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I love that fact that I saw people outside in shorts and sleeveless shirts yesterday. Florida Christmasses rock.
So the latest on the job fiasco:
Fanitsa called me at llam in Christmas Eve (I get the sneaking suspicion she was hoping to left a message) to say that she just wanted to 'drop it' she didn't want any hard feelings between her, Barbara and I, she wanted me to have a Merry Christmas, to drop off the key 'when I have the time' and to call her when I get back in town about working this summer.
I said I'd let her know, but I'm not sure I will. Fanitsa will never fire Barbara, and Barbara will never stop causing problems because she thinks she knows better than Fanitsa how to run her shop. And I'm not cool with taking the blame for that again.
Especially since I would not have been the shop at all that day if I hadn't been doing Barbara a favor. I'm just glad it's over, because I felt like absolute shit over it for the rest of the week.
But Christmas Eve was good, saw family-like people, ate too much had fun, went to Midnight Mass, and then had to wrap a bunch of presents I hadn't gotten around to before morning. Mom stood outside my door the whole time, "Are you done yet? I need the tape!"
Christmas was fun but we were all exhausted. I fell asleep on the love seat with my feet up in the air. And Chad got THE WORST SHIRT I HAVE EVER SEEN from Aunt Julie. It's striped and massively tacky and Mom bursts into gales of laughter whenever she sees it. It makes the old lady cardigan she gave me look downright thoughtful.
Hope everyone else is doing well and having fun. Now I'm off to brave the return aisle.
So the latest on the job fiasco:
Fanitsa called me at llam in Christmas Eve (I get the sneaking suspicion she was hoping to left a message) to say that she just wanted to 'drop it' she didn't want any hard feelings between her, Barbara and I, she wanted me to have a Merry Christmas, to drop off the key 'when I have the time' and to call her when I get back in town about working this summer.
I said I'd let her know, but I'm not sure I will. Fanitsa will never fire Barbara, and Barbara will never stop causing problems because she thinks she knows better than Fanitsa how to run her shop. And I'm not cool with taking the blame for that again.
Especially since I would not have been the shop at all that day if I hadn't been doing Barbara a favor. I'm just glad it's over, because I felt like absolute shit over it for the rest of the week.
But Christmas Eve was good, saw family-like people, ate too much had fun, went to Midnight Mass, and then had to wrap a bunch of presents I hadn't gotten around to before morning. Mom stood outside my door the whole time, "Are you done yet? I need the tape!"
Christmas was fun but we were all exhausted. I fell asleep on the love seat with my feet up in the air. And Chad got THE WORST SHIRT I HAVE EVER SEEN from Aunt Julie. It's striped and massively tacky and Mom bursts into gales of laughter whenever she sees it. It makes the old lady cardigan she gave me look downright thoughtful.
Hope everyone else is doing well and having fun. Now I'm off to brave the return aisle.