's cars a quick SUCC and move on to the next car.

How do you end up that misguided?

[ftm-wanderer]

#1.0 Old People (09/13/2019 at 02:12)

You know, you'd think these morons would realize how space works. I'm no physicist, but if you have multiple medications, or a big box, or even just a drug that comes in a box that is a strange size... Maybe don't pull into the second lane?

Some old bag was getting some steroids and the box was slightly wide. Rather than having her pull into the first lane, behind six cars, i squished the box slightly, just enough so that it could slide out easily, leaving a big obvious grippable tag on one end. So what does this cunt do?

Sends the tube back and demands I tear open the bag and open her box for her. Fun fact, even when asked, that's against policy. It's called tampering. But I made sure it was easily able to slide out. What happened, Fred?

This absolute mongoloid opened the tube and tried to pull it out the wrong end. Let me just... See if i can illustrate this shit...

This senile neanderthal opens the end FURTHER AWAY FROM THE DRUG BAG and winges about how she can't pull it through. Now at this point i was befuddled. Like, i was SURE i made sure it was easily able to be extracted from the pneumatic tube... I asked her to come into the first lane or head inside, because i cannot tamper with her medication. Then, upon opening the tube and it FALLING OUT COMPLETELY ON ITS OWN, i realized that this dumb bimbo doesn't grasp the importance of opening the smarter side of the tube.

She comes into the store and the first thing she says is "you need to fire this man." Like, who the fuck do you think you are to demand Death By Capitalism of a man who--mind you i wasn't rude at ANY point so far, and tried my damnedest to work with this lady-- is trying to ensure you get your drugs? My teammates even heard me offer what was supposed to be offered politely.

I'd had enough. I reenacted putting her medication back in the tube, showed her the sealed tube, opened THE CORRECT SIDE and plopped it onto the counter in front of her.

"Ma'am, it is not my fault if you open the delivery tube incorrectly. It opens from both sides."

"Well, it may be easy for you, but i have rheumatoid arthritis."

"You opened one end of the tube just fine. All you had to do was open the side the bag was actually closer to. Rheumatoid Arthritis plays no factor here and you are not the only person whose immune system hates their own bones."

"Well i was opening the tube the way it came-"

"I am not at fault here just because you decided to walk all the way into this part of the store when YOU failed to open the tube the logical way."

It was around this point another of the techs pulled me off her (shoutouts to her for simultaneously defending me and remaining calm). Let me put it here: if you get so old that you become an actual fucking idiot AND you're a self-righteous cunt who thinks our job is to PANDER to your every whim, if you send back your medication and demand i repackage it, i'm going to tell you to come inside and hock a fat loogie into your antibiotic for my trouble.

If you get to be that type of old person, you're probably just about old enough as you need to be.

[ftm-wanderer]

#0.5: Introductions (09/12/2019 at 06:06)

I don't normally care too much about social media. I have a few, but really just to have them. I don't use them too often. Tumblr might be a little different, though. The post-based blog style makes for a fairly reliable way to connect the day to day activities (and without all the screen clutter facebook and twitter have). Less likely to get lost or cumbersome than an actual notebook, too.

So I guess, for context's sake, I should explain, I'm a homeless guy working in a medical field who has an obnoxious time getting to not be homeless. I still have a job though. "Homeless not hopeless."

I find it increasingly difficult to keep track of each day's events. That might be the monotony, that might be the stress, hell, it might be the booze.

So I'm going to start using this for general purpose and fine details. If anyone happens to find this waste of bandwidth of a blog, feel free to interact.