Domestic Geek

Well, the head manager is letting the thief stay on. The poor girl that he screwed out of hours was so upset when I talked to her today. I can't blame her. What really irks me is the head manager always complains about the thief and says he doesn't want him working there anymore and yet he's had two, count them ONE TWO, chances to get rid of the creep and yet he's still employed. I sooo don't get it.

On a bright note, school is going REALLY well. I can hardly wait for the computer classes, though. I'm seriously thinking about learning how to paint. I know I'd be good at it. My teacher was telling me about someplace downtown that offers painting lessons. After I find a job and move back to town, I'm going to do it.

I just got through reading "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone." Yeah, I'm behind the times. I actually borrowed that book from a friend last Christmas and I found it the other day and figured I'd better read it and return it before it gets packed. Good book. I wish I had the rest of them, but alas, I'll have to wait until I get $$$. I really wanted to make sure I read the book before I saw the DVD. It's one of my next Netflix choices.

Remember a while back when I wrote about the one manager that was cheating the female employee out of hours? Well, he was busted back to a driver to make room for the dude that was busted back from head manager at the other store. I guess on Monday he had been caught cancelling a couple of the orders he had delivered and pocketing the money. The dumbass was too stupid to pull the cancel tags off the printer and the manager saw them. Phone calls to those customers confirmed that the orders had been delivered and paid for. What a moron. He was fired on the spot. He said he did it because he felt he was getting screwed and he wasn't making enough money on the orders he was delivering. The girl that told me all of this was the same one who got her hours axed by this jerk. She was really pissed off about this: the head manager is considering taking him back because they're short-staffed. Tough shit, I say. Hire some other people. I know he's been stealing because the nightly cash reconcilliation has been off ALOT lately. The guy should've been fired for cheating the girl out of her hours and then he pulls this crap. Good riddance, I say. The sad thing is that I can't say squat because I really need to keep this job for a little while, at least. I can't wait for the day I walk out of that store for good.

I am getting sooooooo tired of bad stuff happening to me. My astrological prediction said something was in retrograde. I just know I am so freaking tired of all of the bad luck I seem to be having lately. Dummy me was in a fog yesterday thinking about all the money I need and the lack of a second job (my car is going to cost about $700 to get fixed) and I sped right through a school zone that was being patrolled my motorcycle cops. Yippee!! I was so mad at myself because I don't normally go that way for the exact reason that it is a monitored school zone. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

I went with Dad to get his new hearing aids yesterday. It was so cute how he had a smile from ear to ear about all of the "new" sounds he was hearing. Yay, Dad!!!

I was so not in the mood to work this morning. I ended up reading my school text instead of making dough, so I have to go back after school. I'm really not looking forward to that. The stupid owner wants me to make all this "test dough." The flour he wants tested is for the Utah store since there is no local supplier there to get the flour we use in Colorado. How about making the test dough in the store that will actually need to use it? Then he wants to switch from wet yeast to dry yeast. WHY??? Wet yeast is not expensive. The only problem lately has been that the stupid food service company he's trying to use has moldy yeast. I can hardly wait until I'm out of school and get a real job and tell them at the pizza place to F*** themselves.

It's cold today. Of course, dummy me left my jacket in the trunk of my car. I'm either going to gave to get a new one or wear my winter coat.

OK, well, I guess I should get back to class and stop griping. *sigh*

Current mood: depressed
Why does everything bad happen to a person all at once and at the times when one is less prepared to deal with them? Since I quit working at the one store because of that bonehead the owner made manager, I still haven't found a second job, so I have no money. Then I had a tooth abcess, and I had to borrow money from dad to get it pulled. Now the brakes on my car died (I've got metal grinding). I can't get a new car because I don't have income and I need to find out if the mechanic I go to will take payments so I don't kill myself driving to town. Wheeee!

To make matters worse, I found a puppy by the railroad tracks a week ago Friday. I spent a couple of hours that night trying to find someone looking for a dog and we put up a sign at the post office the very next morning. Marcus got attached right away. I stayed detached until about Tuesday night. I figured after all that time, nobody was going to claim it. Skippy really seemed to like having a little buddy around since he's been kind of lonely since we lost Ursa. I was just getting used to the idea of him being around and WHAM! -- the stupid woman who owned him called on Wednesday. She wasn't even aware that he was missing for FIVE days. I so didn't want to give him back to such an uncaring person, but he wasn't mine to keep. Of course, she brought her kids with her to pick him up and she wouldn't accept Marcus' offer to buy him from her. I was a wreck. Marcus is really torn up, too. He keeps talking about kidnapping the dog. *sigh* The saddest thing is the dog's name was Bear. Ursa's name meant bear, too. IT'S NOT FAIR!


SKIPPY AND THE PUPPY

I applied at the Cinema Grill for a server position. The job would be perfect--Friday, Saturday and Sundays only. That's probably why I won't hear back. A friend at school gave me a job lead for some home data entry. That would be even better!

Our house is for sale. I can't wait to move back to town. This time I'm so ready to leave. I used to like living out here, but since out crappy neighbors moved in, I hate it.

Humor from Reverie:

1. It is important to find a man who works around the house, cooks and cleans and who has a job.
   
   
2. It is important to find a man who makes you laugh.
   
   
3. It is important to find a man who is dependable and doesn't lie.
   
   
4. It is important to find a man who's good in bed and who loves to have sex with you.
   
   
5. It is important that these four men never meet.

I guess I'm incredibly lucky that Marcus is all those things and MORE!!!