the two year itch
It seems that every two to three years, I start to get my "Disney Itch." I think this is also brought upon by the countless e-mails they send me.
The other day I received one from the WDW College Program, about an Alumni Program, but this is a different program from the ones they have had in the past. This time, you get to choose where you want to work (not location) but the field, even if you have no experience in it. Also, instead of getting your usual CP ID, you get some sort of maingate type pass that allows you to let up to 3 people in, at 6 different times from the months of May-August. I am seriously considering doing this.
Things at the job have been going ok. My boss and fellow co-workers seem to be getting pissy with me because I am the only one in the center hitting my weekly sales goal, thus causing the DM and and area manager to get on my manager and assistant managers asses. Sorry, I cannot help that sales has always come very easily with me, and I have always been in the top 10 no matter where I worked. This results in snotty side comments, and pretty much getting ignored all day, unless it is to be told to vaccuum. Bitches.
Moving day is coming. I cannot wait! My mother called me the other day to tell me that my Aunt Terri had called her concerned. My grandmothers birthday was the other day, and my Aunt Terri called her to wish her a good one. Well my grandma told her that I never talk to her, and that I keep inviting men into the house at all hours of the night. Both of these are untrue, I go to bed before my grandmother, and talked to her for more than 3 hours a day, I even sit and watch TV with her. My grandpa is just about as his wits end with her, and is really looking into hiring a home health aid.
Thats all for now. tootles.
The other day I received one from the WDW College Program, about an Alumni Program, but this is a different program from the ones they have had in the past. This time, you get to choose where you want to work (not location) but the field, even if you have no experience in it. Also, instead of getting your usual CP ID, you get some sort of maingate type pass that allows you to let up to 3 people in, at 6 different times from the months of May-August. I am seriously considering doing this.
Things at the job have been going ok. My boss and fellow co-workers seem to be getting pissy with me because I am the only one in the center hitting my weekly sales goal, thus causing the DM and and area manager to get on my manager and assistant managers asses. Sorry, I cannot help that sales has always come very easily with me, and I have always been in the top 10 no matter where I worked. This results in snotty side comments, and pretty much getting ignored all day, unless it is to be told to vaccuum. Bitches.
Moving day is coming. I cannot wait! My mother called me the other day to tell me that my Aunt Terri had called her concerned. My grandmothers birthday was the other day, and my Aunt Terri called her to wish her a good one. Well my grandma told her that I never talk to her, and that I keep inviting men into the house at all hours of the night. Both of these are untrue, I go to bed before my grandmother, and talked to her for more than 3 hours a day, I even sit and watch TV with her. My grandpa is just about as his wits end with her, and is really looking into hiring a home health aid.
Thats all for now. tootles.