This one is short
Well, I actually get to update this morning... Unless someone calls me here... >_> Yesterday was pretty good for the most part, once I got past speeding through the morning to get to class it wasn't that bad. In class We basically just worked on exercises all day, and I sent a ton of e-mails to Lesa since she had the day off. I got one of the my exercises done in 5 min, it was just too easy... >_> The other one I'm going to finish up today in a couple minutes, just got to slap some code in there and I'm good to go.
I had plenty of time to get ready for work today, which was nice. I got something to eat and I got dressed, and then I left for work. Work was pretty boring, and nothing excited happened at all. Really...! I just did some processing and some other miscellaneous work, took care of customers and everything. Dave was staying late, again, to prepare for when Mitch, our regional manager, was coming to inspect the store. So, I just cleaned up the place and Dave let me get out of there.
I talked to Lesa for the rest of the night, and I have to honestly say I feel pretty bad about it. She kept saying things like I'm just trying to get rid of her to play the game, or I don't want to talk to her and things like that. Yeah, she was joking around, but how much does she thinks that's true. It just bothers me that she would think that, even though I would tell her that's not the case and that I want to talk to her, throughout the entire day. *sigh* Maybe I'm over reacting, as usual, but I don't want her to think I want to play a game or some other dumb shit when I could be talking to her. I don't really know, I just wasn't in the joking mood, and now I feel bad about everything.
I had plenty of time to get ready for work today, which was nice. I got something to eat and I got dressed, and then I left for work. Work was pretty boring, and nothing excited happened at all. Really...! I just did some processing and some other miscellaneous work, took care of customers and everything. Dave was staying late, again, to prepare for when Mitch, our regional manager, was coming to inspect the store. So, I just cleaned up the place and Dave let me get out of there.
I talked to Lesa for the rest of the night, and I have to honestly say I feel pretty bad about it. She kept saying things like I'm just trying to get rid of her to play the game, or I don't want to talk to her and things like that. Yeah, she was joking around, but how much does she thinks that's true. It just bothers me that she would think that, even though I would tell her that's not the case and that I want to talk to her, throughout the entire day. *sigh* Maybe I'm over reacting, as usual, but I don't want her to think I want to play a game or some other dumb shit when I could be talking to her. I don't really know, I just wasn't in the joking mood, and now I feel bad about everything.