fucking my shit up...

... one payroll check at a time.

i could not be angrier. perhaps i could be angrier; i am, after all, a person prone to rage. i got my first check from the optical since i've been back, and the following things occurred:

1. they direct- deposited my check into an old account that i closed a year ago.
and
2. they took out sixty bucks in medical, dental, and life, which, clearly, should not have occurred for a part time employee.

so i make a big stink about it at work, and they give me the payroll number. this morning i call, and i am told the following things:

1. the bank has not yet sent back my money.
and
2. apparently, i "owed" sixty bucks in benefits from last year because my freaking manager placed my date of termination a month after i actually left.

fucking a! who are these morons? first of all, i don't get paid at all, and, second of all, when they do eventually straighten the bank situation out, i'll be out sixty bucks. sixty bucks could have bought the following items:

1. monk dvd
2. sixty tacos
3. two tanks of gas.


which reminds me- i'm also angry at the gas situation.

why is everybody out to get to me?