Oh Poo.

Yes…oh poo. Pier 1 had a management position open a few months ago that went to a girl I went to college with. It was fine because she was there before I was and was going to transfer down south soon, which is why she got the job. She leaves in a week, so the manager was interviewing for the job last week. I went for it, and so did a woman who has been working there half as long as I have. She is about 9 years older and I helped train her. I found out yesterday that she got the job, which in my opinion, is complete bullshit. I was crying and completely livid at the same time (in the privacy of the restroom, of course) So, instead of working beneath someone who’s million questions I had been answering for the past 6 months, I am leaving. I have begun the hunt for a new job and I am hoping that I can find something with more hours and the possibility of moving up. I refuse to stay at a place where the only possibility of moving up is when I’m the only one that wants the job, because aparently, that’s the way it’s going to be. My manager gave me a “consolation” package of getting more responsibilities as well as visual and a bigger role in employee training. Yeah…I really want to train more people to take future jobs from me. Sounds fantastic. She told me I could take off for the day or I could stay in the back of the store and move furniture groups. I chose to stay, but today I went job hunting. I’ve found a place I really hope I get hired at and I think I’ve got a pretty good shot. So, more on that when I blog again.

This will be a short blog as I have a terrible headache and really don’t want to stare at this screen. Hope you all are having a great spring season.