one of those days where no matter how much you do, you still don't make a dent
so i'm at work right now. i have 4 baths to do, one very thick furred dog.
dammit, people checking in. atleast these are the last ones.
and they were pretty nice and didnt stick around too long saying bye to their dogs.
but anyways, back to my rant.
i'm in a horrible mood. i have 4 baths. i'm not going to get home until around 1, i know it. then i have to be back at 3. and i have a shar pei to bath who DOES NOT like baths.
but dad and i were talking and i think i'm going to apply to the new mitsubishi dealership opening up down the road. atleast i'll be getting twice as many hours there as i am here. and i need something different. and something that pays more. go figure, i missed out on a family trip so i could get more hours and money for the holidays. hell, i worked all fricking days christmas and new years, got paid double, and still only made as much as i do every pay check. what kind of shit is that? and i got my insurance cancelled because nicole didnt send my bill in on time. so there goes that, now i have to apply all over again somewhere else and go thru all that shit. i've learned i like office work better anyways. and i dont mind people too much. but i need to talk to nicole because i'm not sure i can wait until april for a raise that isn't going to amount to much anyways. i know i need more hours but this just isn't the place to get hours. especially if we're only open 7 hours a day. if i was living on my own...well i wouldn't be because there's no way i can support myself. i'm only making about $600 a month. that's a whole month's rent if you find a cheap place. god this sucks. i love this place but i can't stay here with this kind of pay. and all i've sacrificed for this place too.
i need solace. i need my shelter. but he's at work and not usually in a good mood when he's there. especially after saturday. he's probably yelling at jon right now and things are tense with them and he doesnt want to hear from anyone who's complaining about their own problems. i need to work this out on my own anyways. if i'm going to be an adult i need to fucking act like a damn adult, not some kid still living at home.
i really want to go back to school too. just reading isn't challenging my brain enough. i need that interaction and that stimulation. and i'm not getting it. and i'm getting more depressed the more i think about it. and i'm never going to get a decent job with decent pay if i dont go back. i'm to the point now where i can settle with just about anything just to get me further. i can learn to like something.
don't mind me, all. its that time of the month. i'll be fine tonite as soon as i can go home.
dammit, people checking in. atleast these are the last ones.
and they were pretty nice and didnt stick around too long saying bye to their dogs.
but anyways, back to my rant.
i'm in a horrible mood. i have 4 baths. i'm not going to get home until around 1, i know it. then i have to be back at 3. and i have a shar pei to bath who DOES NOT like baths.
but dad and i were talking and i think i'm going to apply to the new mitsubishi dealership opening up down the road. atleast i'll be getting twice as many hours there as i am here. and i need something different. and something that pays more. go figure, i missed out on a family trip so i could get more hours and money for the holidays. hell, i worked all fricking days christmas and new years, got paid double, and still only made as much as i do every pay check. what kind of shit is that? and i got my insurance cancelled because nicole didnt send my bill in on time. so there goes that, now i have to apply all over again somewhere else and go thru all that shit. i've learned i like office work better anyways. and i dont mind people too much. but i need to talk to nicole because i'm not sure i can wait until april for a raise that isn't going to amount to much anyways. i know i need more hours but this just isn't the place to get hours. especially if we're only open 7 hours a day. if i was living on my own...well i wouldn't be because there's no way i can support myself. i'm only making about $600 a month. that's a whole month's rent if you find a cheap place. god this sucks. i love this place but i can't stay here with this kind of pay. and all i've sacrificed for this place too.
i need solace. i need my shelter. but he's at work and not usually in a good mood when he's there. especially after saturday. he's probably yelling at jon right now and things are tense with them and he doesnt want to hear from anyone who's complaining about their own problems. i need to work this out on my own anyways. if i'm going to be an adult i need to fucking act like a damn adult, not some kid still living at home.
i really want to go back to school too. just reading isn't challenging my brain enough. i need that interaction and that stimulation. and i'm not getting it. and i'm getting more depressed the more i think about it. and i'm never going to get a decent job with decent pay if i dont go back. i'm to the point now where i can settle with just about anything just to get me further. i can learn to like something.
don't mind me, all. its that time of the month. i'll be fine tonite as soon as i can go home.