6 months
it's been 6 months since my last post...and it's been interesting. Not good...not at all really.
It started back in May. Work didn't get any better, and I ended up going to one of the managers one day and telling him I want off my team. Unfortunately...the next time I was supposed to work, I was sick. And then still sick. And then feeling a bit better, and then even worse. I ended up going to the hospital on memorial day weekend. Turns out, I had pneumonia...and pretty far developed. I was on 3 different medications for a week, but fortunately didn't need to be put in the hospital overnight.
Was back at work a bit later, and my Team Lead had lightened up alot in the 3+ weeks I was out. Ultimately, it didn't make a difference. I put up with a regular <15 hour week schedule, barely making enough to live off of. The Music/movies/books lady that I work with, Kim, started missing work. Her mom was sick, and she left for a few weeks to be with her. Then she was back...and a while later found out her dad has cancer, so she left for a few more weeks. Every time she left, I got her hours. I was still being treated like crap, but I was getting a few hours.
I was desperate for hours to the point where I was actively hoping her dad might take a turn for the worse. I can't live my life like that...so I talked to her about putting in my 2 weeks notice, and I basically decided to wait until my parents left to make a decision (which would be next week). Anyways, that didn't happen...Kim was gone again, they gave me her work...but only 20 hours out of the roughly 40 I needed. I was fed up, and put in my 2 weeks notice on the spot. This was last monday, so Friday is my last day. Originally I didn't have anything else lined up...but I decided I would rather chance starving in the street than continue hating myself and being desperate for money anyways.
Short story, I now have a job at Best Buy, doing basically the same thing, only not at 4 am, not for 12 hours a week, and for more money. It should be a good temporary solution...while I look for a real job where I can make some real money. I should start in a week or so. I'm actually kind of excited about it. Compared to what's been going on at Target, it's hard to imagine anywhere else being any worse.
Still no real love life so to speak of...no real dates. Hung out with an ex from high school a few times...it was an interesting experience. First time I had a blast...went to a nice, quiet bar and had a few drinks (not enough to get drunk) and ended up driving around for a long time, just talking. The 2nd time, We were supposed to go bowling and grab a bite...but neither one of those happened. She was loud...kept cranking up the music so we couldn't talk, ended up drinking alot, went to a gay Karaoke bar.
It's been a terrible year all in all...and I'm just hoping I can manage to get something worthwhile out of it.
It started back in May. Work didn't get any better, and I ended up going to one of the managers one day and telling him I want off my team. Unfortunately...the next time I was supposed to work, I was sick. And then still sick. And then feeling a bit better, and then even worse. I ended up going to the hospital on memorial day weekend. Turns out, I had pneumonia...and pretty far developed. I was on 3 different medications for a week, but fortunately didn't need to be put in the hospital overnight.
Was back at work a bit later, and my Team Lead had lightened up alot in the 3+ weeks I was out. Ultimately, it didn't make a difference. I put up with a regular <15 hour week schedule, barely making enough to live off of. The Music/movies/books lady that I work with, Kim, started missing work. Her mom was sick, and she left for a few weeks to be with her. Then she was back...and a while later found out her dad has cancer, so she left for a few more weeks. Every time she left, I got her hours. I was still being treated like crap, but I was getting a few hours.
I was desperate for hours to the point where I was actively hoping her dad might take a turn for the worse. I can't live my life like that...so I talked to her about putting in my 2 weeks notice, and I basically decided to wait until my parents left to make a decision (which would be next week). Anyways, that didn't happen...Kim was gone again, they gave me her work...but only 20 hours out of the roughly 40 I needed. I was fed up, and put in my 2 weeks notice on the spot. This was last monday, so Friday is my last day. Originally I didn't have anything else lined up...but I decided I would rather chance starving in the street than continue hating myself and being desperate for money anyways.
Short story, I now have a job at Best Buy, doing basically the same thing, only not at 4 am, not for 12 hours a week, and for more money. It should be a good temporary solution...while I look for a real job where I can make some real money. I should start in a week or so. I'm actually kind of excited about it. Compared to what's been going on at Target, it's hard to imagine anywhere else being any worse.
Still no real love life so to speak of...no real dates. Hung out with an ex from high school a few times...it was an interesting experience. First time I had a blast...went to a nice, quiet bar and had a few drinks (not enough to get drunk) and ended up driving around for a long time, just talking. The 2nd time, We were supposed to go bowling and grab a bite...but neither one of those happened. She was loud...kept cranking up the music so we couldn't talk, ended up drinking alot, went to a gay Karaoke bar.
It's been a terrible year all in all...and I'm just hoping I can manage to get something worthwhile out of it.