No time ot proof read or correct spelling. Just figureit out yourself
Woohoo. More tales of horror from the assistant
manager. Today was my first crash course in filling in the daily sales info in the book. I was alone from 9:30 until 3pm, but luckily my buddy Ryan (The Stoner with a heart of Gold) was in the mall so he hung out with me and we talked and he went on and on about this girl his sister had introduced him to. So by three I'm feeling very hungry, since I hadn't had breakfast. I also realize... and keep in mine, I AM SUPERMAN, I hadn't gone to the bathroom since 2am the night before... So as 3 rolls arund, inw alks a guy I recognize all to well... the Stock Delivary guy! NOOOO! "BAck evil demon!" I shouted. "No, you will take the stock for it is demanded of you!" "But I do not wish for this stock! I want it removed for I am *Dun dun dun duuuuun* In Charge!!!" "Look kid, just sign here." "Aw... do I gotta?" "Yep. There's 18 boxes" "Poopy..." So after this little episode, Ryan and I went to get something to eat the went out seperate ways. As always happens when stock comes in BAMF! Our store which was empty begins filling with the usual Fridaynight Fuktarded children. Finally, having had enough of kids tripping, umping and wrecking the store, I just kinda snapped and said so loudly they heard me three stores down. "If you're just going to wreck my store, just GET OUT!" ... And they listened. All the moronic little sheep highschool brat who never knew real fear since they probably never got anything more than a slap on the wrist as little children scattered. Thenh Jessica and Kelly kinda just blinked at me and inquired as to if I was having a bad case of PMS. I said yes, and giving up porno cold turkey hadn't helped my mood any. So I smiled at my work, glared down at the children (gods do I love being so tall) who had decided since they were to afraid to enter the store with the big mean sherif in there, that they would hang out infront of it until his evilness had left. A far cry from my first month there when I was to ahraif to approach a bunch o kids who literally trashed our adult section and tell them they had to be 18 to be back there. Now I do it left and right... the power! THE POWER!!! .. But it shall not go to my head.
One other thing I love about my store. The total lack of this "Sexual Harassment" thing. I know this is going to sound horribly wrong and maybe shallow of me but remember. I quit porn cold turkey... for three days... but still that's enough to drive me nutty(er). But yeah. Jessica walks in wearing a very low cut shirt. And naturally, being as open with the girls at work as I am, and we all concider eachother friends there, "My, the cleavage is lovely today... I mean weather!" Which she laughs at (She always hung out with guys in highschool so he's used to that kinda stuff.And it just kinda kept catching my eye for some reason so finally the stuff that would get any normal human fired or scolded began and laughs were had by all. Then Kelly comes and she's wearing a skin tight shirt and I almost collapse "Ack! That does it. I'm never giving up porn again!" (By now you should understand I'm very open with my friends and expect and usually recieve the same openmindedness I give out) So Kelly tells me to follow her to the back of the store and says she's doing this to save my life and starts to lift up her shirt and I'm half mortified that she might be doign this and fascinated at the same time. Then she looks all evil at me and says "Oops. They're D's and you always say how afraid of big boos you are!" ... Such a mean trick to pull on a guy. Oh well. Like I said. Good times are had by all. I'm so lucky to work in a store of people I would hang out with in every day life. We's all good buddies and I've been invited to Karaokee or however it's spelled. But I can't and won't sing therefore I had to decline.
And one of the best things today (Other than a run in a circle aroudn my house wearing but a sock (Not on my feet) in the melting snow) Is that the Cable company finally called and canceled Riki, the Chinese guy who's english was so bad I had to sign up his High Speed Internet in my own name because he couldn't figure out what to do. Then he moved away and took the equipment box with him making it impossible to cancel... The call origionally came to ask why I was so late with my bill payments but it turned into a mutual understanding.
The End (Of the longest diary entry I've ever written!)
Ug.. Got called in to work at 9, worked alone until 2:30, then after Kelly left, at 8, I was still there, closing. I'm so tired right now. blah. How come I never get sick? Well... I guess I'm lucky that I never get sick but stil, everyone is sick so I worked a 12 hour shift. It wasnt' so bad. I make 70 dollars from it in one day and this week'll probably mean some overtime. Maybe I should move to P.E.I, like Connie reccomended and apply for the job of Manager since their store had gone to Hell having no manager, pot headed staff who constantly robbed the store blind and their new manager was fired within three days for stealing three hundred dollars from the cash. I said it would look silly having a 19 year old managing a store with employees older than myself, also because I'm the only male in the buisness to be in a position of Assistant, and as far as we know there are no male managers. But Connie said even though I'm only 19, I'm mature and disciplined enough to pass as 25 or 26. But yes, enough rammbling. I've been on my feet all day and it's time to go spend some time on my back, stomach or side, whichever is comfortable. Though I think a stone floor with a sandpaper blanket would be comfortable right now. I havn't been this tired since I tried staying up for 38 hours straight. I bid you all good night and try not to get yourselves killed before I finally get a day off.
Any typos made in here as caused by me being to lazy and apathetic to go back and proof read. Figure out the real words yourselves
I guess I should kinda explain myself in a little more depth than I did in my main description. I guess the best place to start would be my screen name...
Stratakus Demidemon, comprised of an angel like "Shroud" and a demonic "Brute". The Shroud part embodied the aspects of peace, hope and caring, the Brute part embodied the aspects of Regret, Agression, Vengance and Resentment... All boiled down, Stratakus is a Demon of Regret and Determination.
I created him for my comic but based him on my inner demons.
I keep few friends and only ones I have known for a long time. After highschool, I still made casual friends and a few good ones but that is because I approached them and found sort of kindred spirits but at the end of the day, I love my solitude and quiet reflection of my life. I force this solitude upon myself. I have my fair share of girls that would love to pull me out of that shell but I won't let it happen. It's a random occurance... but happens quite often. People that will just pull my nerves.. that don't understand that No, I don't want to be your friend... and they continue to try. I am outgoing around those I want to and shy and reclusive aroudn people I don't want to know. I call this Jerk Mode. I'll use two little stalkers of mine, Michelle and Jesika... Michelle is the one that is after me. Constantly wanting hugs which i'm not comfortable with giving to anyone I havn't personally invited into my small circle of friends. She follow me around, even tried following me home once. Overly perky and not compatable with me at all. I hate making eyecontact with people. People in general are the embodiment of all that I resent and wish to escape from. Crowds put me on a violent edge. When backed into a corner, I'll keep my head lowered, not make eye contact, talk in my cold voice, no emotion what so ever will appear on my face... I will subbtly hint that I prefer to be alone. I've even gone so far as to look people in the eyes, inches form their face and say "Trust me, you don't want any part of me" but that only seems to make them determined to get closer to me. I'm not playing hard to get, I am quite deciidedly impossible to get. Hearing my name from someone I am not friends with hits me like a lightning bolt ot the spine and brings out that inner demon until that person goes away. I don't knwo why I can't just come out and be a jerk without the subtlties. I'm naturally a nice, helpful and polite person but in Jerk Mode, all that slips away and I feel like a caged animal gnawing at it's own arm to get away instead of just lunging at the cage.
As far as all my little stalkers know, I have no phone. I hate the phone. I have a phone for one reason. Work. They can call me when they need me but then the Telemarketers get my number... (Honestly, I know the pay is good but other than that, how can you Telemarketer people live with yourselves knwoing you're hated by just about everyone on the planet who has a phone line?). I made the mistake of giving out my number to a girl once... she called me every day bright and early to talk about nothing. Of course hearing a voice I'm not comfortable with put me into jerk mode which kinda maked me think that the "Girls want Jerks" theory is infact true. So now I just say I do not have a phone... though I have quite a collection of "Call me when you get a phone" numbers in my drawer. I have an ego, I know I am attractive. But the thing is, I wish I wasn't so attractive as to have such a following. I have friends who are dieing to get girls after them but nooo, they all have to come to the one guy on the planet who would rather look at live porn webcam feeds than talk on the phone "So, how was your day? BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH" because that's all I hear. I play videogames, I play on the computer, occasionally crap out a drawing, read webcomics, work and eat. This is my life. On the rare occasion I'll get together with the friends who I hold dear to my heart and we'll go swimming or to the movies. I like them because they are like me and yet different. Hell, our entire group is a soap opera with love affairs, people looking for love but never getting them, constant infighting and basic selfishness. But I still love them all. Hell I even hump their legs on occasion.
What is kepeing me single is this: I am picky to the point of settling for nothing less than a genderly opposite clone of myself... someone who's emotions are hard to read so I actually can just ask "How are you" without already know the answer. Why ask for what you already know? I can read most people and the ones I can't are the ones that intregue me. I'm curious by nature and when all the answers are thrown at me or clinging to my leg like a lovesick puppy, I just want to get away from them or simply blow them up or set them on fire. There is the occasional Enigma... Though luckily Society has helped narrow down the list. I'm not interested in alchohol, smoking (Cigarettes or otherwise)... Comfortable silence, Cuddling, Well worded conversations, hours upon hours of Videogames and the like... I don't believe at love at first sight... but I do believe in hatred and annoyance at first sight as I have experienced it with 90% of the people I have met.
It's taken me an hour to write this jummble of garbage and I congradulate you if you managed to read this far. I know I must have left something out somewheres but I'll fill in more details later. My thoughts are always jummbled between anger, peace, violence, amusement.. I can't focus. So anything that was left out will probably come up later. All part of the arangment to accept my inner demons and let them keep me from getting hurt or hurting others... because thats what I always end up doing. Hurting others, or allowing myself to be hurt in sacrafice. I hate hurting people who I don't feel have wronged me... like I said, all things concidered, I'm a nice guy. I just prefer my alone time to being around others. Basement hermit until I die or I can muster up the courage to actually approach the one Enigma that has... yeah maybe that's what I forgot..
There is one female living nearby... She works in an arts and craft store (Points), she's got to be about 6 feet tall (more points), She is cute and shy around me (bonus points) I dont' know anything about her (heh..) And last time I was in the craft store trying to get past her without her noticing me, I chanced a look in her direction, she looked up, smiled, blushed and waved... which made me turn about 20 shades of red and wave back then beat a hastey trench coat flapping due to me walking so fast retreat.... And I onyl ever see her working there once every two weeks if I'm lucky... maybe someday... Oh the irony... the girls I dont' want cling to me... the one I am interested in I'm to afraid to get close to. The only time I've ever actually talked to this enigma were the two times she came to my store asking if we had any change/cash as their store had run out of anything small. OF course we both kinda blushed and smiled... kinda made me feel like a kid again instead of the old man I occasionally feel like when all this solitude catches up to me. And I dont' want any advice on this, as I never take other peoples advice. I do as I please, when I please... and right now I'm to frightened and shy to do myself a favor and get over this fear. Even Stratakus tells me to go for it and I don't listen. I just feel like by being single, I'm safer and everyone else is safer... but she's cute and shy and polite and seems interested but doesn't make advances (Big points for that)... Gah.. conflicted... in the old Star Trek, were I a robot, I'd probably explode... I'm to complex for even myself to understand. ... ......
Joey out. I got work in the morning.
Shop lifters. I hate them with a passin. I also hate children with an equal passion. Today, an 8 year old mob of brats came in, and started playing with our BONGS! and the little Feckers knew how to use them. I grabbed the bong from the brat and nearly lifted the fat prepube off the ground in the process and glared down at him and told him and his friends to get the hell out. Then alter, a bunch of guys who ahd attempted ot steal from the store before and on multiple occasions been tld to get out came in. I stood right infront of them and said "You were banned, that means you can't come in." So of course instead of leaving like a smart polite person would, they came up to the counter and threw a hissy fit. They both look to be about 18, ones overweight and the other is a stick figure hillbilly type. The other two were the typical touque wearing kids with their hair curling out form udner the hats. So they left, cursing at me. After clsoing and I was about to leave, the fat one comes back and I can see the other guys in the reflection of the window across the hall standing out of sight beside the stores gate. I say "What do you want?" and he says "Open the door". OF course I told him the store was closed with a smile and turned my back. The four guys hung aroudn outside the store until I called my boss. They must have thought I was calling security cause they left but now I'm paranoid they'll be waiting for me some other day. We dont' have concieled weapon lisences around here so I can't legally carry a knife on me, but they, not having much care for rules or laws, probably do... so it's the option of trying to take on four possibly armed jackoffs or start carrying around my sword hidden between the liners of my trench coat (Just for intimidation should they try to surround me).... Arg if there's one thing I hate almost as much as the chldren that come inot my store, it's the threat of being outnumbered and put into a fight I can't win.
Ack... Yeah.. so my roomie had his most obnoxious loud friend over and he kept banging on my door asking to use my phone and all he talked about (I could hear them in the living room) was how much he wanted to fuck this girl or how amny times he did this with that girl, or how he wanted to call some girls over so he could fuck them, and on New years he fucked a girl and hen five minutes later his brother had a go at her. And the dude stank something awful. He went all googley eyed when he saw my katana and snatched it. Drunk guy with a SWORD. How safe do you think I felt? Bah. So yeah. I'm planning on staying in control of myself. No offence to people who drink, but really... I don't wanna risk the possability that I might act like that guy.
Fuck! My house got robbed, they stole one of my roomies lap top and his digicam... And I suspect it was someone who can get into the house and knows the lay out which leads me to suspect my roomie Pauls drunken convict cousin........
So there I was... wondering if my friends went to retrieve the bookbag I'd left in the middle of the train bridge and I keep worrying and worrying and finally, at 3am, I call up the taxi place and have someone come and drive me out to the bridge.. but on this side of the river... I left my bookbag at the other end of the bridge so I'm running across a bridge full tilt ... and it's a long run. I'm running for 5 minutes and make ti to the other end of the bridge only to find My Bag Is GONE! which means they went back for it or someone stoled it... Bah! It has my Keys to work and my house, a dragon magazine I need for the upcomming campaign.. and some other things! Soooo I jog back to the waiting cab, thuroughly beat and my ankle is sore (My left ankle has always been weak for some reason) and get him to drive me to the bank machine so I can get him his money. I get out of the car and Foom! Trip on the wet from the rain sidewalk and bash up my palms. And so he drives me home, I give him a 12$ instead of 10, for his trouble, and then I come inside and thuroughly die.. Blaaaaah. So yeah. I had an eventful night, wouldn't you say?
In Flames - Only For The Weak
I can't tolerate your sadness
cause it's me you're drowning
I won't allow any hapiness
cause everytime you laugh, I feel so guilty
Am I forced to have any regret?
I've become the lie, beutiful and free
In my righteous own mind
I adore and preach the insanity you gave
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
No need for sympathy, it's only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
I've lost the ability to paint the clouds
cause it's me you're draining
I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark day
cause everytime you run, I fall behind
And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man, here I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
No need for sympathy, it's only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
Well there you have it. When you tell me to go to hell, it's useless because I'm aleady preconditioned to go there and take over so up yours.
Level Who are sent there? Score
Purgatory Repenting Believers Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo Virtuous Non-Believers - Very Low
Level 2 Lustful - High
Level 3 Gluttonous - High
Level 4 Prodigal and Avaricious - Low
Level 5 Wrathful and Gloomy - Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis Heretics - Very High
Level 7 Violent - High
Level 8- the Malebolge Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers - Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus Treacherous - High
Take this fucking knife out of my back NOW
I'm through being the laughter of your damn JOKE
You should have killed me when you fucked me OVER
When I find your hands aroudn your neck and start to CHOKE
I wanna see you bleed and screeeeam, cry to god...
Cause I lost it all
I have no reason
To
Live
With
You
Only He can guess what I'm gonna do to you
Just remember I don't get mad
I
Get
Even
Because of you I disconnect
This man is all thats left of me
Because of you a disconnect
...
I'm killing you now.
Get down on your knees I wanna see you BEG
Tears building up here before ME
I'm gonna tare you, I'M gonna break you down
I wanna show you my pain and my MISERY
Here I am in this lonely place
without you
Now I'm alone and I'm forgotten
I
Have
Become
You
Only he can guess what I'm going to do to you
Just rememeber I dont' get mad
I
Get
Even
Because of you I disconnect
This man is all thats left of me
Because of you a disconnect
...
I'm killing you now.
Because of you I disconnect
This man is all thats left of me
Because of you a disconnect
...
I'm killing you now.
Because of you I disconnect
This man is all thats left of me
Because of you a disconnect
...
I'm killing you now.