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Its been a little crazy since I got back from vacation... work and home... so I guess I'll go over as much as I can
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Still haven't found a fourth manager, and the other Co is thinking about quitting as soon as we get another one hired, which will leave us with three again... On top of that half the staff is leaving or looking for another job so they can leave... and we're already shorthanded. Then add in the fact that our GM is the only one that can do any of the hiring and shes on vacation this week, with only one new person starting next week... we need about 5 or 6 regular associates... and I still don't have a freaking truck or merchandising specialist to train.
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The vacation put us in the hole... bills took up all my check because my raise still hasn't gone through... but my DM swears it'll be on this check with the retro pay from the last two checks it should have been on. Not holding my breath for it, but I'll be pissed if it isn't... really need the extra money.
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My father-in-law finally got engaged to his girlfriend... thought it was going to be the same as before since shes been living with us for months now... I was wrong... anything of ours that wont fit in our room is getting crammed into storage.. without even freaking telling us about it first. Walked outside today to her loading up the 40gal aquarium chris got me for my birthday before he left for boot because she refuses to set it up since it splashes on the wall, and my black coffee table because well, nothing else in the house is black so it just doesn't match. I have to start keeping my cat's litter box in my room because she has to have a room for her grand kid's to stay in and shes not going to have that in there. I'm already exhausted, frustrated, and stressed out... this is not helping. As it is, I already moved two of my snakes into our room, which meant packing up a bunch of my books so I could fit the 2-10 gallons onto the bookshelf. I'm starting to feel crowded and pissed about her bitch about one of my animals all the time... one of the outside dogs chew... easy solution... stop leaving the fucking kid toys all over the back yard. cat is clawing at the carpet trying to get out of the room... he fucking wants to run around and can't because after 3 (10 months for my father-in-law)months of living with him fine they both decide they're fucking allergic.
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I am getting to just wanting my own place again... but we can't afford it... we'd have to rent a house with the animals, and until Davey gets a job that's not even an option...
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Still haven't found a fourth manager, and the other Co is thinking about quitting as soon as we get another one hired, which will leave us with three again... On top of that half the staff is leaving or looking for another job so they can leave... and we're already shorthanded. Then add in the fact that our GM is the only one that can do any of the hiring and shes on vacation this week, with only one new person starting next week... we need about 5 or 6 regular associates... and I still don't have a freaking truck or merchandising specialist to train.
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The vacation put us in the hole... bills took up all my check because my raise still hasn't gone through... but my DM swears it'll be on this check with the retro pay from the last two checks it should have been on. Not holding my breath for it, but I'll be pissed if it isn't... really need the extra money.
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My father-in-law finally got engaged to his girlfriend... thought it was going to be the same as before since shes been living with us for months now... I was wrong... anything of ours that wont fit in our room is getting crammed into storage.. without even freaking telling us about it first. Walked outside today to her loading up the 40gal aquarium chris got me for my birthday before he left for boot because she refuses to set it up since it splashes on the wall, and my black coffee table because well, nothing else in the house is black so it just doesn't match. I have to start keeping my cat's litter box in my room because she has to have a room for her grand kid's to stay in and shes not going to have that in there. I'm already exhausted, frustrated, and stressed out... this is not helping. As it is, I already moved two of my snakes into our room, which meant packing up a bunch of my books so I could fit the 2-10 gallons onto the bookshelf. I'm starting to feel crowded and pissed about her bitch about one of my animals all the time... one of the outside dogs chew... easy solution... stop leaving the fucking kid toys all over the back yard. cat is clawing at the carpet trying to get out of the room... he fucking wants to run around and can't because after 3 (10 months for my father-in-law)months of living with him fine they both decide they're fucking allergic.
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I am getting to just wanting my own place again... but we can't afford it... we'd have to rent a house with the animals, and until Davey gets a job that's not even an option...