simply_blah

Well, I thought I was going to have a good payday today. However, they did not change my rate of pay when I got promoted to assistant manager. It was approximately $200 less than it was supposed to be. I was going to go shopping next weekend when TN is having their tax-free weekend on clothing and shoes. I don't need a lot but some polos and new shorts would have been nice. Can I do that now? Not really.

I also cannot get a carseat for my nephew, Grant, that stays in my car. He's getting too big for the infant carrier. Also, it's too damn hard to take the one my Mom and sister has out of their car. Meh.

I'm also feeling a bit weepy today.

I've had a bad day.

My morning started off okay. I went and I talked to my old manager at Things Remembered where I had a season job last Christmas as an Engraver. Right now she's hiring for part-time positions and also an assistant-manager. For sure she's going to hire me for part-time with the possibility of being the assistant manager. I'm not going to hold my breath. They check your credit score and mine is pretty awful I'm sure. I want the assistant manager spot because if I have to work retail I'd rather be that than a peon. The bad side being that if my background doesn't check out (credit, etc.) she can't hire me period.

I'm going to remain optimistic about the part time because the job that I have right now, well I'm lucky if I get ten hours a week. It's low paying and it's barely covering my insurance, phone bill, AOL and gas. I've about used all of my tax refund in paying off credit cards and my car tags.

I don't want to consider fast food or grocery stores. I really don't but at this point I've exhausted almost all of my resources. I've tried temp agencies and going back to retail. I couldn't get a really good job at a call center that processes student loans because I got sick at my last job and had to quit. They told me it looked as if I had attendance problems. I'm dealing with a lot of that.

Later in the afternoon I went to my grandmother's, gave her some pictures of Grant, ate some pizza and went to Dollar Store to look for some really, really cheap frames.

While at the Dollar Store I happened to run into someone who I thought was my friend even if we were coworkers at Lane Bryant. I waved and said hello. She scowled at me and looked like Draco's Mom in that she had something really smelly underneath her nose and walked away. I guess when you get fired for not preventing a few associates from stealing, well I guess I kind of deserve it.

I didn't get any frames. I just went home.

Which brings me to the evening and I cannot find my glasses. I need them to drive at night and to see things like movies. I've looked in my car. I've looked at my job. I've called the mall office and see if anyone's turned in a pair. I've looked in my room. I've looked in my house. I can't find them. I had them in my purse for when I went and saw TMNT (I was entertained) and now I have no idea where they are. I do not have the $150 dollars for glasses and a new prescription and it's on my license that I have to have them to drive.

Mom is not sympathetic. She's not going to lend me the money to get a new pair. And I'm irked with her anyway.

I told her what time I would be home. I was early. Before I got there she sent out her husband for food. Did I get anything? No. Bitches.

Right now, I'm feeling very, very anxious and not in the good way either.

I don't want to get in the shower. I don't want to go to work. I would just like to sleep please and stop feeling gross.

About noon I started feeling sick, like diarhea sick and so I went but it was different because on my left side my back was a knot of pain and it traveled all the way to the front. So I got a shower anyway and tried to go to work. I didn't make it. I pulled over at the Target and camped in the bathroom but I didn't go that much. My back just hurt worse and I got dizzy.

Well... I called in and then my stomache started to hurt. Stupid me, I was hoping to god that I was just hungry. I wasn't and I didn't make it.

I am tired like woah.

And now I may possibly be fired because this makes two absences. I hope it's not the flu because I don't want Grant to get it. At the same time I hope that it is so I can expose everyone at work to it or at the very least get a doctor's note.

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Holy WTF Batman! Athena! NOOOOOOOOOO! I was not expecting that. Seriously. My fellow BSG fans will know what I mean.

I felt very guilty a work but it was a guilty sort of pleasure.

We're only supposed to be able to look at Fox News and The Weather Channel, everything else is locked. So I clicked something in the browser and it brought up a search page which made me go 'Hrm'. I didnt't think that any of the sites would open but it did. This made me go, "Hmmmmmm'. So I explored.

It was very hard to not go to sites like Mugglenet or even Wikepedia. I kept it to news channels and magazines. It was very, very hard. Yeah.

I hope it's not the flu.

I woke up yesterday morning feeling nauseous. I hope it was just from not eatting but it wasn't. I threw up everything that was in my stomache, mostly tea and water. And if it was coming out my top end it was coming out my bottom end. That went on for all day yesterday. I couldn't keep anything down. Not even water or even pepto.

I finally stopped puking after dark but it's still coming out the other end. :(

Today I am ten kinds of achey. I'm either sweltering or I'm freezing, there is no middle ground. I feel exhausted and my head hurts.


I have to work tomorrow. My next day off won't be until next Wenesday. I can't miss any days while I'm in my Transition Period. If I do, I 'll get fired.

I'm going to try and get up early and go to a walk-in clinic. HOpefully, they'll give me a note that says I have to stay out until next Monday.

Elswise, I'm going to have to tell me supervisor that I think I have the flu and ask where do they want me to sit for maximum germ exposure.

Ugh. I hate being sick.

( HEROES OWNS MY SOUL! )

I got the job at Jewelry Television. It is a big relief. My manager at Things Remembered wasn't mad. She said she could understand and while I can tell that she's a bit dissapointed she said she would try to work with my schedual.

I must be nuts. Two jobs again? Meh. I know I can use the money, I just hope it's not more than sixty hours a week. I don't think I could more than fifty-five.

AND WHY NO TONKS IN THE HARRY POTTER TRAILER?! WHY?!