(gently delivers down payment on F2F huggage to JZ)
Nope, it sure don't feel good to hear that Sorry, But No when you are perfectly sure that you are plenty competent enough for whatever their silly little job requires. I'm sorry. Good luck with the continued firing off of your personal information into the void of employment applications, and don't give up. It will just take one good opportunity for you to make a world of better for yourself.
(tries to take that good advice for my own self)
I get to go in for some skills testing Friday, and that will make me miss half the felting class I've signed up for. Sigh.
I get you, JZ. You have to do what you have to do. And more security for the future may very well not be worth it when it means such a stressful situation now. I hope something comes along soon where they recognize your real worth. This place ain't it.
Well, ya see, it's like this, he sorta accesses his puter, and plays me a sound-byte to let me know he is on his way. We rarely use our cell phones. I had been emailing him in regards to some band candy summer camp fund-raising candy bars being sold at his workplace. Ah well, there will be chocolate if no booze.
Man, I would LOVE to be able to buy this for our backyard.
Oh Cashmere, I want you to have that.
I think we need you to have a pirate ship in the yard. Aaarrrr.
OMG, *I* so need that pirate ship. For me.
Spreading hugs and vibes and ~ma all over the place. I'm sorry May is not being kinder than April was, which is very unfair. I want happy Bitches, enjoying warm, fragrant spring days and wearing flirty skirts and oozing contentedness. Do you hear me, Universe? My Bitches deserve it!
I'm barely skimming these days, what with the new working outside of the house thing. And man, retail is totally not the "stand around snapping my gum at the cash register" thing it was when I was in high school, let me tell you. And my feet hurt. Daily.
Speaking of fragrant spring days...my lilac bushes are finally blooming! They smell very pretty.
Considering selling a kidney for the pirate ship for Captain Olivia and The Dread Pirate Owen.
Retail is a bitch, AmyLiz--and not in the good sense. I hope your feet get some relief.
Stephanie, I am so sorry, and if you would like them, I offer many hugs.
