Why were they beating you?
And by the way, judging by your muscular upper body displayed in your semi-erotic picture where you fondling an accoustic guitar, I don't understand how you couldn't defend yourself.
I don't know and was a little kid. I know other people who have gotten shit also and don't even understand why. I could defend myself now. It's impossible to take interest in school and wanna go as a kid when the setting is horrible. It's mindblowing how a bunch of kids can be forced into setting with virtual no supervision. I was a kid and forwhatever reasons could not take emotional or psysical abuse and people should have done something about it and the samething goes for other people who have the same problem
I can cook, but I wouldn't go so far as to cook for anyone besides friends and family. Increased patronage = decreased quality.
This is basically what I did. The few times someone tried something I was so confused as to what they were doing that I didn't give a good response and they gave up.I used to get crap at the beginning of my school year too, although it was never physical. The way I've always taken care of bullies is making myself as hard as possible to make fun of and never giving them a good reaction.
Well, you have seen and hung out with me; I'm a pretty damn outgoing person.
After being on a high school sports team all four years, I learned to put up with that shit, verbally and physically.
I enjoy helping people/customer service...if someone's looking for something at the Walgreens I work at, I'll often walk around with them looking for it, and if it's not on the shelves I'll check the back and hand deliver it to them. This mainly stems from me being bored and way too nice though.
I hate talking to customers. In fact, I would prefer not having to interact with a single person while I'm at work, including coworkers.
Your job is fucking awesome to be fair.
Do you get a laser sniper rifle, and sit atop a tower shooting kids down?
Is it good pay, or just an ace job?