dah dah!

once again, old navy called and i got cancelled to work. i wouldn’t have minded so much except my dad took a half a vacation day so i wouldn’t have to go in late and mom could go to mrs. cotterill’s b-day party. now it’s a problem. understand that they’re slow, but i was scheduled, not just on call. i haven’t worked ALL WEEK. i was scheduled to work everyday except monday and tuesday. this absolutely bites! i didn’t take this great job that i love working at to never be called into and to always be given the day off. do they not understand that i need the monies to send away and to buy people things and to pay people back?

on a sadder note that i didn’t write about the other day, i had a dream about gina. malacarne. i don’t remember much except her having to get a card out (credit card?) and she threw it at a guy across the counter from us. i leaned over to her and whispered that she shouldn’t do that. she made this little noise that was her i-don’t-care-noise. it was sometimes mistaken for frustration by other people and therefore, in the dream, i think she would’ve gotten away with it.

i wonder if she thinks about me?.. is that selfish?

~debbi