ohhhhh man
So I had this dream. Me and Rob and Laine were on the subway together, and we were getting off the train, when I dropped my phone. (Why was it in my hand? you can't use a cell phone on the subway, amber) Naturally, my phone falls into the gap between the train and the platform and is lost forever. SHIT. This would be bad already, but in the dream this happens to be the day I am going to London (Ontario, not England). This is a city I have NO IDEA how to get around, and now I don't even have a cell phone I can call someone with who does know. But I go anyways, because I clearly lack any form of common sense. So I'm waiting for this city bus in London, and it's coming towards us when I realize OH CRAP, I can't use my Toronto bus pass here! I manage to dig out the change and get on the bus without incident where I finally realize the other huge problem, I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHERE I AM SUPPOSED TO GET OFF THIS BUS. Apparently my dream self has no idea how to make a plan. But, SOMEHOW, before it becomes an issue, and despite not being able to drive, my mom shows up on the bus. In London. Which is an hour away from her home in STRATFORD. How did she know what bus I was on? So she helps me find the stop we're looking for, and we go into the store we apparently came here to go to. And we're looking for buttons. BUTTONS. ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS I TRAVELED THREE HOURS FROM TORONTO TO LONDON TO GET FUCKING BUTTONS FROM THIS WEIRD CRAFT STORE? AND, as it turns out, THIS STORE DOES NOT EVEN SELL BUTTONS. WHAT THE HELL?! and this whole time I'm trying to subtly hint to my mom that she should buy me a new phone, but she is totally not getting the hint. Needless to say, when I woke up I was extremely happy to find my phone on my bedside table, completely undamaged.
In other news, today I have my six month evaluation at work. I don't know whether I should bother being nervous about it. Because, like, Greg doesn't know me. All he has to go on are Gabriella's notes, and she only ever says good things about me. Hopefully he's not going to ask me a bunch of hard questions. Maybe I should read over those sheets Gabriella gave me about...I forget what they're about. I am certainly not winning employee of the month....
But, yay, my probation period is finally up I can start picking up extra hours if there's any available (which there won't be, because that would be too easy. I need a second job. Boo.) BUT THE POINT IS, I now pretty much can't be fired. Yay for unions \o/
In other news, today I have my six month evaluation at work. I don't know whether I should bother being nervous about it. Because, like, Greg doesn't know me. All he has to go on are Gabriella's notes, and she only ever says good things about me. Hopefully he's not going to ask me a bunch of hard questions. Maybe I should read over those sheets Gabriella gave me about...I forget what they're about. I am certainly not winning employee of the month....
But, yay, my probation period is finally up I can start picking up extra hours if there's any available (which there won't be, because that would be too easy. I need a second job. Boo.) BUT THE POINT IS, I now pretty much can't be fired. Yay for unions \o/