work...work...work, its always about work

Jun 23, 2005 13:28

Other than moving and summer jobs, I think I've only actually quit 2 jobs. Pamida in high school. Well I quit in July after I graduated cause they were accusing me of lying when I took time off for my aunts funeral. And then Candlewood Suites when my manager told the whole staff I was in a Psyc ward for trying to kill myself. Good reasons for quitting I would say. So now here I am trying to find a reason to leave MEC. Its so hard because I don't want to just quit without having another job already, I have bills to pay. But Chris is on this firing war path and I'm afraid she'll throw me out the door next, if nothing else because of my "poor attitude." The sad thing is I've been being very outspoken and loud about how I really feel, not caring who I say things around hoping they will get back to Chris. I just hate that place so much but I can't afford to lose my job right now, but I want to. Crazy huh?? I don't know how much longer I can wait for the right job to come along, I am really on the verge of simplicity. But I'd be disappointing a lot of people doing that, including myself. FUCK!!!!!

I'm sick of going to places, applying for jobs online and mailing resumes to places. Just hire me already. I mean how sad is it when a place tells you you're over-qualified. I thought that only happened in movies.

I've started to consider other receptionist jobs just because I have the experience, but the hours suck. I want to have dinner with Tony at a normal hour, I don't want to be exhausted every night when I come home. AHHHHH!!!!!!!!

On a happier note, I sang in the shower today. Now I know that means absolutely nothing to anyone, but it was a really good feeling. I used to sing all the time. I was in choir for years, even a semester in college. I sang at my Aunt Lauras wedding. And the last time I sang in front of anyone, or even in general (that doesn't include christmas time) was at my grandma's funeral February of 2000. After that I just didn't want to sing anymore, it hurt too much. But today I just woke up feeling different and I was singing in the bathroom and shower. It was great. Of course its been a long time and I couldn't remember the words to many songs I loved to sing, but thats okay. It felt good.

Okay, I'm done. I'll go blow dry my hair and curl it so I can look cute for my honey!! GO PISTONS!!
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