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My Life Thus Far
2007-05-19 04:45:47 (UTC)

I've Found My Place

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In the past 3 days, I've worked 21 hours (making it a
grand total of 29 hours this week), which is more than
most of the girls work in a week. I think I've found my
place at Victoria's Secret. I'm very much at home there
and I love my job. I don't think I've ever enjoyed
employment as much as I'm enjoying this job. At least one
aspect of my life is going right. Now if the rest could
just follow suit. The rest of my life is at a stalemate
right now. Nothing terrible is happening, but nothing good
is, either. Once I leave work, I don't really have much
happiness to speak of. This is sad. I should be happy. I
have every reason to be, but the few reasons I have to be
unhappy creep up and amplify themselves. I need help. I
see Dr. Martin on Tuesday. I'll bring this up then.

Today I ping-ponged between Fitting Room Lead and the cash
wrap. By far, I prefer being at the cash wrap. I get more
credit there (because it's easier to sell the benefits
when the person is ready to shell over $50 a bra) and the
person has already found what they're looking for. When
I'm in the fitting room, by far it's more work, but when
I'm in a good mood, I enjoy being there, too. Which I was
today, so it was all good. I've never been Fitting Room
Lead before, but it was nice. Anything with Lead at the
end of it is nice, because it means I'm in charge. I enjoy
being in charge. That's just who I am. I prefer NOT being
told what to do. I like to do the delegating.

I'm looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow morning, but
the rest of the day is going to be busy. I need to get my
nails done. I chipped one yesterday lifting the gate at
opening-time and it's driving me insane. I work every
available hour next week (that hours that Kiki isn't at
therapy), so I can't get it done then. I'll have to take
the girls with me, which should be an experience. Then, I
have to buy a present for Alex (a little boy in Kiki's
daycare class) because she's been invited to his birthday
party tomorrow. Apparently, he's enamoured by her. She
doesn't seem to realize he exists (she's in love with a
little boy named Tanner), so we'll see how this goes. A
McDonald's full of 2 and 3 year olds should be exhausting.
I might not be in such a great mood tomorrow evening.

I'm going to bed now. I've got a long day ahead of me.
Ciao.




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