[	mood	|	tired	]
[	music	|	Sean Paul - Temperature.	]

So I figured out why I've been so down lately and depressed. So I'm going to say it. I HATE MY JOB.

If one knows me very well, they would know that I typically don't hate anything. But well, Rite Aid is an exception. They have sucked away my life for the past three weeks. I want to quit, but the only reason I have the job is because my father is one of my district managers, so I don't really want to let him down. Nor do I want to be called a failure.

Plus, I've decided to write a book (or novella or short storey or whatever) on my Rite Aid experience, and well, if I quit now, it sure puts a damper on things (unless I lie about the ending...oh creativity.) Although I could easily work for Jeff Lynn for $10 an hour!

So anyway...this morning I woke up at Megan's house (wait, I slept?) Hahahaha I woke up about every 1.5-2 hours. And I figured that out, too, why I haven't really enjoyed spending the night at Megan's house lately. In the past, we would sleep downstairs in Megan's old room, where no dogs or nothing bothered us. Plus, I had a bit more room to sleep. Now Megan and Becca have switched rooms, and now we are on the main floor, which is fucking disasterous. I can hear her parents get up at 6am and the dogs running around and when all of the siblings get up and watch TV and stuff. It's aggrevating and disappointing. I don't hate her dogs (in fact, I like them a lot) but I just don't enjoy when the only space that they can use to get onto Megan's bed is my back :(

Anyway, so we hung out a bit that morning, and then Megan went to work and me to church. I had Mr. Gene let me in, so I carried all of my lumber inside to make my Vacation Bible School Set (ironically, the pressures of Bible School have kept me sane lately.) So I carried it all downstairs and then found out that neither my screws or nails were large enough to connect the 2x4's together. D'oh.

So I went and visited Nannie (Glenn's grandma - she's awesome by the way) and then I came home and showered and stuff.

While I was at bible school, I realized that I really needed another day off (Sunday) and so I called my general manager to see if he had made the schedule yet. So I call and Dennis answers the phone. He tells me that the schedule was made that morning, and that I was working Sunday. I told him my scenario and he was like "too bad because you are on 2-10" or something to that extent. Then come to find out, he had me on all day work when I specifically asked for evenings next week, and then he had me working on my birthday!!! I was PISSED.

He called two hours later to say that there was a schedule mixup (HAHAHAHA yeah right) and then gave me my new hours. I work sunday, wednesday, thursday, and saturday. Woo. Not, because I work this week Monday, thursday, friday, saturday. So I get four days straight, aka the entire weekend.

Oh Rite Aid makes me angry. "I make the schedule one week in advance" yeah, considering today is Wednesday and next week starts on Sunday, I would call that "I make the schedule FOUR DAYS in advance" and this occurs weekly. And yeah there's other stuff I hate about Rite Aid, too, but I should try to hold off discussing that.

I'm such a snotty emo brat.

I went to the Orioles game tonight with my mum, Ms. Sharon, and Tracy. They won 4-0 against the Florida Marlins. It was an amazing game. I got a kids tshirt with the orioles on it, and got my picture taken with the Bird. I caused a huge pileup whilst getting ice cream though. Oh that was hilarious. The lady overcharged me and then couldn't figure out how to void it and then locked up the register (this sounds quite familiar...oh like rite aid) and then the line grew to 20 people (angry people) behind me and I felt horrible. The lady told me not to come back to that line, lol.

There was almost a fight on the field, too! Melvin Mora got hit by a ball and then both teams rushed the field and it was crazy. Wanna know something really crazy though? On the ride back home on the light rail, we were entertained by a bunch of super hot (and very drunk) Towson U. boys!!! "ORIOLES!!!" "OLE OLE!" "USA!!! SPAIN!!!!" And then someone shouted "Yankees!" and then lotsa boos occured lol (like it should be!) But yeah they asked my mom out, lol. And there was a blonde Lexi Smith look alike!!! (drool.)

So I am home now. Not excited about fully figuring out the last three weeks of my life, but, that's obsession for ya.