As most of you know I have only recently ( a few months or so) descended to a newer level of hell at work. I do not know these girls very well, I do not have their cell phone numbers, nor do they have mine. They know very little about me, which just makes this more funny.
I have mentioned before how I tend to put off that “witchy” vibe….well…. Today at work one of the girls asked me if I would be watching the new season on American Horror Story? I explained to her how I killed my cable, followed by a why? I guess this new season is all about witches. What she said next made me smile and/or chuckle all day. I know she didn’t mean it in a bad way, I have just heard it before……” I just feel like you stepped right out of Salem, from the past. You are so good with your herbs and soup, it’s like magic.” I am choosing to take it as a compliment, but do you see what I mean…I put out that vibe.
I cannot be labeled, I am me. It just cracks me up that when people try to label me…this is the one they use. Who knows maybe the jokes on me?
I survived another day of being cannon fodder on the phones. I don’t want to talk about it.
I almost had a full interview at Hobby Lobby tonight. It was part time, they close at 8 and are closed on Sunday. When he asked me about Saturdays…..I couldn’t do it. It’s the only day I really get to spend with my kids. My son turned 18 today….how many Saturdays do you think I have left? I can’t believe I am old enough to have an adult child. So I politely excused myself from the interview, not wanting to waste his time or mine.
About an hour later I received a call from Pier 1 and was offered the job..whew! I am happy to get the job but still bothered that I need a second job just to pay for heating oil. 😦 It’s just not right.
With all of this”life” stuff going on I almost forgot that this is my one year anniversary. It has officially been 365 days since my last cigarette. I still want one, but I didn’t cave…even under all of the work hell! Zia