Life keeps getting better and better. (sarcasm)
I just got home from Erin's house.
We went to see "Longest Yard". It was hilarious.
Then we went back to his place and watched "Team America" (I bought that and the new System of a Down cd)
It was...wrong. The puppet sex scene scarred me for life...
Anyway, so I get home and the phone is ringing.
It's Karen from work. She leaves a message saying she is quitting tomorrow morning.
Leaving me as the only 3rd shift person now...
I am not working 3rd shift 7 days a week. Granted the paycheck would be nice, and I may be able to handle it for a month or so...but I will lose my shit.
The real pisser is that means they will want me to work tomorrow night.
I planned on spending the day with Zefer all day, and then hitting Jenna's birthday party after Chris gets out of work.
He gets out at 10...meaning we won't be there until like 11.
That doesn't work.
Maybe I'll ask Karen if she can work ONE more day before quitting.
Maybe if I beg.
Or just don't answer the phone when they call to call me in.
What are they going to do? Fire me?
I don't think that is an option.
Fucking hell. So now I have the uncertainty of the next few months compounded with insane hours at work...
Ugh.
-KOS
-Added after thinking-
Fuck it. Next week's paycheck will cover next months bills (all of them)
If I end up having to quit, whatever. I'll be covered for a month.
It's not like my pets need food every day. They can live MONTHS without food. (I love snakes)
So if worse comes to worse, I end up quitting and I find another job.
Everything will be fine.
-KOS
I just got home from Erin's house.
We went to see "Longest Yard". It was hilarious.
Then we went back to his place and watched "Team America" (I bought that and the new System of a Down cd)
It was...wrong. The puppet sex scene scarred me for life...
Anyway, so I get home and the phone is ringing.
It's Karen from work. She leaves a message saying she is quitting tomorrow morning.
Leaving me as the only 3rd shift person now...
I am not working 3rd shift 7 days a week. Granted the paycheck would be nice, and I may be able to handle it for a month or so...but I will lose my shit.
The real pisser is that means they will want me to work tomorrow night.
I planned on spending the day with Zefer all day, and then hitting Jenna's birthday party after Chris gets out of work.
He gets out at 10...meaning we won't be there until like 11.
That doesn't work.
Maybe I'll ask Karen if she can work ONE more day before quitting.
Maybe if I beg.
Or just don't answer the phone when they call to call me in.
What are they going to do? Fire me?
I don't think that is an option.
Fucking hell. So now I have the uncertainty of the next few months compounded with insane hours at work...
Ugh.
-KOS
-Added after thinking-
Fuck it. Next week's paycheck will cover next months bills (all of them)
If I end up having to quit, whatever. I'll be covered for a month.
It's not like my pets need food every day. They can live MONTHS without food. (I love snakes)
So if worse comes to worse, I end up quitting and I find another job.
Everything will be fine.
-KOS
rorie:
why doesnt showing up at 11 work?
edenkitty:
blah.. that seems like it could be really bad. working 7 days a week is never a good thing.