Monday is a Glorious Day
To anyone who is reading this,
Today's Monday and it's a very good day for me. No! Not very good--unbefuckinglivable! It all started with me going to the Employment Store, the temp agency that got me the housekeeping job. Turns out I'm not the only one who's wanting to scrub a Porcelain god for cash. Three other people were there as well and we all had to take this long multiple choice question test that required a lot of concentration. Which I'm not good with at all these days.
But anyway, me and this other chick were bumming answers off one another (don't boo or laugh--it was allowed) and it was good thing because she didn't know some answers and neither did I. In other words, we're gonna make great housekeepers. Then I went to the Environmental Action office to pick up my very first paycheck. It was only worth $24.11, but that's a little money in my pocket, you know. And know this: I was so broke that, when I got that paycheck, all I did was stare at it. I'm serious. That was all I did until I realize I looked creepy and put it the glove compartment of my roomie Gaby's car.
Then I had to go get my physical, which didn't take very long. All the doc did was check my weight (which is 206 instead of 220--shut up! I don't like I'm 206, I swear to you), my hearing and gave me some shots. Then my roomie and I went to the ESL Credit Union so I could open up a checking and savings account and I'll be damned if I couldn't because of my old Bank One account back home (it's a long story, but it involves me having to pay an overdraft fee that will be in their system for five years). So I had to sign over my check to Gaby so I could have some money in my wallet. Then we went to McDonald's, where I got some nastyass Powerade that tasted like blue Sweet Tarts, went home, and while Gaby went upstairs to nap, I called the fucking Bank One hotline to see what the fuck is going on. Turns out they have to send me some letter, saying that I paid this, that, and the other and thus am allowed to get bank accounts.
But you know what makes this day even better? The fact that I found two cool Mike Palin icons and gained a new fan of my writing (Thanks for your love, opiate_assassin!!).
Later days and good night.