Fifty pounds

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Yesterday I got called to customer service two times and they were too heavy

It doesn't make sense how home Depot makes me answer the walkie talkie but about half the time the merchandise too heavy

Yesterday customer service had the nerve to tell me to unload some doors and I did not do it. A couple of weeks ago Eli and I loaded some doors and it was way too heavy

The customer said she would help unload the doors but she looked the same height and weight as me and I could not imagine she could lift it but whatever

today dragged three packs of chicken from the supermarket to my Pigpen. felt heavy as f**k.

going to have to take a wagon to the grocery store from now on, like the loser that i am.

might end up homeless. esp if my stupid lil boss has the nerve to make my worthless corpse redundant.

even if do not get made redundant, "whooptie do". one minimum wage job not enough to live off of anyways.

not going to be able to move closer to a grocery store.

only getting physically weaker.

not going to be able to eat so much less, to save $$ on groceries, and so i don't have to carry so many heavy things.

yesterday, loaded five bags of concrete while Associate "X" (20m, about 5'9, 250#) loaded five more. he asked if i needed "help" and i declined, but then he had the nerve to ask again, so i said "yes". the flip side of it, was that i had to hold the bags for longer before putting them down, b/c "X" was in the way. so he wasn't really "helping" me, even though he put on "smoke and mirrors". rodents that talk too much are way too annoying, even if they are "helping" in some way, shape, or form.

the 50# did not feel unbearable, but i sure am NOT strong enough to load 42 of them over the side of a truck (lift five feet).

today, had to push with both hands to open the panda express door. went there for the Litterbox. did not eat anything from panda express.

rapidly getting much weaker physically, mentally and emotionally. and was never that great to begin with.

doctor's letter has now expired six weeks.

doesn't make sense. so many reptiles in the building could lift a lot more than fifty pounds and some of them do not have doctor's notes. home depot should've hired them to be Lot Attendant.

but WTF ever. if things "made sense" i would not have a job to complain about altogether.

constantly afraid of getting made redundant.

Today gabriella and Ricky asked me for loading assistance and I had to tell them that I have a doctor's note that I am not allowed to lift over fifty pounds. Then 79# flooring

Exhausted all the time

Struggling to stay awake all day long. Pretty soon I will fail

Today three times someone had the nerve to tell me to load doors and I told them about the doctors note

It's just too inconvenient to be so physically weak, even though I earn the same salary, with or without a medical exemption

doctors note expired seven weeks ago.

on saturday, loaded one bag of sixty pound concrete. could barely lift it. there's no way i could load an entire pallet of them (42), over the side of a truck.

tuesday, loaded one bag of fifty pound sand. could barely lift it. could've lifted a couple more, but not an entire pallet.

today, carried three packs chicken and eight cups yogurt, two blocks from supermarket to Pigpen. barely strong enough to do that. rapidly getting much physically weaker, mentally slower, clumsier, academically stupider.

Loaded one bucket of paint

Tried and failed to lift a big giant window

Did not even try to lift the waterheater

Yesterday a customer had the nerve to tell me to load a drain cleaner for him and I declined to. Lumber associate malik was standing right there and he did it, but not until after I declined

Yesterday 's backpack: book, leftovers from lunch, taro cake, mushroom bamboo baos, zongzi, garlic naan, tuna wrap

Backpack felt too large and heavy to drag to the bus stop. 42 rapidly getting much physically weaker. Pretty soon will have to drag a wagon to the grocery store. Pathetic and ashamed

Doctors note expired eight weeks ago

Today a customer asked me to load a vanity and I told him about the note

Today I loaded four pallets. Large and heavy. Suspect over fifty pounds but weight not listed.

yesterday loaded one bucket of paint. (former) painter robert said they weigh sixty pounds. the customer had the nerve to say "he's a strong boy," like it's a compliment. (rolls eyes). but i'm a 42 year old transsexual.

with someone else, loaded two bags of rocks. kind of heavy.

my doctor's letter has been expired for ten weeks now.

at any moment, human resources might call me in and tell me to get it renewed.

on the other hand, i was applying for jobs for a long time. restaruant retail sales. minimum wage. unskilled labor. nothing

besides, even if i got another job, then what? "at will " employer. could get made redundant any second.

been working @ home depot for four years ten months and counting. the second longest: six months, when i was 15. now 42.

besides, plenty of minimum wage jobs in restauarnt, retail sales, require lifting fifty pounds. about one out of three jobs.

so whatever.

i feel like i'm on a waterslide with a large puddle of feces at the end.

Tuesday, a customer and I tried to load a door into a vehicle. when I asked the customer how high we had to load the door. He said "not that high". He was 5'9 and I am 5'3. "Not that high" ended up as six inches above my ugly fat stupid head. Told the customer I had to get more people. My boss had the nerve to ask if it was over fifty pounds because I have a doctor's note that I am not allowed to lift over fifty pounds. I told her that the weight is not listed on the door but I have to lift it over my head

As usual, front end supervisor Angela w had the nerve to bark at me. It took some convincing to get her to come outside and when she did all she did was boss me around. She didn't "lift" or "help". I had to hold the door above my head while the customer tried to adjust it. I almost dropped the door and injured my head.

Angela is not worth her salary. She should have gotten made redundant a long time ago. She is worst than useless


Three years ago former head cashier Evan said that human resources said that ("he said, she said"), the entire building doesn't contain a scale

The weight wasn't listed on the merchandise and the building doesn't contain a scale, so it is up to me to say if the merchandise over or under fifty pounds

From now on, I will not load doors, litterbox or anything like that

Besides even if my back doesn't hurt that much, that often, that long, right now, maybe heavy lifting today will cause health problems in the distant future


So whatever

Yesterday, declined to load a lawnmower and a window.

Hate having to go around begging precious lil "people" to please do it for me. Sometimes they overreact, like I asked them for an organ transplant. But whatever.

Saturday roy and I loaded three bags of eighty pound concrete together. Felt like I could barely lift it.

tuesday, asm walter asked me to load a door (just one) and i told him about the doctors note. he said "thank you" and called tattletale tom and tattletale tom loaded it. walter did NOT get the scale and proclaim/announce "only 49 pounds, you are now redundant!". when tattletale tom loaded the door, he carried the door perpendicular to the ground. tattletale tom's upper paw, @ the same height as his snout. tattletale tom @ least half a foot taller than me. there is no way i could've loaded the door. and i would've dropped it, gotten injured, damaged the car, the door, and et cetera.

i just HATE having to go around begging precious lil "people" to please lift it for me. even though the training videos say that all the servants required to assist with loading, sometimes the servants act like i asked for an organ donation. ("i am not a slave," "you can't lift that?", "are you helping me or am i helping you?". (on the other hand, the training videos only said that ONE time, and maybe the servants forgot, esp if they saw the training video a couple years ago.)