Frustrating
Nothing is quite as frustrating as trying to express an availability of open to close and not being able to do that. Of course, you don’t intend to actually work from open to close because it would be too many hours in a day. However, you’re trying to express that you are available (or will make yourself available) any of those hours. Should be simple to do, but it’s soooo not.
Today was okay, I guess. I can’t pay most of my bills, so I decided to try for just the roof. I managed to scrape together the electricity, but I’ll have to give everyone else a verbal IOU. Not much I can do. I wish I could take care of these things, but I can’t right now. It drives me crazy because I hate being late on stuff like that.
I’ve been doing what I can to earn money while sticking with only one company for applications. I even took a supervisor test, lmao. That’s usually only something I go for if circumstances are extreme. Welp, circumstances are now extreme enough for me to deal with higher-ups and be available for work almost all the time.
The application gave me the option to press the “withdraw” button if I wanted to, lol.
Nope. I’m not going to withdraw. I already considered the circumstances before I applied.
I think I’d actually be okay given that I’ve just had several months of consistent and persistent forced “exposure therapy.” I’ve been exposed to just about everything I don’t like (privacy violations, mean folks, game playing, ma’am-ing, irate tirades, personal attacks, home invasions, car tampering, etc.). This particular job would probably be a walk in the park at this point.
Yep. I’m also aware I’d have to put my “tasking” on ice.
Right now, I’m going to make myself some cheese eggs and go to bed early. I think I might actively attempt to have a dream. Maybe I’ll see Benevolent Dude again. It’s been a while since I’ve been so busy trying to scrape together funds for bills. I need a good night’s sleep and a friendly face, even if I won’t be able to verify the face after the dream ends.
That’s kind of the deal with any dreams Benevolent Dude enters. I can only see exactly who he is while I’m in the dream. He has a distinct face, but it blurs in my mind after I wake up. I can remember what we did and talked about, but I can’t say for sure that he’s definitely so-and-so. I don’t know why that is.
I’d like to return to the big beautiful house and fly around with him again. Next time, I won’t answer the ceiling phone because I’ll know it’s the telemarketer demon just trying to interrupt our clean fun. Lmao.