Over the past week, my irritation with the human race has just sky rocketed. While I was back in NY got to see some old friends, and didn't get to visit a friend's grave or his parents. Made me sad, but not a whole like I can do about it when I don't own a car.
I left NY for PA the day after an anime convention started. This convention is called Tekkoshocon. I am a former staff member of this convention center. I had to quit a few months ago for the safety of the con-goers, some of the other staff members, and my own mental health.
When I did quit, I was having a heard time with my job at Radioshack, hard time with school (i.e. almost failing), a trip into depression, and a freelance that I am still trying to get done. Also I was getting a tone of added stress from the staff of Tekkoshocon. For instance, nothing against the Treasurer and Hotel Liaison, but you should really keep up on your e-mails. Also the Con-chair, talk to everyone before you find you goat to scape. Helpful hint for dealing with people.
What was going on from my point of perception was the convention center declared that I couldn't make the layout for the Dealers room. Okay, just give me a layout and number of tables to work with... Of course I made this request in October-November. February rolled around and I still had nothing. I had several dealers requesting refunds do to fiscal/personal issues. I e-mailed the Treasurer about it who promptly didn't e-mail me back...almost ever. The con-chair begins to breath down my neck for layouts, and tables, and who bought any. I inform him that I can't give anything to him since the convention center will not give me a layout or number of tables.
Considering everything else going on with my life, I had to resign before I walked into the con with a semi-automatic weapon. Yeah I was feeling it. I personally hold nothing against anyone who still enjoys, attends, works for, or DH of Tekkoshocon. Until I discovered that one or two members who be thrilled to me my head on a platter.
Sorry I have a life outside of the convention guys. I hade 5,000 other things going on in my life and Tekkoshocon would have been THAT straw. So if I hear of any slander, there is going to be some words. Not very nice words...Angry words even.
So this has severely increased my intolerance of humans. Another thing that adds to it every single day is that, first off I work at a kiosk at the mall, so people seem to think that since there is a person they don't have to read the directory! OH F*CK READING!...gah.. One woman earlier today literally was close enough to lick my nose when she asked me where the Coach store was. Coach?! Excuse me? Do I look like I shop at f*cking coach? No, I'm rocking my Jansport book bag. *white attempt a gang symbols* Yeah...
So a quick overview about spending a week with my family. My mom and I did some stuff in the city, but like usual after 2 or 3 days my mom and I started to itch at each other. Driving one another nuts. My sister and I surprisingly got along well. My Brother-in-law and I said more then 5 words to each other. Yay!
Well, that's been a week inside my mind.