argh!

dear stupid bitch ass customer,
under no circumstances do you ever have any right to yell at me. come in and try that again and watch me get your account closed.
stupid hoe.

not so much love,
me.

and again.

three weeks down, one to go. i keep telling myself that but then i realize all that means is that i get to do this same thing closer to home. now, i'm not going to say i hate this job. it's not one of those things where i wake up in the morning and seriously consider shoving a pointy object in my eye just to get out of going. no, i don't hate it. but i definitely do not love it. not nearly. it's okay. i might be able to grow to like it once i get a little more used to all the procedures and the nervousness goes away. and to be honest, i would probably like it a little better if i could sit sometimes. my ankle has been giving me no end of problems this last week and it's only a matter of time until my knee starts hurting too.

however, i do love everyone at the vallejo branch and i'm kind of sad that i'm not going to actually be working there. i'm not sad that i won't be living in a hotel though. i can definitely do without that part. and apparently, i'm not even going to the branch i got hired for at first. i'm going to the other one in martinez first. for at least a month, possibly more. it's not a big deal, i guess. just a little on the frustrating side. like nothing about this job is going the way it was presented to me. but i suppose we won't get into that in any more detail.

in other news, i was just at amy's house watching rachel and her friends get ready for homecoming. probably the only time i will ever see michelle merino in a dress. the girls looked so pretty and grown up. it actually made me feel kind of old. =/

being a grown up is overrated.

i don't mind being busy or anything.
in fact, i'd rather have something to do than nothing most of the time.
but fuck if working 40 hours a week doesn't make me tired all the time.
i guess after not working for a year, i forgot about that part.

and i miss michelle.
just sayin.

the past week.

okay fairfield sucks. or at least sitting in a hotel room by yourself for most of the week sucks.

but on the plus side, i hung out with brandie. and i got a really nice jacket. originally $70, and i got it for $17 because, hello, i'm amazing. AND me and brandie had a sushi party in my hotel room. it was awesome.

training was more boring than i could ever imagine. i never did well with "school." and well, i still don't. it was all i could do to not shove my pen in my eye this week. no joke.

and then, today, in the bank. holy crap. i stood/sat all day watching my trainer's other trainee do her work. it was... fascinating. only not really.






oh, and i feel the need to state for the record that i have a total girl crush on kat von d.