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Dec. 17th, 2005 11:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Diet update
Starting weight: 346 pounds
Current Weight: 315 pounds
Total Loss: -31 pounds
I wonder if you can get in trouble for leaving work 3 hours early without saying anything to anyone about it.
I was supposed to work opening shift, starting at 7am, yesterday in the cafe. Nickcol and I switched shifts, which left me coming in at 10am. I woke up to a phone call at 10:22am. Rushed through my shower and preperations for work and managed to make it there just after 11am (I think I actually bent the space/time continuum at one point. Q would be so proud. (fans of star trek: tng will get the reference)).
Anyway. I was put on a register as 3rd backup, not even supposed to be called up there unless the other 2 cashiers got really backed up, but I wound up being up there for almost the entire day (leaving me getting blessed out several times by the general manager for not getting my stock put out).
At 3:30, they pulled me over to the cafe to take over and let Nickcol go home. This was all fine with me, until I was told by the general manager (on his way out the door going home) that I had to stay until 9 to make up my hours from where I came home early the other day when I was sick.
The cafe closer, Amanda, came in at 5pm and they got us all changed out. My till was counted and all paperwork done by 6, so I left.
No one's said anything, and I know I'm short on hours this week, but I just couldn't make myself stay there anymore. I was hurting, hungry, sleepy, and just outright depressed. All in all, I just wanted to go home and curl up somewhere.
Now I feel much better, but I'm bored to tears. No one's online since
ladycat777 had to go shopping. My niece and nephew are down today to visit because we can't make it up there tomorrow for her bday party, but they're both lying down for a nap. My brother and sis-in-law are gone off shopping so they can get xmas stuff while the kids aren't with them. My mom is napping so she can work tonight, I don't speak to the asshole she calls a boyfriend, and Nancy (my best friend) is at her house cleaning. Add to that, all my links and stuff are upstairs on the other computer (which is in the room where the kids are napping) and I can't get to them, so I have nothing to read, and you get one very bored CJ.
Also, I remember there being a purpose to this LJ post, but it's now escaped my mind and the post has become nothing but me boring you with details of my job and bitching about being bored. I deeply apologize for that, but I'm too lazy to use the backspace or delete keys to change anything.
And T minus 3 days and counting before my Yule project is to be posted on excessant and I still only have a page and a half handwritten, and it's not even here at my house. I really don't want to disappoint anyone, but that seems to be all I'm good for these days.
I swear I don't say all this stuff just to get sympathy. I really don't. This is just how I feel about 90% of the time.
Okay, I'm going to run and stop whining about everything now. Feel free to skip this post unless you just WANT to read more of my whining and bitching.
Starting weight: 346 pounds
Current Weight: 315 pounds
Total Loss: -31 pounds
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I wonder if you can get in trouble for leaving work 3 hours early without saying anything to anyone about it.
I was supposed to work opening shift, starting at 7am, yesterday in the cafe. Nickcol and I switched shifts, which left me coming in at 10am. I woke up to a phone call at 10:22am. Rushed through my shower and preperations for work and managed to make it there just after 11am (I think I actually bent the space/time continuum at one point. Q would be so proud. (fans of star trek: tng will get the reference)).
Anyway. I was put on a register as 3rd backup, not even supposed to be called up there unless the other 2 cashiers got really backed up, but I wound up being up there for almost the entire day (leaving me getting blessed out several times by the general manager for not getting my stock put out).
At 3:30, they pulled me over to the cafe to take over and let Nickcol go home. This was all fine with me, until I was told by the general manager (on his way out the door going home) that I had to stay until 9 to make up my hours from where I came home early the other day when I was sick.
The cafe closer, Amanda, came in at 5pm and they got us all changed out. My till was counted and all paperwork done by 6, so I left.
No one's said anything, and I know I'm short on hours this week, but I just couldn't make myself stay there anymore. I was hurting, hungry, sleepy, and just outright depressed. All in all, I just wanted to go home and curl up somewhere.
Now I feel much better, but I'm bored to tears. No one's online since
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Also, I remember there being a purpose to this LJ post, but it's now escaped my mind and the post has become nothing but me boring you with details of my job and bitching about being bored. I deeply apologize for that, but I'm too lazy to use the backspace or delete keys to change anything.
And T minus 3 days and counting before my Yule project is to be posted on excessant and I still only have a page and a half handwritten, and it's not even here at my house. I really don't want to disappoint anyone, but that seems to be all I'm good for these days.
I swear I don't say all this stuff just to get sympathy. I really don't. This is just how I feel about 90% of the time.
Okay, I'm going to run and stop whining about everything now. Feel free to skip this post unless you just WANT to read more of my whining and bitching.
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Date: 2005-12-18 07:17 pm (UTC)I'm looking for a new job too. If I find one, I'll let you know so that you can apply and then we can both bail together.
And we can purposely pour espresso grounds in the Snow Joe so that Snow Joe gourmet lady's head will explode. *cackle*