This ain't a scene, it's an arms race
I've been feeling a bit loquacious lately with my writing (look folks, Kortnee used a big word! I R smart!). Couldn't tell you why though. Well, maybe I can in part. For a time, it really bugged me that certain people had access to my various online journals. It made me feel uncomfortable to write about anything. But the I came to a conclusion. I'm cool with most of the important people in my life. The people I'm still not cool with, after however many months the coolness factor ended, I'm probably never going to be on cool with again. It sucks, in a way, but, you know, whatever. I came to the realization I really just don't care anymore. If people don't like reading what I write or what I have to say, they can either deal with it since this is my journal and it is my right to say whatever I want here, or stop reading. There is no in between.
Regardless of the stress I've been under for the past couple of weeks, I've had some really good days within the past week. Wednesday was Jason and I's anniversary of sorts. It's hard to believe it was a year ago when the shit hit the fan. Thursday was game, which was awesome in itself and I got some awesome news. Friday, it was a girls night with Rachel and Sadie. Unfortunately, we went to see Resident Evil: Extinction.
If saying "unfortunately" doesn't cover my feelings towards the movie, I don't know what it. It wasn't bad as a stand alone zombie movie. But in comparison to two prior movies...yeah, no. Just, no. I wouldn't mind having my $8.50 back. So, as a tip for you all, just wait until it comes out on video.
What's the awesome news from Thursday, you ask? I'll tell you what the awesome news from Thursday was.
I called my dad before game was called to give him an ETA on when I would be home and to check on Robbie (cause, ya know, that's what a concerned parent does) We chatted for a minute and, as I was about to get off the phone, dad says, "Oh! I have something to tell you."
Apparently, dad was talking to one of the front end managers, Eric, at Sam's about me, how I have my application in the computer, my days of availability I want (off on Friday's, closing shift on Saturday's) and the different areas I worked when I was working up there. Eric thought about it for a minute and said, "You know, someone just quit that was in the tire shop and now ne of the guys who works in the shop is pretty much always in the store selling tires. They're really short handed. Have her talk to John about getting her old job back out there."
!!!!!!!SQUEE!!!!!!!!
I need to either call up there and talk to him or make the trip up there to do it. Dad has mentioned the idea to John and said that John seems interested. I just need to make the effort to express interest myself to show I really am interested.
The best thing about this is, Sam's redid the pay scales after I got fucked over with my job there, so now working in tires, even as just a sales person, is considered a specialized field. Somehow, I've managed to retain the information about tires in the two years I've been out of work, so I will need very little training. What training I will need is mostly due to the ever changing policies at Sam's and Wal-Mart. Plus, I also know how to work in the shop. I can balance tires, mount them, know the various ways to rotate them, ect. When there was only one guy in the shop, if I wasn't busy in the store, I was out in the shop helping out. Considering all of that, the likelihood of me starting out at an hourly rate close to, if not more, than what I was making when I lost my job is a very strong possibility.
Again.
SQUEE!!!!
So, yes, I'm happy. :)
Regardless of the stress I've been under for the past couple of weeks, I've had some really good days within the past week. Wednesday was Jason and I's anniversary of sorts. It's hard to believe it was a year ago when the shit hit the fan. Thursday was game, which was awesome in itself and I got some awesome news. Friday, it was a girls night with Rachel and Sadie. Unfortunately, we went to see Resident Evil: Extinction.
If saying "unfortunately" doesn't cover my feelings towards the movie, I don't know what it. It wasn't bad as a stand alone zombie movie. But in comparison to two prior movies...yeah, no. Just, no. I wouldn't mind having my $8.50 back. So, as a tip for you all, just wait until it comes out on video.
What's the awesome news from Thursday, you ask? I'll tell you what the awesome news from Thursday was.
I called my dad before game was called to give him an ETA on when I would be home and to check on Robbie (cause, ya know, that's what a concerned parent does) We chatted for a minute and, as I was about to get off the phone, dad says, "Oh! I have something to tell you."
Apparently, dad was talking to one of the front end managers, Eric, at Sam's about me, how I have my application in the computer, my days of availability I want (off on Friday's, closing shift on Saturday's) and the different areas I worked when I was working up there. Eric thought about it for a minute and said, "You know, someone just quit that was in the tire shop and now ne of the guys who works in the shop is pretty much always in the store selling tires. They're really short handed. Have her talk to John about getting her old job back out there."
!!!!!!!SQUEE!!!!!!!!
I need to either call up there and talk to him or make the trip up there to do it. Dad has mentioned the idea to John and said that John seems interested. I just need to make the effort to express interest myself to show I really am interested.
The best thing about this is, Sam's redid the pay scales after I got fucked over with my job there, so now working in tires, even as just a sales person, is considered a specialized field. Somehow, I've managed to retain the information about tires in the two years I've been out of work, so I will need very little training. What training I will need is mostly due to the ever changing policies at Sam's and Wal-Mart. Plus, I also know how to work in the shop. I can balance tires, mount them, know the various ways to rotate them, ect. When there was only one guy in the shop, if I wasn't busy in the store, I was out in the shop helping out. Considering all of that, the likelihood of me starting out at an hourly rate close to, if not more, than what I was making when I lost my job is a very strong possibility.
Again.
SQUEE!!!!
So, yes, I'm happy. :)