If the time and opportunity arises, I like to think I’d make a pretty damn good manager. Of any group, facility, or company I become attached to.
At least I’ll know how to tactfully deal with people. I won’t start their day off with threatening their job because my main priority is school at the moment and not their company. Hello, isn’t what I told you in my initial interview? I’m currently a student and looking for part-time work. Yeah, I’m pretty sure I told you that when you hired me. It shouldn’t come as a shock when I change my availability to weekends only because, hey, my school workload increased from the time I first started to now…on top of that, I’m in my final year. So, yes, my school work load has increased because I have projects that require me showing what I’ve learned over my five years at the Academy.
It makes me sick to my stomach. It doesn’t help the last time I checked for my new schedule, I didn’t have anything scheduled for the following week. Fingers crossed that the new schedule simply isn’t out yet, but I’ve had weekends where I wasn’t scheduled before. Considering how many people have quit or are going to be taking an extended period of time off, I don’t get why they would try to get rid of me at this point. My current availability is only going to last for another month and a half roughly anyways. Ugh, whatever. If they want to get rid of me, I wish they would just tell me to my face and not leave me hanging to simply drop out of the system because, oh, they never got around to scheduling me.
Just plain bullshit.
I’m done complaining for right now. I’m sure the topic will come up again very soon…like tomorrow, if I discover I wasn’t schedule anywhere. Just freaking ridiculous.
There are few openings I’m going to apply to, and I really hope I get one of them. One of them has been a dream job for a long, long time, so fingers crossed. Plus, it would be a way better fit than where I currently work anyways. At least at one of the jobs I’m currently working. I actually just took a short reprieve from this posting to look at a few places to see if they were by chance hiring, and a few of them are, so guess what I’ll be doing over the next couple of days? Yes, sir, I’m going to be applying like a madwoman in the hopes of finding a new part-time job. Ish…job hunting for a Big Girl job is hassling enough…but to go through all of this for a part-time gig I may end up hating? Yeah…but I really don’t want to deal with the stress of “Am I getting scheduled next week? Did I get scheduled next week? Oh, now I need to hassle people for hours.”
I really want to be done with that sort of crap.
My semi decent plan is starting to fall apart here. I was supposed to graduate but hold on to both part-time jobs. Not lose two of them the instant I graduate.
“Look out, I’m driving again.”
The preemptive warning of our former first lady, Barbara Bush, when she got behind the wheel again at the age of 68.
I admire elderly people who hold on to the abilities and skills they held al their life. I hope to be that way when I reach my elderly years. Not being able to drive will kill me. Sometimes you just need to get in the car and drive away. Sometimes I just need to go for a walk along the lake, or stop at a bookstore, or grab a coffee, or just to get out on the road and feel the wind through the window while singing my lungs out to the music blaring my speakers. Sounds a little bit like a perfect summer afternoon, doesn’t it? While that is my goal for the summer here also, I hope to enjoy the summery moments well into my 80s, 90s, and hopefully make it past 100 without being too much of a vegetable.
I supposed our former first lady’s words could also be pointed in the direction of my sudden need to find my motivation and get back in the saddle. Not just with finding a job, but with my dating life. Things have escalated to an unspeakable level with Deagrok, and I’m scrambling to try to figure out why. What I said exactly that has pushed him over the edge like this. I’m not clear on what has happened and I’m directly involved in this mess. It doesn’t help that he won’t talk to me, so I can’t even try to pinpoint what I did/said to push him to this point. He now believes I viewed us to be a game. How far can I push him to believe I want something from him when I actually don’t. That’s not even the case!
I don’t know what I did!
Whoever said men go through PMS just like women do, I now believe it to be true. I mean, come on, the guy won’t even let me explain myself, let alone give me an opportunity to explain myself. There is so much more I could delve into with this topic, but I’m just going to stop myself. I don’t need this stressing me out more than it already is. What do I want? I want him to talk to me. If he wants to be pissed at me, fine. But let me know where the anger is coming from, and if I can take steps to right this, let me at least make an attempt.
Other than that, my dating life does not exist. I don’t have one, and it’s sort of sad. Then again, its one less thing to be attached to and distracted by. I can focus on finishing school, getting a Big Girl job, moving to a new place, being the best damn MOH possible this summer…all of it. At the same time, having someone’s hand to hold through all of hits would be nice.
One of my girlfriends may have to become a pseudo boyfriend over the summer. Like I said, sometimes you have to jump in your car and leave. I may need to do that more often than not this summer. We’ll see what happens in the next couple of weeks.
Once again, I’m a little late on getting you my inspirations for a Fabulous Friday, but not to worry. I have some pretty great ones headed your way if not by tonight, tomorrow in the early evening sometime. When the weekend’s basically over, you’re going to want something to inspire you for the upcoming new week ahead.
So, stay tuned for my Fabulous Friday finds and an update on the real occurrences of my weekend. Let’s just say VIP status, free beer and wine, and lots of free delicious food.
Need I say more? Oh yes, and I will in my next posting