So it's been a long while since I've done any sort of journal thing, there's been so much going on and I haven't really had time for much of anything.
I finally moved out, which is nice. My sister is moving out, again, for the third time. This time to Kentucky to live on an army base. Good luck with that.
I hate my job, I hate it as in they could fire me tomorrow and I'd be happy for the rest of the day. I don't know how I manage to get up every morning and go to that damn place, but I do it, and I do my job well, even though I'm getting screwed over. I work for $7.35 an hour, which does not pay the bills that well, but I do the job of two, if not three people. Also I get paid almost just as much as a girl who burps, farts, yells and cusses all the time. I'm talking like Al Pacino in Scarface kind of cussing. So I asked my boss for a raise and he told me I'd have to wait until the beginning of the year, and it would only be a raise of about thirteen cents. And he called that generous.
So that was pretty much the last straw. I've applied at more places than I can remember and tomorrow I'm going to the Pottery Barn Outlet because I got some insider info that they might have a position open. Fingers crossed. They would pay between eight and nine dollars an hour which would be next to perfect compared to Memphis Lens.
I haven't told anyone that I've applied to that I'm currently employed somewhere because I don't plan on turning in a two weeks notice, the moment I get hired somewhere else I'm gone.
And it would be good to have a better paying job for Christmas, that way I don't have to abuse my credit card on gifts.
I haven't written anything lately, but I definitely think about it a lot. Between work and looking for other jobs I've been so exhausted lately. Don't even ask me when my last, full night of sleep was.
So keep your fingers crossed on the pottery barn job. How cool would it be if Pottery Barn hired me on the spot, that way I could go back to Memphis Lens, walk in, say I quit, and just leave. You have no idea how happy that would make me.
Also another beef with Memphis Lens is that they offer me insurance (which I'm getting taken off of), but because I'm not getting paid nearly enough I can't actually afford my insurance. As in, if I were to fall and break my arm, there is no possible way I could afford any sort of deductible. It's a nasty Catch-22, they offer me health insurance but they won't pay me enough to use it, so they're pretty much taking fifty bucks out of every paycheck for no reason.
Things aren't dreadfully bad though, I'm far from being in danger of having to leave the apartment, I still have car insurance, and I've applied for enough jobs, I'm sure one of them is going to take me. I'm sure of it.
But most importantly, I got a hedgehog. Her name is Veronica (After Veronica Mars, the best TV show that no one is watching, and I have a total fifth grade crush on that chick), and she's cute as hell. On that note I need to catch whatever sleep I can for tomorrow is going to be a long day. Let's just hope something happens soon on the job front.
Goodnight kids.
