So that teller position I had previously mentioned…they called me for a second interview. Originally I thought it would be great with the hours and the money would be even better plus I’d have benefits. But over the past few weeks I have realized with great certainty that I do not wish to work there. It’s not really the job. It’s more the location, the specific bank (it’s the one my mom works for), and the hours. It’s a Monday through Friday 4 hours a day thing, which would put me working maybe one or two nights at the job I would rather be at and all I’d end up doing there is cleaning up my department until I would go home. Those days would also be about 10 hours long. I’m just not interested in working there and now, two weeks after my original interview, they are calling me asking to set up a time to talk. I don’t want to make my mom look bad, nor do I want to piss her off. I just don’t think I can work for people that she speaks to so frequently. She’s in my life enough as it is I don’t really want her in my work as well. I have a feeling I’m just going to end up calling them and telling them I’m no longer interested. I’ll have to apply for healthcare from the state and see what happens. I hate this. I’m just so confused on what to do. Here I am trying to grow up and get a good job and I feel like a kid with no clue what to do. Ugh.

I know it’s been a while and I apologize. I’ve been pretty busy these past few weeks with my job hunting and covering shifts for a manager with personal problems at home. She moved out of her man’s house, which they’d been living in for at least 6 years, so she had to take a week to move. As far as the job hunt, well…I GOT A JOB! I had an interview today and was offered a job doing basically the same thing I do now, but in more comfortable clothing. So I’m really excited. They’ve offered me more hours and are already mentioning future opportunities. I also have a position as a bank teller in the works. I’ve already done a phone interview and they have to send my info on and recommend an interview (which she told me was a definite go). She really liked me and we had a really great conversation. It’s steady hours every week with maybe one Saturday a month or so. I’m still waiting to hear from them. I would really prefer to have only one job, but the money at the bank is great and so are the hours. I just want to also work somewhere with some creativity. I am hoping if I get the bank job I will be able to change my availability with my newest employer without any problems, as they seem to be very laid back. I start the 21st and will be putting my notice in very soon to Pier 1. I am bummed to leave a place I’ve put so much into, but at the same time excited to go somewhere new with more opportunities and hours lol.

This is a very short update, but I just wanted to share my news. I am very happy with all of the good things going on for me this week. I feel really blessed and fortunate. I just can’t believe I got offered a job on the spot. WOW. More money…here I come!

Yes! I new layout! Cameron had been up for about 6 months and it was getting ridiculous. Since I have been “living” with my boyfriend, I haven’t been able to do anything graphic with the site, as I didn’t have the programs. But now, we’ve gotten Adobe, lots of fonts, and all my brushes! Now we’re back in business! I am very happy to see something different. I think the next layout will have lots of bright colors, but I really liked the contrast in this layout, so I stuck with it. I hope you all like it!

Apparently, even though I am more qualified than half of the people at the new place I applied at, they have not called me. When I called to check on the status of my application, the manager gave me a very generic answer and hung up. Either he’s sick of getting calls, or he sucks at his job. So I’m going to continue my search, but for now I am still sitting at Pier 1. What makes me so mad is that I loved what I do. It was the best job ever. Unfortunately, due to my manager being a complete flake, I no longer enjoy what I do. I hate that. I hate that I have been robbed of my love of my job. It’s like it was stolen and I can’t get it back. I refuse to go on pretending nothing happened, but until I get another job, there isn’t much I can do. So the hunt continues.

I don’t have too much to say. I just wanted to write about the new layout. I hope you all have a great weekend.

PS: SEX AND THE CITY IS IN THEATRES TOMORROW!! (I’m going with my sister…I will let you all know how it goes! )

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.

That’s right…it’s been one year today since I started dating JN. We’re doing really, really well. Today he had his son, so we went to the park for a few hours. There were a couple other kids there, so JN played with all of them. He’s a bit of a big kid himself, which is, of course, one of the reasons I love him so much.

This week at work was great. I had a woman come in three times and I worked with her each time. The last time she came in and finally made the purchases she’d been planning, which she had brought her husband to see. He was sarcastic and I was snapping right back. It was hilarious! The best part was after everything was done, she told me I made the whole experience really fun! That is the best thing a customer can say to you, because that’s the goal. I was so proud of myself.

On a less happy note, I had to go to Planned Parenthood to try to get birthcontrol for a little cheaper. I’d never been there due to my destest of abortions, even though this particular clinic does not perform them. Since I am no longer in school and do not yet have health insurance, I was forced to find a cheaper way to obtain my birth control pills. I figure my taxes pay for it, I might as well take advantage. The good news is that since I don’t make much money, I qualified for free birth control for a year. I can renew it after a year, but it will be nice to be covered for a while. My birthcontrol without insurance was around $70/month. So needless to say, I am relieved.

During my visit to the clinic, they weighed me. I just about died. My boyfriend does not have a scale here, so I had no idea how bad it had gotten. I’ve gained about 10 pounds in a matter of weeks. Now, I’m not overweight. But it is a problem when my clothes from last year no longer fit me. I don’t have any spring/summer capris to wear being that I can’t get my butt into them. So I have stopped eating candy everyday as well as snack chips and I started drinking a sugar/calorie/caffeine free drink. I’m also getting out more now that it’s nice and I must say, I’m pretty proud of myself. The candy thing was the hardest. I always had candy on me and I’d eat pizza on my breaks at work, which is why I have started bringing healthier meals. I tell you this diet stuff sucks, but if I can get back into my old capris, I will be one happy woman.