I seem to have a real talent for not only running through jobs like you wouldn't believe, but running through men like you wouldn't believe. This blog doesn't get much traffic, which I'm grateful for, because I really prefer not making an ass out of myself by announcing one post that I've found a good guy or a good job, then the next post saying "never mind" and having a few hundred people going "wow, you suck." So yeah.
I'm single and unemployed. Single as of about a week and a half ago and unemployed as of Wednesday. I have no prospects for the job market. Pretty much the same for the other as well; I tend to become attracted to people that would never look twice at me, and that seems to be the way of my current situation. The man that I would truly like to be with, someone who I feel a strong connection to, lives about five hours away in another country, and it's not looking good for us to ever be able to pursue something. What a muddle I am.
So yeah. Stay tuned I guess.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Invasion!
Last Monday was the beginning of college. Naturally, everyone was eager to blow Mommy and Daddy's money immediately, so Pizza Hut was swamped both last weekend and this weekend.
This week was pretty good for me; I'm a fulltime student in addition to being Pizza Hut's bitch, and I'm in my element when I'm at school. Usually I only work weekends (and turns out Tuesdays) so this week I had all the time in the world to study and make new friends. Which I did. However, Friday came around and I went to work with a somewhat heavy heart, knowing that I would probably be waiting on people I know. Friday, that was not the case, but Saturday two different people noticed me and were like "OHAI!"
My friend Craig was the second. He was quite surprised to see me, because apparently I'm "cool" so therefore I shouldn't be working....I think...I didn't really see the logic but hell, let's roll with it. I took his table and bullshitted with him for a while, a big smile on my face the entire time, partly because I'm at work and that's what I do and partly because OH MY GOD YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS KID, HE IS GORGEOUS. He was with a group of people I didn't know and they all seemed pleasant, and when they left they didn't leave a mess. Craig had left $5 on the table. I was surprised as hell. I think on Monday I'll give him a hug.
The rest of the night we were swamped, and even when it died down a little I was running around frantically. I'm not sure why. I made a good amount of money which I proceeded to try to blow because I wanted to go to Oneonta, and no one could take me. So I ended up saving it and talking to my boyfriend for two and a half hours on the phone. (Oh, by the way I have a boyfriend now and he is perfect. Just so you know. Be jealous.)
This week was pretty good for me; I'm a fulltime student in addition to being Pizza Hut's bitch, and I'm in my element when I'm at school. Usually I only work weekends (and turns out Tuesdays) so this week I had all the time in the world to study and make new friends. Which I did. However, Friday came around and I went to work with a somewhat heavy heart, knowing that I would probably be waiting on people I know. Friday, that was not the case, but Saturday two different people noticed me and were like "OHAI!"
My friend Craig was the second. He was quite surprised to see me, because apparently I'm "cool" so therefore I shouldn't be working....I think...I didn't really see the logic but hell, let's roll with it. I took his table and bullshitted with him for a while, a big smile on my face the entire time, partly because I'm at work and that's what I do and partly because OH MY GOD YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS KID, HE IS GORGEOUS. He was with a group of people I didn't know and they all seemed pleasant, and when they left they didn't leave a mess. Craig had left $5 on the table. I was surprised as hell. I think on Monday I'll give him a hug.
The rest of the night we were swamped, and even when it died down a little I was running around frantically. I'm not sure why. I made a good amount of money which I proceeded to try to blow because I wanted to go to Oneonta, and no one could take me. So I ended up saving it and talking to my boyfriend for two and a half hours on the phone. (Oh, by the way I have a boyfriend now and he is perfect. Just so you know. Be jealous.)
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