An event that had an impact on my life would be the time I worked for Wal-Mart. Though it is not a single event, it might as well be counted as one. During this time in my life, December 22nd 2006 through April 23rd 2007, I had been working two jobs, Wal-Mart and McDonald's inside Wal-Mart. In January 15th of 2007 I had said, "thou stinkest" to my stepdad because he was acting like a jerk as usual, so for this he threw me out of his trailer yet again. Usually it was only for a few hours that he made me wait outside until I "cooled off". Sometimes he threw me out for the night, so that I would know what it is like to live outdoors versus being in his horrid little trailer of depression. This time, he threw me away "for good, with no chance of coming back".
As such, I had to get to work that day, so I spent the next 4 hours waiting for the bus to pick me up. Not to mention it was a cold snowy day then, so while waiting I had to keep pacing. From January 15th until April 23rd, I had to work at both jobs almost continually with any hours they offered me. And I worked as hard as I could and I pushed myself to the limits. On weekends the bus in Shakopee didn't run then, so I had to walk for five hours, one way, to get to work from my motel room. I put in all I could to do my best, but it wasn't good enough. I had been transferred to the Deli so as to increase my hourly wage, but a few of my coworkers disliked me. They had reports turned in to the new general manager (the former one transferred out, so he was replaced with some random guy), and so I was fired. Since I was fired from Wal-Mart, McDonald's no longer wanted me, so they cut me off too. For all the effort I put into working for these mindless corporations, what had I gained? More depression.
13 Jan 2010, 10:21 pm
