Falling Apart
I've never lived on my own. I've never had a place of my own, or lived out with friends. I've not been away from my family for so long that I felt detached. I've been away from them for more than a month. I'm on my fifth week.
I have totally been falling apart. I spent my last bulk of money on gas. I put it in my car to take my friend to a job interview that he passed. He goes in for the second interview Monday. A Jr Executive with a marketing firm, if I remember correctly.
Well I put in my application at McDonald's. Took a few days to hear back, and then I didn't say anything back because I had a chance with Chili's. That turned out to be bunk. They had already hired in someone before me, so I didn't have a chance.
Well I went back in today and filled out more information for McDonald's. While sitting there, for about forty minutes, I watched them run around, working station to station as if there was no design. Only chaos. I was at first giving myself into the fact that it would be my job. But the longer I was stuck waiting, the more I didn't want to work there. I hated the thought. I told the manager, who was busy taking orders I'd call back. Leaving their parking lot, I went over to the Homeland grocery store in the shopping center behind and picked up an application. I had planned on turning it in tomorrow morning.
I hooked my N64 up to the TV downstairs. I wanted to play some Jet Force Gemini with the surround system I have, kick back and relax. My phone was sitting upstairs, recharging. It had died earlier in the day. After playing for a while I decided to go back up to my room and poke around online for a bit. See what's going on. I had a call. I figured it to be McDonald's calling me back. I checked the voice mail left... nearly pissed myself. Chili's called me back.
The kitchen manager called me back and left a message. They wanted to hire me! I called back immediately of course, wanting to find out what was going on. He was the only manager I hadn't talked to, and he was the one that told me to come in and work.
Best part... I start tomorrow morning at 8! It's going to be interesting, but I'm so looking forward to it. I am. This is the break I've needed for a while now and since it's come, it's taken a lot of pressure off me. I'm happy. So, no more freaking out for a while. Least till things change drastically. I don't know how.
Ohh, and we were invaded by wasps.... like seriously. I killed one nest outside a sliding glass door window. There we about ten there. We killed about 12 in various other windows in the apartment... except for two. In these two windows, there were a little over twenty. They were huddled in the top corners, just standing there not really moving. That proved interesting. Raid just cut through them like nothing. So we killed about forty to forty-five. It made it interesting.
I have totally been falling apart. I spent my last bulk of money on gas. I put it in my car to take my friend to a job interview that he passed. He goes in for the second interview Monday. A Jr Executive with a marketing firm, if I remember correctly.
Well I put in my application at McDonald's. Took a few days to hear back, and then I didn't say anything back because I had a chance with Chili's. That turned out to be bunk. They had already hired in someone before me, so I didn't have a chance.
Well I went back in today and filled out more information for McDonald's. While sitting there, for about forty minutes, I watched them run around, working station to station as if there was no design. Only chaos. I was at first giving myself into the fact that it would be my job. But the longer I was stuck waiting, the more I didn't want to work there. I hated the thought. I told the manager, who was busy taking orders I'd call back. Leaving their parking lot, I went over to the Homeland grocery store in the shopping center behind and picked up an application. I had planned on turning it in tomorrow morning.
I hooked my N64 up to the TV downstairs. I wanted to play some Jet Force Gemini with the surround system I have, kick back and relax. My phone was sitting upstairs, recharging. It had died earlier in the day. After playing for a while I decided to go back up to my room and poke around online for a bit. See what's going on. I had a call. I figured it to be McDonald's calling me back. I checked the voice mail left... nearly pissed myself. Chili's called me back.
The kitchen manager called me back and left a message. They wanted to hire me! I called back immediately of course, wanting to find out what was going on. He was the only manager I hadn't talked to, and he was the one that told me to come in and work.
Best part... I start tomorrow morning at 8! It's going to be interesting, but I'm so looking forward to it. I am. This is the break I've needed for a while now and since it's come, it's taken a lot of pressure off me. I'm happy. So, no more freaking out for a while. Least till things change drastically. I don't know how.
Ohh, and we were invaded by wasps.... like seriously. I killed one nest outside a sliding glass door window. There we about ten there. We killed about 12 in various other windows in the apartment... except for two. In these two windows, there were a little over twenty. They were huddled in the top corners, just standing there not really moving. That proved interesting. Raid just cut through them like nothing. So we killed about forty to forty-five. It made it interesting.