Well this fucking sucks

Mr Brennan: Alright Simon, I'm pulling you out of your co-op at the Saint Vincent De Paul because I can make up a bullshitty excuse for it along the lines of "They fired you." Even though they told you that they only let you go because I told them the semester was ending a month earlier than it actually does. You're also starting your new co-op at an electrician's that your friend Jordan will tell you is very shady and has broken some laws.

Me: Okay, I'm starting somewhere completely new for largely pointless reasons. I can deal with that.

Mr Brennan: Simon it is the last day of Christmas holidays and I am calling your house to remind you to be at this new co-op fourty five minutes earlier than your previous one and also go do your homework.

Me: I know these things already but whatever, I'll be on time.

Me Two days later: Boy oh boy, I sure do like working with this Electrician, all of his workers are easy to talk to and very helpful regardless of how endless or pointless my questions are. They're also making sure I'm working safely by doing easy but necessary menial tasks such as running supplies to and from them. They also let me install a few ballasts myself (A ballast is a device installed in light fixtures that produces more Voltage while consuming less Current and they save you money.) and usually work at least seven hours a day, getting me more co-op hours so I can graduate. I love this new co-op and hope it lasts a long time.

Mr Brennan: Simon what are you doing?

Me: I am helping by watching Mike, Andrew and Charles and bringing them supplies when they need them and taking old lights and ballasts from them because they are on ladders and can work faster with me doing this.

Mr Brennan: Well I'm going to go behind your back and tell Ron Finkle (who is your boss) that you're just standing around with your legs stretched out which is technically impossible but whatever apparently the Christmas Holidays have made me batshit insane, but never mind that where is your homework?

Me: I have not done any. I understand that our agreement was that I would bring in one key question a day but I have been hoping you would let me get used to this job first, I will bring in extra work tomorrow, sorry about this.

Mr Brennan: I am giving you an unnecessarily hostile glare, also, we will talk about this more later. Actually we won't because I forget or something, I am now briskly striding away.

Me: Well that was remarkably stupid. Oh well, I will continue to help these people and work for NINE HOURS STRAIGHT without pay.

Me about two hours later: Rather than eat my lunch I have decided to get this simple question done and attach it to my Log hours to make sure Mr Brennan sees it.

Me about...like, seven hours later. I think: Hello Mr Brennan, I am leaving a message on your voice mail. I left my homework at the office at Finkle Electric and will have another in tomorrow, sorry about this simple mishap.

Mr Brennan about two hours later: Hello Simon, I got your message. Thank you for getting the homework in. I am not going to hint that when I call you tomorrow while you are working and incapable of getting back to me I am going to tell you you lost your co-op because you didn't have a question in on monday.

Me: Okay that's good.

Me at Eleven thirty AM today (January 6th): Man, this job in Marmora which is fourty five minutes away from my home by car and in the middle of nowhere sure is challenging but enjoyable.

Charles: Simon my cellphone is inexplicably for you.

Me: That's weird. Hello?

Mr Brennan: Simon, you're fired from Finkle electric because you did not give me your homework for monday.

Me: Actually I did. I only brought it in today, along with the work for yesterday I told you that on the phone yesterday and you said alright.

Mr Brennan: Yes I did. I actually decided to fire you yesterday afternoon, before you had to go to Marmora and pointlessly toil for Ten hours.

Me: Why didn't you tell me when you called yesterday? This is incredibly frustrating and ridiculous.

Mr Brennan: I'm not even getting into that, even though it's a sensible question. Instead, I want you to stay there for another six hours for no logical reason.

Me: This is ridiculous. Belying that I did hand in some homework, the reason I didn;t on monday is that At the Saint Vincent De Paul I'd do the work for the next day on the day before, so the work I'd do on friday would be handed in on monday, and so on.

Mr Brennan: I actually didn't hear what you just said because you're in Marmora and have a terrible cellphone signal. Also you cannot be angry with me on the phone.

Me: I am not angry. I am frustrated with your illogical and vindictive behavior. Good bye.



So yeah. I guess I can't graduate this year because my fucking co-op teacher can't let me catch a break after the holidays. So let's see:
- Realization that I have little contact with my friends because I do co-op and not regular classes. Loneliness.
-Being Diagnosed with ADHD, Confirmation that I have learning disability and the school did not want to acknowledge it. Paying for supplies from the school that never get to me.
-My parents are seperating. Christmas was incredibly tense and miserable.
-And now it looks like I won't graduate. What the fuck did I do?

What a great fucking year.