Well, after being outside locked out of my mom's house for around an hour and-a-half, I managed to get back inside. Unfortunately, I had to pay $105 for someone from a company called Mobile Locksmith to unlock the door. Anyway, while I was outside freezing and waiting on the locksmith, I was thinking about karma. It seems that lately, when I do a certain thing, an equal and opposite reaction occurs that doesn't work to my benefit.
Let's start with work at Wal-Mart. In nine years that I've worked at Wal-Mart Stores, Inc., I believe I've had four Verbal Coachings (the typical disciplinary process being the following: Verbal Coaching, Written Coaching, Decision Making Day, and Termination). My most recent Verbal Coaching occurred 157 days ago (yes, I keep track of how many days until a Verbal Coaching disappears on my calendar in my room). I was rude to a customer's grandson, her grandma got extremely mad at me, I ended up lucky not to be hit by the customer, and I ended up getting a Verbal Coaching. Every Verbal Coaching I've had at Wal-Mart has been customer service related.
Of course (and many people that I work with can attest to it), I don't get along with many people I work with. As one person pretty much describes me, I'm incredibly mean and rude to other associates. Taking it a step further, I admit I'm not much of a team player. I tend to work on projects on my own (mostly because I can be occupied with a project for hours), I don't ask for help (mostly due to the fact that I believe that if certain projects aren't done a certain way, they get messed up and the fact that if a project gets done quicker, there is less to do - the old adage about "many hands makes work light"), and I'm incredibly anti-social (for the most part, I almost always sit by myself in the Break Room when I'm on break, I mostly talk about work related issues when I'm at work and don't talk about my personal life all that much, and I almost always go home for lunch).
As far as my family goes, I tell them less about my life than I tell my friends. In short, my friends know a lot more about me than my family does. In the past 27 years of my existence, I've lied to my mom and dad on countless occasions. One friend of mine said to me that it's getting to the point where it'll be difficult to remember when I told the truth about something versus when I've lied about something. For the most part, Mom and Dad can be pretty overprotective at times (good parents tend to be that way), and if I do something I know they probably won't approve of, it's easier to lie about it then to tell them the truth.
Of course, some recent times where karma has come back to bite my lately where the events prior to the breakup with my ex-girlfriend.
This one particular instance, a friend of mine knows very well, and as a matter of fact, she was mad at me for quite a while because of it. Anyway, while I was dating my ex-girlfriend, we would tend to go out to restaurants quite a bit (mostly because she's a pescetarian). Unfortunately, going out to restaurants all the time tends to become a bit pricey, and it was getting to a point where I was going broke. My friend Monica told me that her ex-girlfriend Amber had some warrants out for her arrest in Tulsa, Mayes, and Wagoner Counties. Instead of fessing up to my ex-girlfriend that the dates were causing me to go broke, I decided to call Tulsa Crime Stoppers to turn in Amber. Ultimately, Amber was arrested, eventually had her day in court, and she had to pay restitution. I didn't get any money from Tulsa Crime Stoppers, because she was arrested in Mayes County instead of Tulsa County.
The story doesn't have a happy ending though, because Monica's ex-girlfriend Amber died a few years ago. Eventually, I told Monica and my ex-girlfriend about what I did (after a year later). Monica was mad at me for a while, but she eventually started talking to me again. However, our friendship is incredibly strained because of what I did, and she won't trust me with sensitive information again. My ex-girlfriend wasn't happy about what I did either, and she was even more upset that I wasn't honest with her about my finances.
Most people know about how my relationship with my ex-girlfriend started to decline and we eventually broke up. One of the things I did to try and save my relationship was to try and organize a game night to meet some new friends and reconnect with old friends. However, I believe since I mostly did it for selfish reasons, that's why my game night failed miserably. Some other things I did to try and save my relationship was going back to church, talk to people at Resources For Living about my stress, anger, depression, and other issues, and started taking the anti-depressant known as Fluoxetine. However, while I said I was doing those things for myself, in my mind, I knew I was only doing those things for my girlfriend to avoid a breakup.
Karma has a way of working in my life, and usually it doesn't work out in a good way.