Fail
"What's that other guy's name from Road to El Dorato?"
-Monique
4 weeks? Seriously?
Wow, and Car even nudged me.
Um, so nothing to say really. Had to give back my cats a week after I got them and bawled my fucking eyes out for about an hour but then I had work so I tried to forget it happened. Except the fucking OHS decided to bring them back to my work! So now I see them every day and ... it's frustrating because my mom still complains that there's hair left from them or something? And the reason I had to give them back was because my mom couldn't breathe with them in the house and she actually ended up having to go on these pills to help her.
Yer, besides that, work has officially fucked me over because the 2 keyholders quit and now it's just Matt and I, so I'm pretty much going to be working 7 days a week soon. I work for 6 days next week because the one keyholder who's last day is next Friday decided she didn't feel like working Monday and I was suppose to have the day off, so now I have to go in for 5 hours and close the store, even though I'm working Friday night for 10 hours, Saturday night for 10 hours and 11 hours Sunday open to close. Matt said I could come in for 5 hours instead of 10 on another day to make up for it, but I'm still only getting one day off.
That's alright though, he's gonna be thrown a curve ball when I tell him I'm leaving at the end of June to take the summer off. Which reminds me; I had to interview a girl on Wednesday and it was horrible! She came in, didn't introduce herself, dressed like a slob, gave iffy answers and made me lock my keys in the office! Oh, yeah, and because I was the only person with keys in that day, Monique had to climb through the ceiling and drop down in the office to open the door for me. I thought she killed herself because all I heard was THUMP and it went really quiet. Thankfully, she was alive and didn't hurt herself! I was amazed, not gonna lie.
//Oh, and I got into Mohawk
-Monique
4 weeks? Seriously?
Wow, and Car even nudged me.
Um, so nothing to say really. Had to give back my cats a week after I got them and bawled my fucking eyes out for about an hour but then I had work so I tried to forget it happened. Except the fucking OHS decided to bring them back to my work! So now I see them every day and ... it's frustrating because my mom still complains that there's hair left from them or something? And the reason I had to give them back was because my mom couldn't breathe with them in the house and she actually ended up having to go on these pills to help her.
Yer, besides that, work has officially fucked me over because the 2 keyholders quit and now it's just Matt and I, so I'm pretty much going to be working 7 days a week soon. I work for 6 days next week because the one keyholder who's last day is next Friday decided she didn't feel like working Monday and I was suppose to have the day off, so now I have to go in for 5 hours and close the store, even though I'm working Friday night for 10 hours, Saturday night for 10 hours and 11 hours Sunday open to close. Matt said I could come in for 5 hours instead of 10 on another day to make up for it, but I'm still only getting one day off.
That's alright though, he's gonna be thrown a curve ball when I tell him I'm leaving at the end of June to take the summer off. Which reminds me; I had to interview a girl on Wednesday and it was horrible! She came in, didn't introduce herself, dressed like a slob, gave iffy answers and made me lock my keys in the office! Oh, yeah, and because I was the only person with keys in that day, Monique had to climb through the ceiling and drop down in the office to open the door for me. I thought she killed herself because all I heard was THUMP and it went really quiet. Thankfully, she was alive and didn't hurt herself! I was amazed, not gonna lie.
//Oh, and I got into Mohawk