ok, so first off let me take this chance to be excited about how goregous it is outside right now.
i love fall, but i hate the cold. :(
second, my weekend was pretty unlame for once! friday i went to shocktoberfest with cait and sarah. we clug onto eachother for dear life, and pretty much peed our pants together. good times. after that we spent some time at ange's house. and we ended the night at cait's with some hot cider and rum...and drunk wii!
saturday night was ange's surprise birthday party, and it was one of the best parties i've been too in awhile.
i got well, wasted. and then worked at 8am the next day. woo.
so, wow...October is almost over. soon time to start getting ready to start life....or aka...school.
so, why is it that at 1:52am i have a fit about my job?!
i wish i knew, but i feel the extreme need to rant about it.
i think i do a lot for the store. i clean, stock, and have great customer service.
i've been with this store for a little over two years, but recently we got a new assitant manager.
she is like your worst nightmare come true. i got along with her alright at first because like i said i do my work, but i slacked off one day, and all of a sudden she became a cold hearted bitch towards me.
on friday i was working with a new girl, jamie, she's an absolute sweetheart, but like i said, she's new. anyway, i was left to take care a new girl, check in groceries, and keep the store stocked on a busy day. the girl thought she could of perhaps made a mistake with money. ( dropping it into a safe. it's a procedure we do to make sure that robberies aren't as bad as they could be. ) well, i was off checking groceries then, and i mean she didn't know for sure if she did it wrong. so, my drawer was over like 800 bucks. and the asst. manager goes off on me and is like if this happens again you both get written up.
i'm like excuse me. what the hell did i do? it's just frustrating to see this lady threaten write-ups like she does. for stupid reasons too. i clean things in the store that she wouldn't dare to even imagine touching yet she also comes up to me, and yells at me for not cleaning the coffee area up to 'her standards'. i'm sorry, it wasn't fucking perfect, but i can't be expected to clean that perfectly every fucking day! i am the only person who does clean it so she should be respecting me for it, and not critiszing me on it.
i am so close to quitting because of this chick, but i need the job because i need the money. i really don't want to have to put up with her shit. even worse now there were three new people hired ( other than the girl i mentioned earlier. ) i am SO worried they are planning on booting me.
now, why would they fire me? because of my mother, and yes, i know that's ridiculous. my mom is my ride until i get my license, and so i can only be scheduled at the times she is availible to haul my ass back and forth. if they have three new people that are able to be there at whatever time the schedule calls for they can boot me off.
if this happened i am pretty much completely screwed. then again i start school soon. which is even more of a reason for them to boot me, but i do know they have other people they want to get rid of first. i just worry is all.
i dunno i've worked there for so long. i know how to do things, and i do them. i'm pretty sure i'm okay. i guess the next few weeks will tell for sure.
but if the asst. manager pulls anymore of this perfectionist shit i might go postal.
i think that is rather ridiculous but really art is a past time for me. i enjoy making a mess.
but my favorite thing to do really is paint when i am half asleep.
this piece of art right here, if you even consider it art was made at like 3am while i was dozing off. i just set up a palette,sit in bed, and see what happens.
it's pretty interesting.
at least i think so anyway.
and i cannot remember anything about it. name, password, or any of that junk. it kinda frustrates me.
i don't think i really posted to it much anyway.
but it's really all about knowing.
of course i am bored. there is absolutely nothing going on in my life right now, and it just plain sucks.
the only thing i have to look forward to in the next month is my trip up Turner Falls, MA with Cait. we'll be visiting the Hallmark kids i was supposed to be classmates with.
but of course nothing ever goes my way. stupid ass colleges loans.
see, what i fail to understand is how i must still depend on my parents to get myself into college. if their credit is shit that means so is mine. why can't all of us now legal adults start off with a clean slate. i understand some people would have credit that goes to shit instantly, but that'd have to be their own fault. honestly, it's not fair that i have to suffer for my parents own money mistakes.
oh well, i guess a prestigous art school can wait for now.
every freaking day. one to nine i work. and each day in a row i work one to nine i think a little piece of me snaps. that's fine though because the customers that come in on a daily basis are like the only things that keep me sane.
whether it is some silly lady who has a speech impediment and says, "may i have a bag pweash." or that grumpy man who requests you memorize all his lottery selections.
they all make my world go round, and they are truely the only reason i remain working there.
this one man in particular sticks out to me though. his name is Charlie. he never buys anything. he just asks for a pack of matches, and then procedes to walk around the store looking for pennies people dropped on the ground. when he finds his "Penny From Heaven" he donates it children. the only thing is i sware he may be partially insane because he will walk the whole parking lot looking for pennies, and to be honest it a small and dangerous parking lot. i always worry that someone will hit the poor guy.
it's just nice to know that there are kind people out there who dedicate their lives to such simple yet wonderful things.
actually the sad thing right now is in all my blogs i have i wrote about how i spent all night watching some asian horror films.
so, in the this lovely entry i decided i would write what else i could of done with my time.
-taken a nap.
alright, i think you got my point.
i need a life.