Wino Destroys 1/3 Remaining Braincells with Painful Draino/TCL/Clorox Combo

My computer is still D-E-D so I am taking advantage of O being out of town. I am going to use and abuse this God's gift of a lap top until he looks at and fixes my think pad from 1993. I think it may be older actually...
I feel like I am going to puke. More on that later.
I want to kill my boss. I don't really consider him my boss though, and every day I make that more and more apparent. He is KING of micro management and demonstrates this on a daily basis to all of us and I don't ever do what he says. It's a matter of time before he or I go, I'm telling you.
My personal favorite "orders" are when he tells me to tell someone else to do something trivial, when all the employees he can ask are right next to me. I'd literally have to turn around and repeat what he told me word for word. Last I checked, I wasn't his bitch. Today I called him out on it in front of said employees and then I just stood there kissing the breeze waiting for his response.
Dumbass: "Joy, those front doors should be closed, they are sucking out the air."
Joy: "I'm sorry, are you asking me to close them?"
Dumbass: "Why don't you get someone to do that?"
Joy: "That's a prime example of micro management. Why don't you just tell them to do it."
Dumbass: "I'm delegating. Go on, get the job done."
Joy: I shake my head and roll my eyes while not doing a damn thing.
Dumbass: Walks away.
Dumbass to new guy who is in training on first shift ever at our place who was standing behind me the whole time as I deliberately didn't do what I was delegated to do, "Can you go over there and close the front doors?"

What a FUCK HEAD. His lazy ass could have closed a million doors, taken a cigarette break like he normally does, and gotten his 100th diet coke for the day and still have closed the door in the time it took to "get the job done."

I miss bartending. But it is fun to deliberately not do what he wants me to do and wait for our big show down. I am so ready.
I know it's a Friday night and I am on the computer, but I am a nerd that doesn't like to go out on Friday nights if I can help it...I worked a long ass day until 9ish and got drunk by myself while watching a really good movie (Eternal Sunshine on the Spotless Mind). I have been hearing a lot of good things about it that everyonce in awhile get shot down, but I am glad I paid $20 in late rental fees to get it, cause it was a good movie, and it was awesome to hear another great Beck song that played during the credits.

I am so fucking sick and feel like puking.
I have a clogged bathtub because the drain won't move up when I pull the knob when I shower. So when I shower I get a foot bath, and then almost fall on my ass the next shower because the soap is building up. So I bought super strength draino, a HUGE jug of it and poured about half of it down, 3 times what it called for...unless I have a cat stuck in the drain. So, I figured while I'm "cleaning" I'll pour my remaining comet bleach shit on the grime in the corners and use up the rest of my TCL lime/rust remover...I pretty much used all of my cleaning supplies at once. After reading on the back of the lime remover that I should never mix cleaning chemicals due to toxic fumes that may be fatal. Well...My bathroom fan is on and the door is shut and I am feeling like ralfing. All I can smell is bleach and I have butterfly effects like crazy. I either ate a shitload of mushrooms, did a rack of LSD stamps, or should never ever EVER mix chemicals again. I don't think the drain is declogged, and I have no clue how I am going to shower tomorrow without burning my feet on cleaning chemicals.

With the wine headache setting in and my new fear of the bathroom I am in for a long night. But it's Oktoberfest tomorrow!!!! I can't wait to get rocked in the daylight hours, and outside no less. I may even set my alarm!