Oct 16, 2006 22:23
i don't know what happened this weekend. i certainly didn't go out.
i think i worked late friday night, then saturday i was supposed to work from 10-5 at dr. generoisity, but dacve called while i was at work and i forgot to turn it back on, so i didn't call him back. he didn't hear from me friday night so he assumed i wasn't working saturday morning.
makes sence :-p
so, i hung out for a bit, went to the street fair on 8th ave (which reminded me of xiushui in nyc) then wandered around h&m and old navy. bought a new jacket for $47 (off from $80) because my sweaters can't hold off the cold anymore. it's a black trenchcoat, and i'm proud of myelf for not getting the white one (which i reall really really wanted)
went to starbucks at 6pm, had an intensely busy night. we made over $4300 that day, which is like, twice as much as what we make some days. i was home by 2pm
pam said she was going to sit down with me on friday and discuss my promotion. it's aknowledged that dwight and i are moving up, and they're starting to give us some of the responsibilities we'll be needing when we move up, which is nice.
had to be back to dr. generosity by 11am, and worked till 5. only made $60 in tips, and 7 new guests came in at the very end of my shift, so all of those tips went to jamie. poo bugs!
worked at starbucks yesterday from 6-1am, and i just barely got to work on time. jamie was showing me how to close my till at docs, and she showed me the wrong number as my final total, and the till was coming out horifically unbalanced, and iw as freaking the hell out because that is somethign you get fired over. for reals. i mean, if i make $100/shift in tips why would i steal $100 from the till? doesn't make sense.
break: puppy is trying to eat my phone. he has been very puppyish recently, very kitten like :)
got home at 2:30 yesterday, and was back at starbucks at 7:45 for two reasons. 1, i thought i had to be to work at 8am instead of 8:30am, and 2, because the trains are so schizophrenic. a trip can take an hour or more one day, and 35 minutes another. i don't get it.
went to the dentist again today. there's still a little infection at the bottom of the tooth so he cleaned it out again and put in a temp filling. i go back in thursday afternoon to finish it.
i'm freaked out about how much this is going to cost, but he seems like he's trying to be good and make it as cheap as he can (no superfluous novicaine or anything)
i feel tired and stressed and worried about money. and i'm still really concerned about bedbugs. there was a HUGE 2 full page story in the times yesterday and it brought all my paranoia back in full force. i haven't had any bites, but that doesn't mean anything. i need to get a spare hundred dollars and buy a new futon frame. i don't want to get one online, because how do i know it's not going to come contaminated?
ugh.
i miss my boyfriend alot. i know i went 9 months in china and blah blah blah, but i was cheating because i had rene and such. now it's just 3 weeks without seeing him which makes me moody. it's a good thing i'm drinking vodka and playing with the girls tonite :)
so, now i'm going to put on plaid mini skirts and too much eye makeup and dance with tall girls.
work,
bartending,
money,
bedbugs,
schmitty,
flogging molly,
shopping,
dentist