22:35 Dec 27 2020
Times Read: 432
I deal with a lot of shitty buyers, but the awesome ones totally make the job worth it. I woke up, and sold two gorgeous gothic dresses to the sweetest girl from Idaho, and a top + leggings set to an awesome babe in Texas. Of course, people will turn on you in an instant which is the case with the bitch, and the still ongoing return case. She was super nice til she decided she couldn't fit into the dress she bought. And despite it being against the apps policy to return things for that kinda reason, they still approved it. This is the second time this has happened, I've sent out something brand new and listed correctly, nope, they get to return. Bullshit. I actually messaged customer support before it was approved to remind them that I've made over $10,000 on this app, I have a 5 star rating with over 200 completed sales, very happy customers, and the girl trying to return the dress is new with like no feedback. Reeks of a scammer. I also told them I have indisputable proof of exactly what I sent her in video, and picture form. So her return gets approved BEFORE customer support gets back to me, and they tell me, "Returns are irreversible, you should have told us before it was approved." Bitch, I fucking did, you just didn't bother to read my message before you approved that shit. But hey, I hope she is a scammer, I hope she sends me back some garbage, and then they not only have to refund her, but pay me when I slam my proof, that I tried to show them, in their faces. I really hate these apps with no seller support. I get it, you wanna make your buyers happy, you need them, but motherfuckers, what would you do without people selling shit? But there's no balance, it's 100% make the buyer happy. Such as, for a return the buyer has a full week to mail my shit back to me, but I get three days to ship before they can cancel. Why are they not held to the same standard, three days is plenty. She actually hasn't shipped it back yet, she has til Tuesday to do so, so maybe she won't. I mean, either way, it's $65, a pretty inconsequential amount, but I fucking hate scammers, they're just gross.
But, remember how I said I wasn't going to hit the KS sale because it was only 20% off? Well, I knew they'd bump it up after Christmas, and they did to 30%, so I couldn't resist getting myself some new dresses, of course.
Moons, and roses, and velvet and lace❤
22:20 Dec 26 2020
Times Read: 546
I refuse to help people who won't help themselves. If you're in a constant toxic cycle of bullshit with someone, get yourself out. There are people in this world who have so little in their life they thrive on making others just as miserable as they are. They are parasites. The best way to handle them is to simply refuse to acknowledge their existence.
I'll tell this much, if I knew someone who acted like a screenshotting lil bitch, and kept records of our conversations, and then went on to use those records to harass/bully/threaten/blackmail me, that is not a person I would ever consider a friend or put in very high regard at all. That's some weak, insanely insecure shit. This is a person who clearly can not function well as an adult, and especially, can not function socially as an adult. This is child behavior. If someone records, and keeps every move you make around them, they're waiting for you to fuck up so they can expose you, so they can blame you, so they can play victim, so they can get the attention, and sympathy they're desperate for. Childish.
I mean, I do screenshot bits of conversation between me, and Wolfie, and occasionally friends, but it's never anything I would use against anyone. It's loving, romantic, nerdy, inspirational or funny shit. Never would I save, and post out to the public things to specifically damage a person. Because honestly, it makes the person doing it look like a fucking idiot, in my opinion. If this person you're suddenly revealing to the world as this huge monster was so horrible to you, why'd you put up with them for so long? If they're such a terrible person, and friend, why are you interacting with them at all? Sure, some people are legitimately victims, but are you just that easily manipulated or are you that fucking stupid you don't know how to walk away from things that aren't good for you? I mean, hey, I've been there, I have been that stupid, so I totally get it. But you gotta take a little responsibility for the people you allow in your life. There are genuine people out there, you don't have to associate with the bottom-feeding parasites of society.
That being said. If you know this person does these things, if they've done it to you on multiple occasions, and you have continued to go back to being their friend time and time again, you are no fucking better. Like I said, as an adult, you get to choose who you allow in your life. Knowing someone acts like a vile, ridiculously insecure child who absolutely has, and will again stab you in the back, and going back to them, you get what you deserve. Trying to say your friendship always bounces back, and you guys always have each other's backs in the end, blahfuckinblah, it doesn't mean shit, it proves you're an idiot who never learns. You're the fuckin mouse that keeps reaching for the electrified cheese, gets zapped, blames the cheese, then reaches for it again. But the mouse eventually learns, stop doing this dumbass thing that's hurting you.
Absolutely none of my friends have ever threatened me, blackmailed me, used me, purposely done everything in their power to hurt me. Not a single one. And if they did, done. Immediately cut off, they would no longer exist to me. They could rage, and throw all the hate, and tantrum into my honor they like, I simply would cease to acknowledge them. Making a big deal about your pixelized numbers is feeding them, they know they're getting to you, they're enjoying it. Clearly, they have no life, and nothing better to do than trying to make you miserable. Let them. Go on with your life like you never met. You're an adult, you're responsible for yourself, get yourself out of the cycle. Or don't. But don't continue to beg outsiders for help when you don't. There are people on VR who have watched this site a very long time, who have seen your lifetime on this website, and remember all the bullshit you've thrown out there. So if you're going to go bashing, and blaming, and bullying you should reflect on yourself, on your actions, on how you are making yourself look. Cause some of you make me wonder more than anything how the Hell your parent/s put this out into the world, some of you act like you were raised by rabid fuckin gerbils.
Shame, shame, shame.
And I totally understand that, my childhood was far from perfect. My mom was in, and out of mental hospitals into my teen years, and my dad worked away from home most of the time, I grew up wild. But one important thing I learned young was that you are not responsible for how other people act, you are only responsible for how you act, and react to things. Don't be the douchebag, don't be the idiot, and most importantly, don't be the fucking gerbil :3
02:44 Dec 16 2020
Times Read: 979
Wolfie sent me this video...
I fucking love that man...❤
He just gets me xD
He changes his mind every day about what kind of puppy we should get when he gets back. Malamute is definitely one I'm interested in because they look like adorable chubby, fluffy wolves. But I'm worried about the cats. Some dogs do a lot better with cats, some have trouble distinguishing them from prey. From everyone I've talked to as long as we get everyone socialized early then it shouldn't be a problem. But like I said, he changes his mind every day so it'll probably be up to me what breed me ultimately get. I'd really like for us to meet with different breeds first, and see which one we possibly connect best with. I have no objections to shelter dogs, but I'd love to find a breeder that possibly also has cats so maybe the puppy would already be comfortable with them. My sister has a friend with a huge dog, like literally almost as tall as I am, and I was over at her house once picking up my niece, and this huge dog was tiptoeing around these month old baby kittens darting across the floor, totally gentle. I need a dog like that xD Wolfie keeps talking about it like it's going to be this trained assassin guard dog. No... It's gonna be an adorable, huggable fuzzball. It's gonna be that beast that walks down the sidewalk with me with matching bows, and fuckin' painted toenails xD Ok, probably not that far, but still...❤
18:13 Dec 04 2020
Times Read: 1,557
I've been sick since Tuesday with a bad infection. My job was really great the first day. The last 3 days, not so much. Even though 90% of it consists of me sitting on my ass, staring into space, I really just wanted to be in my bed with my cat and a box of cheezits. But I made myself go to work. What's the point of having a job just to quit the second day? Wolfie is very supportive, but also very worried about my fragile health. He told me it would be perfectly fine to quit if my body can't handle it. It wasn't working that made me sick though, that was just a terrible coincidence. So the last few days have been pretty physically miserable, basically working 6 hours, in bed 18. My boss thankfully gave me today through Monday off while she waits for a new machine. A few days of rest, and antibiotics will hopefully get me better by the time she calls me back in. I really do like this job, it's super easy, it's 4 blocks from my house, and I don't have to deal with human beings. Although that machine can be a real bitch...
I try to be nice, and compliment it, give it encouragement. What a beautiful design you're making on that shirt, you're the best, most exquisite machine I've ever met...
Then five minutes later the whole thing malfunctions, and I'd like to kick the motherfucker. I take everything back.
My boss is really understanding though. When I accidentally rip something or put a hole in something she tells me it happens to everyone. I wouldn't blame her, nor would I be upset if she never calls me back in though xD I must have looked awful the last couple days. I told her how bad I was feeling, but still wanted to put at least six hours in. Just bad timing. But ya know, now I've had a job, I know what it's like, it's out of my system. She only really needs me to come in when she has to work in the back. Then I run the machine in the front, and let her know if anyone comes in. So it's a nice little part-time thing which I shouldn't have a problem with, but my health isn't great. I'm going to try to keep going though, hopefully will be feeling better within a couple days. I'm stubborn like that. It's been a rough week. I haven't even done any shopping the last few days, that's when you know shit with me has been dire xD
01:46 Dec 01 2020
Times Read: 1,354
Had my first day of work... and I love my job ^^
I worked 7 1/2 hours on rotc army jackets for the local college. It took 7 1/2 hours just to do 15 jackets... And tomorrow, I'm doing exactly the same thing xD But it's super easy, I just have to watch the machine, and rethread when it comes undone. Otherwise, it's a lot of standing around. My boss is super chill, breaks whenever I want, eat/drink whenever I want, clock out when I've decided I've had enough. Actually, by the end of the day she was like, "You've worked your butt off all day, please go home, relax a little bit." She kept telling me to take a break, and eat something, but that's just how I am. Once I get started, I want to finish, and I want it to be the absolute best. I started at 9, and when I looked at my phone to talk to Wolfie at what I thought was around noon, it was actually past 3 xD I didn't even notice, time flew by. I thought it was going to be simple part time, a few hours a day, but I'm good with 7-8, I can handle it. We haven't set an official schedule or anything, but she told me to come back tomorrow so that's a good sign. It's just nice to be out doing something. And I basically work on my own. Unless I need help with something I don't really see her much. And that's totally fine with me. Come in, get my stuff done, and leave when I want. It's a great gig.
It's awesome to be genuinely tired from doing something, and not just from extreme boredom all day. Wolfie is so proud of me, and that means a lot. I know he worries, but I'm glad he's supportive of me doing my own thing. It feels good to be responsible, independent bunny. To have a sense or normalcy❤