July 8, 2010

So lately hasn't been too bad, until the night of July 7th that is. First I'll start with the good stuff. Really there isn't much other than Kayla selling me her car, so I'll finally have something to drive to work, and she's being cool about it, all that fun stuff. I really appreciate the gesture. Other than that it's just been hangin' out really. There were the two nights of fireworks which were pretty good. A couple hiccups but nothing near as bad as last nights.
Here's the bad that happened. So it's about 6:30 p.m., my Mom comes into the Gift Shop at work like usual to wait til 7 and take me home. Well this time she tells me whats going on with my Father and his whole working situation. Now the story is he has been unemployed since last Thanksgiving, and it seems as though he hasn't been to vigilant on looking for a job. So of course I'm kinda ticked about that, but whatever, I know it's tough right now. But to top it all off my Mom let's me know that she had e-mailed this guy that my Dad was supposed to be talking to to get his old job back. Well, earlier when my Dad found out the job was available he said he "had put a line in with Brent" which doesn't mean he secured the job, he only called him and left a message. Well, according to Brent and my Mom's e-mail Brent had called him back but had prior engagements to take care of so my Dad was supposed to call him back and set everything up soon after that call. My Dad never called back. What he had told us was that he never heard from Brent after the message. Now, not only does he not have a job, but he smokes at least a pack a day and drinks all of the time. So when we found out he didn't call back we were pretty pissed, and my Mom almost in tears, at my place of work, which is odd because she hardly ever cries in public. Anyway, basically this makes me feel as though he really doesn't care. Apparently my Mom had sent my Dad and email, with the message from Brent forwarded, because she was at work at the time. His reply was to tell her he loves her and he knows times are tough. That's a sad attempt at patching things up because he knows he fucked up, again. Regardless, the laziness and all around irresponsibility has finally taken a head. It pisses me off to no end, and I want to say something, but I don't know how or when, but something will get said. This is yet another addition to my already hectic and crappy life. Hopefully my next update on this whole situation gets better, but who knows, I guess we'll all find out here pretty soon...