Chapter 8: Even the losers get lucky sometimes

 

Opening with Tom Petty as the Mad Hatter. =p 

Mother's Day was a fucking trainwreck. Normally I don't post more than once a week, but it's definitely been tough. I'm having trouble keeping my cool these past several days. I even snapped at old man Wayne at work and I'm normally very patient with him because he is a fucking dinosaur. Now a few of the other fucks at work I don't worry about offending. Tony was asked if he and I would work a few night shifts the next couple weeks. So this coming weekend we're going to be on swing shift. It's going to fucking suck hard. I straight up told one guy I work with that the coming weekend I will not carry him like I did Mother's Day Sunday. Uh Uh no way. I cannot believe that someone who has been working at Denny's for about 5-8 months does not know how to efficiently and correctly do his job. Idk if the kid is just a little slow or what but he is fucking ridiculous. I highly dislike Mike at work but he's starting to grow on me a tad bit. He watches TV so if I can chat about one of my favorite shows then you got me. I will definitely talk about some TV.

I watch wayyyyy to many shows to even remotely list any.

  Tony and I were fighting first thing Mother's Day morning. I'm glad I am not a mom otherwise that would had been another holiday he has managed to upset me or make me cry since he still does it about every other day what do holidays or birthdays matter? Some years he is okay but others he is the normal fucking drama queen he has turned into. His parents and Danielle the Whale really did a number on my man. I love him but he's fucked up majority of the time. I miss him now that he works two jobs. I kinda feel bad for calling him a loser that morning because he was actually sick and I didn't believe him. We went to work and he was sent out of the kitchen before Noon ever even hit. I felt a little bad ,but not as much as you think because like I said he hurts my feelings constantly about everything so him crying wolf in the morning saying he does not feel good when in an hour he's going to be fine Uh uh I dont fucking think so. We have bills to pay and a loan to pay off soon. Plus I'm actually making money these days so once we catch up I am going to buy some new clothes because I deserve that. 

  On a brighter note today was one of the first mornings in a long time that Tony and I made love. No foreplay before just made love and he was late going to work. No surprise there we are always late to work. Not a good habit but it's never by more than ten minutes. We stay over and make sure everything is clean and stocked so I believe we're okay as far as management goes with being late. I just want Tony and I to be super happy again. Is that possible after being together for almost four years now? Don't get me wrong we're happy just not new couple happy.

How we feel well How I feel around PDA. 

My Mother is a awesome lady don't get me wrong, but she fucked me up. I can't hardly watch another couple kiss without feeling uncomfortable over it. I get embarrassed about sex questions and I don't normally share about it besides vague details. I love my Mom but she is definitely a jerk for passing all the ass and uncomfortable genes to me. Not to mention all my food allergies match hers and then some. Bringing up the excessive PDA was to throw the Bff situation into the post today... Where to even fucking begin. I love Taylor. I love all of Taylor's kids whom I godmother very seriously, but I fucking hate Nico. He's a pompous fuck. He sat in my living room there other day and told me that ravioli can only be cheese to be called ravioli. That it could not have meat in it and be called ravioli. I just quit talking to him after that. I keep trying to be friendly for Taylor's sake but I don't know how much longer I can fake it. She opened up to me yesterday while we went shopping together and she told me that he is starting to get meaner to her and the girls. I told her he didn't change that he's the same loser from almost 3 years ago now. Ugh. Why does he have to keep coming into my life? He brought up the stolen items he stole from me calling them his own. I was like what the fuck man? Why would you even want to talk about any of that? I have worked my ass off over the years building my stuff back up and he has to bring up stealing clothes,  smartphone, and god knows what else from me. *Screams and pulls hair*

I really really hope she kicks him out soon.

Then while we are at the store he claims that her ex came by my house, but he kept the kids quiet and  locked the door, but the kids and her ex said he did not come by. Why would he lie about something like this? It just makes zero sense. I think my buddy Eric stopped by and he just assumed it was Bug because he knows he still pops by and sees Tony and I before/after getting the kids if she lets his Mom and him actually take them. Now with Tony and I's situation about him not seeing his bastard I don't feel right commenting to Taylor that she shouldn't let that white trash bag of dog shit tell her anything having to do with her kids seeing their dad. Bug is a great dad to those girls. Nico will never be the man that Bug is in my eyes. He may be the winning loser currently but he won't always be lucky. I have a feeling I know how this is all going to play out and when it happens I am just going to sit back and laugh.