Yay
Oooh, I'm an official 7-Eleven employee. Please hold your applause. It's a job that will come in handy until I get a car, then I'll be able to look for a real job instead of some craptastic temporary thing that's close enough to walk to. This is the part I hate about starting over.
My interview was at one so I left the house at 12:30...it was raining like a mofo, which would figure. I wore the raincoat my grandparents gave me for my birthday. It's only 4 sizes too big, but it beat the hell out of the umbrella my dad left for me. I have a thing against umbrellas, for some reason. o_0
My parents are acting like this 7-Eleven thing is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I've been congratulated a dozen times and my mom is "proud" of me. Well, yes, it's good that I was able to find a job quickly. However, I'm not exactly excitied and honored to call myself a professional 7-Eleven Cashier. It'll definitely do for now, though.
I have to call this number on the drug test form to find a nearby facility in order to pee in a cup before Tuesday. I'd love to say that I'm 100% sure it'll come back with good results, but I have been lovin' me some pills and weed lately. I'll have to make sure I don't fuck around till the test is overwith. Blargh.
On Saturday, I'm going out with the friend I mentioned (somewhere in a previous entry) from 7sinz. It'll be nice to get out. He got a sitter for his kiddo and we're going to a club. Should be fun. We'll see. I could use a night out of the house. Weeee!
My interview was at one so I left the house at 12:30...it was raining like a mofo, which would figure. I wore the raincoat my grandparents gave me for my birthday. It's only 4 sizes too big, but it beat the hell out of the umbrella my dad left for me. I have a thing against umbrellas, for some reason. o_0
My parents are acting like this 7-Eleven thing is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I've been congratulated a dozen times and my mom is "proud" of me. Well, yes, it's good that I was able to find a job quickly. However, I'm not exactly excitied and honored to call myself a professional 7-Eleven Cashier. It'll definitely do for now, though.
I have to call this number on the drug test form to find a nearby facility in order to pee in a cup before Tuesday. I'd love to say that I'm 100% sure it'll come back with good results, but I have been lovin' me some pills and weed lately. I'll have to make sure I don't fuck around till the test is overwith. Blargh.
On Saturday, I'm going out with the friend I mentioned (somewhere in a previous entry) from 7sinz. It'll be nice to get out. He got a sitter for his kiddo and we're going to a club. Should be fun. We'll see. I could use a night out of the house. Weeee!