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	October 2005 October 31, 2005 \|Time\| 6:12 PM \|Sound\| "Sweet Surrender" Sarah McLachlan \|Habit\| being in the mood for nothing \|Feel\| thirsty \|Think\| I can't wait for my 'nowman to get home So Sunday wasn't a very good day. Sean came home for lunch at 11am since he had to work at 6. He was having a bad day at work. Then I went to work sometime after 12 and a little before 12:30. I couldn't find the window sign we were supposed to have for the small window. We were busy and with only two of us working. I wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone at all. Then a third person came in to do calls for our coupons and had to help out the on floor and at the register a little bit. People are fucking idiots when it comes to shopping and keeping anything at all even slightly in order or even close to how it was before they got their damn hands on it. I started by cleaning up fitting room messes. Then I worked my way from table to table in the process. Then I'd gather more things from the fitting rooms, then I'd put things back where they belonged after finding them in other random places. I had to have cleaned that damn front table at least 4 times within a two hour period. We finally started to slow down and I just greeted people and let them in rooms while I attempted to keep from cussing people out and having a breakdown while I kept straightening. Then when I was closing, I was called and asked if I could work today from 11am to 1pm. I of course said I could even though I had planned on spending the entire day with Sean and we were going to go clothes shopping for him, and then probably to eat and to a movie. I've been made to feel as though I can never say that I can't come in at all. Doesn't matter what I'm doing, I have to work or else go up there for one reason or another. I'll have half a day with Sean tomorrow, but then I won't see him again for a week or so because of our schedules. I really just wanted to an entire day with him. And since that was ruined, he ended up going to his class he had tonight which he wasn't going to be doing anything in. I just wish I had said I had some things going on and had seen where it went from there. I just don't like feeling like I'm being forced to do whatever anyone asks of me. I woke up early today and let Sean sleep. I went into the bathroom to go take my shower and just cried because I was so pissed and upset about not wanting to go into work for a damn 2 hour shift because someone had "some things they needed to do". Then I took my shower and cried in the middle of it for a while. Sean got up while I was in the middle of my shower, and then I talked to him once I got out and was then just more angry than anything. Sure you have things to do in your life, but what about mine? Apparently if I'm off then I'm not doing a damn thing and can just come in and work at any time. I've been called up there before because she needed to talk to me. The first time was because some people said the only reason I took the management position was because I wanted more hours and stupid shit like that. Then the second time was about two hours or so before I was actually supposed to be at work. Though that time was because people had called our no longer district manager and were saying shit about her, and then said it was me who did it and was saying shit. She was so upset and going to put in her two weeks notice. But yeah, people who apparently didn't, and probably still don't, like me said that I had problems with my store manager and that I was saying shit about her and whatnot. Well when she told me she was going to put in her two weeks and was crying and all, I was actually upset and cried as well and told her I was sorry as to what it came down to. After that she ended up staying, and someone else kept saying that it was all me, all my fault. After that little meeting she knew better than that because I was genuinely upset she was leaving. They kept blaming me though. Which that person still works there. Now one little bitch called my store manager on her while she was off and claimed that I was being mean to her and other stupid shit. That of course came after she told me she was tired from working and was thinking she wasn't going to be able to work at the store any more since she got her new job with 40 hours or week. Yeah, then she called our manager and said I was being mean to her and that she heard from someone that our manager had called her a bitch. She "left" that night though, so that was the end of her. I believe it was shortly after that that another girl said called our store manager saying I was bossing her around and whatever else. Then the manager came in and told me after the girl left that she had called her crying and saying that. She said I was bossing her around because I had asked her to work on the purse wall and that ones had to be taken off because they were clearance. Then when I came back a little bit later the clearance purses were on the wall and I told her they couldn't be there and she got all upset. Which she apparently called the manager over. She "left" as well though. I've had lots of fun issues at work. And there will always be some days where I just feel like I'm going to have a breakdown because I don't want to be there or deal with anyone and can't believe I'm still with my job. I suppose I really need to start looking for something else. I had thought about getting a job at a bank. I'd like the hours with weekends and all holidays off, but I don't think I'd like the actual job. And I'd hate to start it and leave my job now and realize I should have just stayed and found something else. I don't want to go from one job I really don't like right into another. I just want a 9 to 5 job. It doesn't even have to be weekends off, though that would be a plus. I'll just take a decent 9 to 5 job, or anything sooner in the day. I want evenings off. I don't want to have to work until 10pm 3 to 4 nights a week, and soon for the holiday season 11pm. Today we found out that our package from Amazon had been delivered on Saturday at 12:40pm. Guess what we don't have. Our package. Sean got home 3pm that day, so someone had only 2 hours and 20 minutes to realize we had a package, realize we weren't home, and steal it from our front porch. Now, our neighbors are the only ones who would know what time we'll be home and that no cars in the driveway means that nobody is there. So, either the people across the street from us or the people from our one side stole our package. Our older neighbors next door didn't do it. They even signed for a package of ours once and then gave it to us. Now, we first ordered the wrong item so sent it back. That was the first $109. Which it will take a few weeks for them to give us our money back for that. Then our package was stolen, which was the second $100+. So at that moment, we are out over $200 with no item to show for it because some little shit stole our package. We are of course going to hold the postal system and Amazon responsible. Which it'd probably take a year for the damn postal system to pay us for them fucking up and leaving a package on our porch to be stolen. And of course, how does anyone believe we didn't just get our package and then claim we didn't ever get it. It's going to take a while before we get our money back on this one, but we'll get it back. We're going to have to do something now. My first thought is to just have packages delivered to his parents' house. His first thought was to put up a fake video camera. I'm thinking his parents' house would be the easiest thing for us to do, especially since they live about 2 minutes away from us. Archives


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