Maybe I'm a little naïve, but I thought that when you have a problem with someone, you take it up with them, try to talk it out. People at work that I am really trying to be friends with apparently complain about me to management. This has happened before, and I lost my job. I am not a complete fucking asshole, if I seem rude to somebody it's not on purpose. I rarely have any ill intent for anyone. I may be a bit weird or crazy, but I don't think I have done anything that was really out of line. But I can't make things better if nobody will come to me with issues they have with me. I don't want to lose my job cause some chicken shit wouldn't speak to me. I try to clean up my act, but I really do not have good social experience. It seems no matter what I do, to help people, to bond with them, or to work with them, I am in the wrong. I am getting so fucking sick of it. I am beaten black and blue from my labors from the last two months, physical, mental, and emotional. I am done with everyone, I mean this. Fuck all of them. Only contact I will have with other people from now on is the bare necessity. I need a job and money much more than I will ever need companionship.