Comments on: Sad Sorry Saga Contest

By: Alison

Alison — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 03:57:55 +0000

I just need a night out. I graduated from college not in 2009 but in 2008 and still can’t find a job. I don’t live in the city but want to but can’t afford it cause I still don’t have a job. I went to school in the city so got teased with a taste for what it was like to live there and now I am stuck home with my parents in Jersey living under their house with their rules and its hell. I need a night out. I have student loans up my a$$ and just can’t take it. Please help.

By: Taryn

Taryn — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 02:22:01 +0000

Shopping? I have forgotten the beloved sport that I used to enjoy in my youth.

Oh, the shopping bags that would at times rip by the weight of my heavy merchandise — the free gifts at the makeup counters when spending $75 — to the free Peds at the shoe department.

Shopping, a mere memory to happier times … paying rent, two maxxed out credit cards and making pennies have made shopping almost as distant a memory as the tooth fairy.

While working the overnights at my cable news 24/7 web site, I’d sometimes see an ad for a department store — or perhaps a new designer rising among celebs. How I’d pine to reach out, grab the products on my screen under the florescent lights.

Summer, like shopping, was another memory that came and went in the months following post-grad. What is this ’summer’ people speak of?

While most enjoyed long 3-day weekends in the Hamptons, I slaved away at my job, working the dreaded 3-11p shift — Tues-Sat.

Yes folks — I worked ALL summer, EVERY Friday and SATURDAY evenings.

Shopping, gone. Summer, axed. Tan? What’s a tan?

Dear shopping Gods — take pity on me. Make me believe that you really exist and will give a young 20-something chance at a wardrobe that doesn’t have holes … that doesn’t just reek of 2006.

Help me see the light Shecky’s!

By: Christina

Christina — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 20:19:40 +0000

I so need a night out…but I can only think this…because it has been such an impact on my social life…so because the cost of living has gone up and my finances has not…I lost my apartment. I’m a 30 yr old woman who has had to move into my aunt’s (because my parents are no longer living)basement and pay a minimal rent of $500.00…but I am now being treated as a tween. I sneak out on the weekends and sneak back into my house, this is because she is a strict old fashioned Greek woman who says it is bad for a young girl to go out at night and come home after 10pm…on one instance I was caught coming home at 11pm and when my aunt came running out of the house yelling and pulling me from cab…the cab driver just stared at me in disbelief…hopefully my living arrangements will change, since I can’t bring men to my basement (the depths of hell) or friends and I the mear thought of sneaking out makes me twitch!!!!
So I think this would be a great way for me and a good friend to brainstorm and enjoy ourselves at the same time

By: Lony

Lony — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 20:15:33 +0000

Well the year started out with a relationship ending and another one beginning. I had to break up with the man that I thought would be my husband (because he was dating his ex-girl without my knowledge) and moved on to a man the behaved the way I believed a husband would. After only a few months the perfect replacement was still perfect but left so much to be desired. I hung in there anyway, my theory is if one area of my life isn’t how I wanted it to be at least all the rest was ok I could cope. WELL!!! I spoke too soon.
My Boss of 5 yrs gets laid of and I start to work for an overbearing micro-manager. This guy made coming to work more of chore than it had ever been. The “Mr. Perfect” starts neglecting me and stood me up to take his mom to the mall, he got dumped guys and two weeks later I’m having a heart to heart with my ex that I thought was the one and we got back together. That was 5 months ago and guess what we about to break up again. He’s pining over his ex and doesn’t think that I know that he’s also seeing someone else. I don’t know why I did it to myself but I did.

Hey but it could be worse….right?

By: Mona

Mona — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 20:11:13 +0000

I told my friend on Twitter that 140 characters wasn’t enough space to write about the sad sorry saga that is THIS WEEK. I’m running a major news network’s Web site by myself with barely enough time to go take a piss or get lunch. I hate coworkers that take two weeks’ vacation time for honeymoons. The nerve…

By: Makenzie

Makenzie — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 19:45:47 +0000

Unfortunately I do not have a lot of time to write my story but since this contest is over soon I wanted to get it in cause I think I have a strong case! Why don’t I have a lot of time to write? Because my job sucks! I know, I know everyone says I should be grateful that I even have a job. But I work by tail off and have been at the same place for three years and made a lateral move here. Huge mistake. Everyone I started with at my old company has been promoted to the next level in our industry, for discretionary purposes I am not going to include what it is and I am plain old stuck. So two weeks ago the guy above me got promoted. Score- I think! Its finally my time! Now I can finally be what I should have been a year after being here. So last week my boss calls me into his office to discuss how great he thinks I’ve been doing blah, blah, blah. Here I’m thinking… “this is it, this is it.” But nothing. So I ask him. Now that so and so has been promoted is their room for growth for me into that position? His answer… oh no we are not going to be filling his position. WTF?! WTF?! COME AGAIN!? That is just how things work in our industry. It is known when you start. But they are now using the economy as an excuse. So I just wasted lots of time after making a lateral move cause I thought the company was a better one. I’m not happy. Not happy at all.

This is my sad saga story. I need a drink. - Kenzie

By: Stacey R.

Stacey R. — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 18:51:02 +0000

First of all I’d just like to say that I always hear about SHECKYS Girls Night and always think about going with my friends but never organize things or get things going in time to purchase tickets so was excited to see your tweet! I think I have this one in the bag. No pun intended.

Ready for my sad story? Here goes… my boyfriend of about 10 months asked if I wanted to join in on a house with him and his friends in the Hamptons this summer. Someone had backed out of a half share and he had a full share. I thought it would be a good opportunity for me to get to see him since originally thought I’d be not seeing him EVERY weekend and who wants that? Also, at this point I had known his friends from the occasional gathering but felt I’d get a real bonding experience with them being “in” on the house. So I said yes. To make a VERY LONG STORY SHORT… I thought the summer went AMAZING only to find out that on my weekends not there he had another girl cozying up in his bed. This GIRL (I’m being polite today) showed up on Labor Day weekend wasted all upset that he wouldn’t let her sleep there. Yea wonder why. Cause I was there. He cheated all summer long. Great guy right. When i confronted him on it and asked him why he said really summer is his time for fun and he only settles down during the year and just isn’t as ready for something serious he guesses. You think?

So I spent all that money and invested a lot of feelings on a guy that wasn’t ready and was cheating. I looked like a fool and just keep thinking its all my fault.

I definitely need this pick me up. Don’t you think?

Stacey <3