errare humanum est

So I quit my job as mentioned in the last post. However, I’m still employed there until the end of this week and have 2 more paychecks owed to me.

That said, I moved back in with my parents about three years ago, just before they split up. Once we moved into this house about a year ago, my dad decided I needed to pay rent. Surefine, but this was right after I’d bought my Mustang and went to Otakon, so I had quite a bit of CC debt at the time. So in the space of about a month I went from having just CC+student loan payments to having CC+loans+rent+car. Needless to say, I’ve been slowly chipping away at it since then, which has been hard at times since I’m terrible with money to begin with. Now, he did say that I could stay here rent-free if I was in school full-time, but that’s hard to do when I can’t afford it.

Fast-forward to now. All I’ve bought (outside of several Japanese DVD/BDs) since March has been a used CPU ($20) and an owner’s manual for my truck ($15). All of the rest of my money has gone toward food or bills. I have enough cash to last two months while I look for a new job, plus I should be getting about a grand back from the extended warranty I had on the Mustang. My dad has always said that my financial and life choices are my own decisions, but he got all bent out of shape when he found out I quit. Let it be known that I had a shit, bottom-of-the-barrel job that was just above being a janitor — and in fact, some days I was just that. Yes it paid the bills, but I’ve worked there for more than nine years and seen a lot of folks who started after me and some I even trained get better/full-time positions. I’ve been getting fucked over there for the past couple years, working with the stupidest, laziest morons you’ve ever seen. Seriously, if you met most of them, you would wonder if they had some kind of mental retardation. Add to that a management staff that refuses to punish anyone severely enough to make an impact and it adds up to an unhappy me, especially when I was one of about three who were worth a shit.

So, yeah, I quit my shit job after 9 1/2 years and my dad throws a fit and calls me a lazy bastard because I’m not spending every waking moment filling out applications. He said I need to find a job that’ll pay for my own place, implying that he’s gonna throw me out. First off, what the fuck is he gonna do with himself when meals don’t cook themselves and the lawn isn’t emo enough to cut itself. Second, if he wanted me to move out, he should’ve set some sort of guidelines so I could get my CCs paid off, not charge me money and then not let me claim it on my taxes.

In the end, it seems I’m basically totally unable to ever get back into the groove of going to school. I don’t make enough now to afford it on top of everything else, and if I had a job that paid enough to pay for school too, the chances I would have enough motivation after working that much to take 12 credit hours a semester is fucking low.

tl;dr, my dad overreacted when he found out I quit even though he’ll still get his fucking rent money, and I’ve realized I’m never going back to school.