Dinner and changed plans

Ember and Rah-Rah came over tonight. Ember had a rough day at work so they came over for dinner. All I supplied was the stove and the pans, but it was still good. We had spaghetti and garlic bread with Oreos for desert. Fun is being had by all. They’re looking at being reps for the girl party company. They could make some good money that way if they put some effort into it.

That’s pretty much it for today. I’ll let Ember detail her work thing if she wants to.

I talked to one of the other managers from my store today, she was just checking on me to see how I was doing. I said I was fine for now but I didn’t know how long that would go on once I came back to work. I told her about the anxiety and the ADHD. She told me that one of the upper managers went overnights for a week to take my place and he had some bad nights too, so it’s not just me. Of course it didn’t phase the big boss at all. Our evals are STILL not done, so our raises STILL haven’t gone into effect. I could have sworn they were due at the end of February or the beginning of March and we’re almost into April so what’s going on? I mean, I could have gotten the dates wrong but I asked about that in January and no one contradicted me. Really, how long does it take to write down how bad we suck?

I’ve got to find another job. I’m putting my resume up on Monster tomorrow and I may nose around at some of the local grocery stores and big box retailers and see if they have any assistant manager openings. I just have to find something for at least what I’m making now, I really can’t afford to take a pay cut.

Critter sent me a text saying the thing we had originally planned to do wasn’t going to work but we could do something else. We’ll get together on that later, it’s hard to make plans using text messages.

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ryn: PREACH it!!!!!!!! I grew up in a tiny farming community where the girls graduated in June and got married 2 weeks later. I did not. It was rumored that I was either “paculiar” or worse a Lesbian………..it never occured to these nice church going folk that maybe I just had standards and didn’t WANT to marry some uneducated Bubba, with poor table manners.

March 31, 2008

Good luck with the job hunt. RYN: My dad told me that if I can’t get Dave to wake up he will go over there himself and bang on the door/window/what have you until either Dave wakes up or he pisses off the neighbors enough to come help him wake Dave up. Either way it works for me, as long as I’m not the only one awake for it.