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apocalypsos) wrote2009-09-18 03:12 pm
apocalypsos) wrote2009-09-18 03:12 pm
*sigh* So ...
I start work on Monday at one in the afternoon.
I have to wear nice black pants and they'll give me a new shirt and a blazer when I get there, and they're paying eight bucks an hour. Which still means I can file for partials, I suppose, at least for a while. I'm still not bouncing around the place with happiness about the job itself, but I think that's less about me being picky and more about me just being hormonal and feeling like crap.
I may have gotten a little irritated before about ... uh, hell if I know, and I kinda snapped at my mom on the phone. Probably because my mom mentioned the fact that I'd probably have to get a part-time job, and I'm so stressed out I really don't want to think about that right now, so ... yeah.
Ugh, I'm in a bad mood today. I think I need to bake something. Or maybe just stop at the batter and/or dough stage and eat unlike I get sick.
I have to wear nice black pants and they'll give me a new shirt and a blazer when I get there, and they're paying eight bucks an hour. Which still means I can file for partials, I suppose, at least for a while. I'm still not bouncing around the place with happiness about the job itself, but I think that's less about me being picky and more about me just being hormonal and feeling like crap.
I may have gotten a little irritated before about ... uh, hell if I know, and I kinda snapped at my mom on the phone. Probably because my mom mentioned the fact that I'd probably have to get a part-time job, and I'm so stressed out I really don't want to think about that right now, so ... yeah.
Ugh, I'm in a bad mood today. I think I need to bake something. Or maybe just stop at the batter and/or dough stage and eat unlike I get sick.