carnalascetic

Oh mees garsh. I know I'm going to be destroyed by the time the next 24 hrs. are through. I agreed to work for my old boss a few days a week for some extra duckets. The pay can't be beat, and my body needs the calorie burnage too. We're working today in S.L.O. That wouldn't be a problem. I'm going to be a little tired, but I was scheduled to be off today at Food 4 Losers so I was planning to just crash out when I got home this afternoon. Tonight at work my supervisor pulls me aside and asks me if I want to come in tonight and start really getting trained on how to drive the scissor-lift. I hesitated, which prompted him to tell me why. I guess one of the "day picks" (?) is leaving and people have been putting in a good word for me at the office. So if I learn how to drive the scissor-lift, they'll promote me to the day pick job or something like that. I heard two slightly different versions of what I'd be offered so I'm a little confused but the part I understood was that I'd be getting paid very well. "Nothings in concrete...but it's looking good."
Working during the day again would be nice. In the meantime, I'll be working six days a week there. I have to sacrifice one of my days off to come in and drive the scissor-lift around. Wheeee. That's OT beyatch so that's cool fo sho. Plus some construction cash on the side will allow me to take care of my shit, and get my finances squared away again (I flailed there for a while when I was just working a day or two a while back).

I gotta fold clothes and get ready for work...oh sweet caffeine I love you...much love.