update
A girl I work with is sick... so I've been having to work the last two mornings alone. I'm definately not a fan of knowing that all the kids are relying on me, but always in the big realm of things... it's really quite fun. Pip Squeek Wilbur has been my saving grace... and I love it.
The staff is going through some transitions, and I'm the only full-time-ish person in my club right now. A new girl started and she's beginning to ruin a lot of the hardwork that I've been working on within the school...it's ridiculously frustrating, but there's nothing to do but suck it up...and not let her walk over me. She asked me how long I've been doing my job, and I told her 8 years. I think she was expecting me to say a few months so she could feel more powerful than me.... but little does she know, Authority when working at our club means nothing. It's all about respect, and I've already got the respect of most of the kids... and I for them. So it works.... not to mention I love my job like nothing else.
I hope this is just a phase, and that we'll work things out. That's usually what happens. People who I don't like in the very beginning end up being the ones who I'm tightest with in the long run.
My brother is in Thailand today, and he called me yesterday to let me know he'll be home on May 10th. I'm really excited. I haven't seen him in over a year.
I'm going to take a nap now... before I head back to the club.
But before I do, I want to touch on the topic of c_mot dribbler that Jess wrote....
and in relation I want to say similiar things about Jess. Jess has graced my life with purpose, and she's a genuine person that's honest, trustworthy, and downright awesome. She's straight up, and even though the majority of our communication right now is through the internet, I continue to be effected by the words she rights... and i am glad that she trusts me enough to have me as a friend, and be able to read her words.
and my intention isn't to be taking anything away from C_mot, because I read and laugh, and related, and sympathize with much of what you write... I consider you my friend when I read your postings, and I have never met you, nor seen your face. The power of the internet, eh?
The staff is going through some transitions, and I'm the only full-time-ish person in my club right now. A new girl started and she's beginning to ruin a lot of the hardwork that I've been working on within the school...it's ridiculously frustrating, but there's nothing to do but suck it up...and not let her walk over me. She asked me how long I've been doing my job, and I told her 8 years. I think she was expecting me to say a few months so she could feel more powerful than me.... but little does she know, Authority when working at our club means nothing. It's all about respect, and I've already got the respect of most of the kids... and I for them. So it works.... not to mention I love my job like nothing else.
I hope this is just a phase, and that we'll work things out. That's usually what happens. People who I don't like in the very beginning end up being the ones who I'm tightest with in the long run.
My brother is in Thailand today, and he called me yesterday to let me know he'll be home on May 10th. I'm really excited. I haven't seen him in over a year.
I'm going to take a nap now... before I head back to the club.
But before I do, I want to touch on the topic of c_mot dribbler that Jess wrote....
and in relation I want to say similiar things about Jess. Jess has graced my life with purpose, and she's a genuine person that's honest, trustworthy, and downright awesome. She's straight up, and even though the majority of our communication right now is through the internet, I continue to be effected by the words she rights... and i am glad that she trusts me enough to have me as a friend, and be able to read her words.
and my intention isn't to be taking anything away from C_mot, because I read and laugh, and related, and sympathize with much of what you write... I consider you my friend when I read your postings, and I have never met you, nor seen your face. The power of the internet, eh?