SUNDAY

The past few days have been...interesting.

Friday was supposed to be my last day at my old store, with Sunday the first day at my new store with my promotion.

Instead, on Friday, I was offered a better position within a different company...so I took it.

This gave me an awesomely long weekend in which I: drank coffee, attended a show at Chain Reaction, did online homework, shopped at Target, went to a birthday party, did online homework again, looked for places to live for when my lease is up, and tonight I will be attending the Tustin Tiller Day carnival...hopefully.

It's weird how much your life can change in a matter of minutes.

I will now have a normal 8 to 5 week, weekends off, and I will use that weekend time to finally travel. I believe this is the appropriate time to say, "Fuck Yeah Beyotches!"

Early Sunday Morning.

I have an wonderful announcement!

I have received a promotion! I am going to be transferring stores at the end of the week to become a Supervisor. I'm excited for more money, as honestly, in my current store, I am already doing the same work.

The non-exciting part is that my current store doesn't want me to leave, therefor they have decided to make my last week horrible in the hopes that...well, I don't know. In hopes I will stay, I guess.

I've been up for the past several hours writing an essay. With this said, I also have a split shift tomorrow so it looks like I just wont be sleeping.

SUNDAY.

Every day,
Remains the same.
I want the change,
but I wont change.
Oh opportunity,
please come to my door.
By the time you arrive,
I wont live here anymore.

Monday August 22, 2011

I have been so tired the past few days. I'm not talking regular tired. I am talking, epically tired.
It's in part to a few things. I got back from Utah vacation on 8/18, had an interview and drug test in the morning of 8/19, a family dinner that evening, a suprise party in the eve, work the next day in the morning, a concert to attend in the eve, a closing shift at work the next day, and an opening shift today.

I need rest.

Also, I realized today that our lease is almost up. Where shall we move in October?

Work. And. Toil.

Every morning is a beautiful morning to be alive.

Every morning is also a morning that I have to get up and go to work.

Don't get me wrong. I know that with the way the economy is, it is a blessed thing that I am even employed. But I can't help but feeling that I am wasting away my life.

I'm not helping anyone through my job. No one's life will be happier or easier because of me. I am not bringing clarity into clouded lives. My best friend said it best...."We are retail slaves."

Just because I am working retail does NOT mean that I am an idiot! The things people say to you whilst working retail, are things I wouldn't say to my worst enemy. When I get a chance I will post some joyous and entertaining customer interactions. Next time you're shopping in a store, and you find yourself getting upset at an employee, please remember that we're people too.