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[yangarra]

Work blew this week. What a horrible intro to corporate America. One manager walked off her shift on Wednesday, and therefore got fired when she came in on Thursday. Then today, at 4:00 on a fucking Friday afternoon Richard (the hospital production manager) got fired too. I have no idea why. I kind of stayed clear just because I've only been there for 3 months. All of the other managers were crying and it was just awful. I had to remove myself from the situation. Poor Richard. Jan, the first manager, was total high maintenance negative energy, and that's what you get when you walk out on your job. But even though I've only known Richard for a short time, I cannot see any reason to get rid of him. It seriously made me feel sick. ugh. Maybe it's good that I'll be away from all that in my little Einstein's bubble. But then again, if the store doesn't do well, I've just seen that they don't hesitate to throw people on the street. Man. Shudder.

Tomorrow Dan and I are going to St. Louis for the first of two wedding receptions for his brother, Mike, and Mike's wife Robyn. The second one is here next Saturday. I don't feel like driving in the car for 5 hours. Dan's parents are awesome though and said they would pay for our hotel room. Very unexpected, but awfully nice of them. Hopefully the night will go okay. I might have to start out with a nice little shot of Jager. The whole thing might be easier then. Hee-hee.

I'm off to pack my bag for tomorrow and get to bed. I'm pooped. And I can't stop thinking about Richard. :(