Recap of Past Events
Worktime Drama Llama Party Fun
There is a quote that I try to live by, and I have to say it has served me well over the years. I'd like to share it with you, and then I'm going to go ahead and let you know just how it has changed me. The funny part is, I would never know of this quote but for a refrigerator magnet. So, without further ado, here is the quote
" To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch... to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded!" -Ralph Waldo Emerson
ALright. It's been quite a while since I've updated, and for that, I apologise. I am, in fact, back from Vegas, a point which The Great Wombat has noted firsthand. I have gotten all of the hours in that I need for getting my Driver's License, and I am now 21 years old. Over a fifth of a century has passed since I came into this world. I plan to make it for at least a century more. Hopefully two, possibly three centuries. Anyway, I'm rambling.
I've got a problem. I don't know what it is, but apparantly my subconscious thinks it's a big enough thing that it made me sleep all of yesterday. For a total of 32 hours, I was completely unresponsive to the world of the living. I really wish I could remember the dreams that I had, as I am fairly certain that they would be instructive regarding what is the matter with me. So tired lately. Probably stressing over the fact that my Driving Test is coming up in less than a week. Also possibly stress from work.
Oy. Work is worth a paragraph by itself. Recently, upper management has not been playing nice with my manager. Like, to the point where he is thinking of quitting. This is an ungood thing, as I cannot think of anybody else in the store competent enough to be the manager of my department. I know that I sure as hell amn't. Now, this leaves him to pick one of two options: Either quit, or transfer to another store that is in dire need of his expertise. I can tell you that as soon as he leaves this store, the department I am in will fairly well cease to be. When he leaves, the second most senior co-worker will quit, as he is already employed at greener pastures. When that happens, I leave, as well, since there is no way I will help train whatever dregs Upper Management sends to us. When I leave, that gives the store an option: give department manager to another co-worker,or hire from outside the company. If they hire from outside (which has been done before), another two people leave the department. Making it so that an entire department is junior to two part-time workers who are only in on some evenings. Ungood in every sense of the word.
Also I have a girlfriend and she Rawks My Sawks.