Today's lovely events!
Okay, so there is me: Mary, then my ex: Roz, then her sister: Deirdre, their mum: Nancy and their grandmother: Ruth. That is for all reference checks XD
So... wake up, Nancy gets a call from one of her sons - and she was confused wondering why he was calling so early - turns out she forgot to set her alarm, so she was the original one to throw everyone's day off.
I jump up when my cell alarm goes off, gather the kittens from the garage so Nancy can leave and take a shower because I have work today. Get dressed, begrudgingly, and go have soy milk porridge with 'add-your-own-sugar' made by Deirdre (she is a 'no sugar' kind of person, because Ruth has type 2 diabetes). So, I added bunched of brown sugar, it was pretty good - but that's not the point.
We leave, late, so Roz gets to her work like, ten minutes late, but whatever, and we go to mine. I say good by to Deirdre, driving us, and enter. Don't see my name on the schedule, but I'm early, so I'd figure it out. My direct manager sees me and we both go up to the owner's office. I wait for my manager to leave, and then the owner, a family friend, tells me she has to fire me. The paperwork says lay off. So I'm like 'okay' and she tells me why, I go to argue but don't, whatever - she says she'll give me a good recomendation, so I was like 'okay - Thanks!' and really there are no hurt feelings, I think it might be for the best.
So, now I am rideless, and I go to 5th street library (True Value is between 2nd and 3rd, so I walked a good ways, and had to cross the huge street) go in and ask if I could have my card number, because I don't have my purse (hence why I was even walking) and they said no. So I'm screwed, and start walking again. About half-way to 6th street I remember I have a friend who lives on 7th, about halfway down, so I'll try there. By the time I get there my feet are all blistery because my shoes aren't as broken in as I originally thought.
Get there, and totally die. Have fun, get a book: Wonderland Wars or something, and having fun. Finally get a hold of Nancy at Beaumont Library, and she tells me the home number and that Deirdre cut her thumb. I was like 'what? How?!' And she said on a can. Not very descriptive.
So, I call home, and a groggy Deirdre picks it up. I tell her what's going on, and asked if she could pick me up when she gets time. She says it'll be a while, because her hand is still numb, a bit shocked I already knew she cut it. But, not to what degree. So, I hang back, talk to Stephanie and Vanessa, laugh at Vanessa playing bloody stick figure games and such, and then it's about five and Deirdre pulls up.
And her story. Remember Ruth? She has diabetes, right? Well she is also a picky eater, so a few days ago Deirdre said 'fine, I'll get baby food' and did. It's all toddler stuff. Well, the grandmother has been loving it, unknowingly, and stuff. While opening a can of toddler soup, the can lid got stuck - it was a pop-top. So she pulled hard, and SLASH! Blood gushing everywhere and bone visible, and muscles, whole nine yards. Well, Deirdre used to work as a nurse, so she was totally un-phased, and recounting the story as we laugh and she gets 'driver disdain' (It's Deirdre's terminology for Road Rage. I love her to death) and now I am home...
Then Nancy come in, we talk a bit, and she tells me she cut her thumb too! She was moving a pot and she got nicked cause it broke.
And then I find out I have a first interview at Subway. I'm thrilled. *Grins*
So... wake up, Nancy gets a call from one of her sons - and she was confused wondering why he was calling so early - turns out she forgot to set her alarm, so she was the original one to throw everyone's day off.
I jump up when my cell alarm goes off, gather the kittens from the garage so Nancy can leave and take a shower because I have work today. Get dressed, begrudgingly, and go have soy milk porridge with 'add-your-own-sugar' made by Deirdre (she is a 'no sugar' kind of person, because Ruth has type 2 diabetes). So, I added bunched of brown sugar, it was pretty good - but that's not the point.
We leave, late, so Roz gets to her work like, ten minutes late, but whatever, and we go to mine. I say good by to Deirdre, driving us, and enter. Don't see my name on the schedule, but I'm early, so I'd figure it out. My direct manager sees me and we both go up to the owner's office. I wait for my manager to leave, and then the owner, a family friend, tells me she has to fire me. The paperwork says lay off. So I'm like 'okay' and she tells me why, I go to argue but don't, whatever - she says she'll give me a good recomendation, so I was like 'okay - Thanks!' and really there are no hurt feelings, I think it might be for the best.
So, now I am rideless, and I go to 5th street library (True Value is between 2nd and 3rd, so I walked a good ways, and had to cross the huge street) go in and ask if I could have my card number, because I don't have my purse (hence why I was even walking) and they said no. So I'm screwed, and start walking again. About half-way to 6th street I remember I have a friend who lives on 7th, about halfway down, so I'll try there. By the time I get there my feet are all blistery because my shoes aren't as broken in as I originally thought.
Get there, and totally die. Have fun, get a book: Wonderland Wars or something, and having fun. Finally get a hold of Nancy at Beaumont Library, and she tells me the home number and that Deirdre cut her thumb. I was like 'what? How?!' And she said on a can. Not very descriptive.
So, I call home, and a groggy Deirdre picks it up. I tell her what's going on, and asked if she could pick me up when she gets time. She says it'll be a while, because her hand is still numb, a bit shocked I already knew she cut it. But, not to what degree. So, I hang back, talk to Stephanie and Vanessa, laugh at Vanessa playing bloody stick figure games and such, and then it's about five and Deirdre pulls up.
And her story. Remember Ruth? She has diabetes, right? Well she is also a picky eater, so a few days ago Deirdre said 'fine, I'll get baby food' and did. It's all toddler stuff. Well, the grandmother has been loving it, unknowingly, and stuff. While opening a can of toddler soup, the can lid got stuck - it was a pop-top. So she pulled hard, and SLASH! Blood gushing everywhere and bone visible, and muscles, whole nine yards. Well, Deirdre used to work as a nurse, so she was totally un-phased, and recounting the story as we laugh and she gets 'driver disdain' (It's Deirdre's terminology for Road Rage. I love her to death) and now I am home...
Then Nancy come in, we talk a bit, and she tells me she cut her thumb too! She was moving a pot and she got nicked cause it broke.
And then I find out I have a first interview at Subway. I'm thrilled. *Grins*