i have the plague
i didn't work yesterday
and i had to call in sick today
because i've spent the past 24 hours running to the bathroom, for various reasons, every half hour.
which means i had three days off this week, which is weird and scary for me.
dave doesn't have me working at the bar next week because he is trying out some new girls, and all that says to me is "danger! danger! losing your job!"
perhaps ir's not that dramatic, because as far as i know he is rather fond of me. but it does mean at least $300 less next week than i'm used to. combined with my loss of 8 hours at starbucks this weekend, it's got me feeling antsy.
it's not like i'm going to lose everything. i've got a nifty little sum tucked away for emergencies (really, for travel) but i hate it when i'm not actively adding to that. not to mention the fact that i spent well over $600 on x-mas and new years so the number dropped radically in just two weeks. it makes me nervous.
so i've been looking for new jobs, but i don't want to let dave on to the fact that i'm looking for a new bar, and he's really the only person who can act as a reference for me in nyc.
i also applied to second stage theatre.
i feel like i made my decision to stay, and suddenly the two main reasons i had to stay kind of slipped out from under me. i know it's a right now thing, and by next week it will probably be better...but...still...
i need a hug, but i haven't eaten in 24 hours (well, i tried, but it didn't work) and don't have the energy to move out of my bed, let alone find someone to hug.
at least schmitty called and texted a few times, so i know he's a little less irked with me.
and i had to call in sick today
because i've spent the past 24 hours running to the bathroom, for various reasons, every half hour.
which means i had three days off this week, which is weird and scary for me.
dave doesn't have me working at the bar next week because he is trying out some new girls, and all that says to me is "danger! danger! losing your job!"
perhaps ir's not that dramatic, because as far as i know he is rather fond of me. but it does mean at least $300 less next week than i'm used to. combined with my loss of 8 hours at starbucks this weekend, it's got me feeling antsy.
it's not like i'm going to lose everything. i've got a nifty little sum tucked away for emergencies (really, for travel) but i hate it when i'm not actively adding to that. not to mention the fact that i spent well over $600 on x-mas and new years so the number dropped radically in just two weeks. it makes me nervous.
so i've been looking for new jobs, but i don't want to let dave on to the fact that i'm looking for a new bar, and he's really the only person who can act as a reference for me in nyc.
i also applied to second stage theatre.
i feel like i made my decision to stay, and suddenly the two main reasons i had to stay kind of slipped out from under me. i know it's a right now thing, and by next week it will probably be better...but...still...
i need a hug, but i haven't eaten in 24 hours (well, i tried, but it didn't work) and don't have the energy to move out of my bed, let alone find someone to hug.
at least schmitty called and texted a few times, so i know he's a little less irked with me.