sita

"I use innocence in my demeanor like a Venus flytrap."

~ Tori Amos

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I have this facial cleanser that I use...
it has the same smell of a cleanser
I used when I was in Hawaii.

lavender and plumeria

Everytime I step out of the shower with that scent on me...
the steam rising off of me,
the humidity.

I expect that as I squish down
the hallway
with my wet feet in flip flop sandals,
I should be able to look out the window and see that tree off the balcony filled with singing finches

and just in the distance you can see great mountains
and volcanos.

Black sand beaches are only a short hike away

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Boo hoo. I guess boss lady don't want me quitting. The company that is doing my background investigation said they called my current employer and she refused to verify my employment. Now, I have to fax in a pay stub as proof to close out my investigation so I can fucking start working next week. LOL.

Problem is, they don't give me a pay stub. They cash my check right then and there. So, now I gotta run off with it, make a copy and fax it in. LOL.

I don't care. I'm quitting. She can try keeping me there with her psycho power tripping, but I'm leaving. It's a horrible job. She expects me to tend to her bar from 6p.m. to 2a.m. ALONE. She won't hire any kind of security. She expects I should do what she does and just have my boyfriend stay all night with me. THAT is not his responsibility. THAT is complete BS.

There are a lot of things I like about working there. I have some really great regulars. But the cons outweigh the pros by far. Mostly the overbearing boss lady... every week it's something with her. A couple weeks ago she was accusing me of stealing because I had a slow night. The next week she's threatening to put me on probation if I don't make X amount per shift. Grrrr.... NOBODY makes that much per shift at that bar. Even the manager that I interviewed with for my new job nearly choked when she heard how much I was expected to make!! But, guess what? I made it. I made the amount she requested consistently. Guess how pissed she was about that???

It's so obviously time for me to move on. It became especially obvious when the owner's BOYFRIEND told me I should just find something else. And my regulars inquiring about things going on and asking me to find another bar and tell them where it is so they can keep pace with me.

BAH! I must quit bitching. I have so much good stuff to look foward to.

It's time for Le Tigre (the band, not the member).