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I haven't posted in a while. I rarely post in the first place, but I'ts been a while, even for me. Lots of shit has happened. And by lots, I mean fucking lots. I'll make it short, so here we go.
Missy got a new job. Some of you know this. Her bosses are douchebags, but it pays the bills and the like. Around the same time, I was promoted to Assistant Manager at my old Gamestop. I say old because I no longer work there. Refer below for further details.
Soon after this, Missy and I moved. We now rent a townhouse in the south hills of the Pittsburgh area. We have a nice couch and we live two doors down from our friend's Andrew and Brandi. This is the base recipe for awesome.
We did a freelance website for my old bosses sister and bought a big TV, a WII and a PS3. I enjoy them a lot. And by a lot, I mean a fucking lot. This is the icing on the cake of awesome.
Here is where things get interesting. Last weekend, I was promoted to Store Manager of a new store. This is both good and Bad. It isn't the Gamestop I'm comfortable and proficient with. I was actually moved up to take over this shit-ridden store that lost its manager to a fight with the new DM. The store is broken and there is a whole bunch of lingering drama. They expect me to fix it up. It looks like someone has stolen some of my awesome.
To further enhance the drama, this store's assistant manager became angry that the old manager left. He flipped out and walked out on me last week. This has now caused me to be alone in my managing of the new store. Last week I worked 65 hours. Tomorrow, I work 13 hours. This adds a negative modifier to my awesome.
I was about to start making a costume for the first time in around 3 years. I also spent way too much money on next-generation video game systems and games for said systems. Now, thanks to my double-edged promotion, I can partake of neither hobby. Oh misfortune. Why must you thieve my awesome.
In a few weeks, when I hire and train another Assistant manager, things will be back to awesome. I just need to get past these emo times. Emo emo emo.
So that's the news in Adamtown. See you next mission.
Missy got a new job. Some of you know this. Her bosses are douchebags, but it pays the bills and the like. Around the same time, I was promoted to Assistant Manager at my old Gamestop. I say old because I no longer work there. Refer below for further details.
Soon after this, Missy and I moved. We now rent a townhouse in the south hills of the Pittsburgh area. We have a nice couch and we live two doors down from our friend's Andrew and Brandi. This is the base recipe for awesome.
We did a freelance website for my old bosses sister and bought a big TV, a WII and a PS3. I enjoy them a lot. And by a lot, I mean a fucking lot. This is the icing on the cake of awesome.
Here is where things get interesting. Last weekend, I was promoted to Store Manager of a new store. This is both good and Bad. It isn't the Gamestop I'm comfortable and proficient with. I was actually moved up to take over this shit-ridden store that lost its manager to a fight with the new DM. The store is broken and there is a whole bunch of lingering drama. They expect me to fix it up. It looks like someone has stolen some of my awesome.
To further enhance the drama, this store's assistant manager became angry that the old manager left. He flipped out and walked out on me last week. This has now caused me to be alone in my managing of the new store. Last week I worked 65 hours. Tomorrow, I work 13 hours. This adds a negative modifier to my awesome.
I was about to start making a costume for the first time in around 3 years. I also spent way too much money on next-generation video game systems and games for said systems. Now, thanks to my double-edged promotion, I can partake of neither hobby. Oh misfortune. Why must you thieve my awesome.
In a few weeks, when I hire and train another Assistant manager, things will be back to awesome. I just need to get past these emo times. Emo emo emo.
So that's the news in Adamtown. See you next mission.