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Is this an entry? I think it's too much for plurk, so here we go
SHOUT OUT TO MY BOSS FOR OFFERING ME THE DAY OFF, UNPROVOKED, AND THEN CALLING ME TODAY TO TELL ME IT WAS AN ISSUE,
LOVE YOU.......
I very much wish that other job offer had worked out. I'd miss the kids I work with, but I'd be in a better position with higher pay and more mobility. Maybe I'd be better off applying to work food service for a few months until nursing school starts? I'd get tips, and that'd be pretty nice.
But I have surprisingly never worked food service in my 28 years of existence. I'm told that this is a blessing and not to seek it out, but when my current job does stuff like this, cuts hours, and refuses to get us necessary supplies like ice packs, it's kinda hard to see how serving food could be worse.
I want a Mufasa-esque clouds-parting moment where someone bursts through the gray skies and gives me a cryptic but inspiring statement that kicks me in the right direction. Everyone is happy in the end. Hyenas eat bad management and human resources alive, and a lovely spring day arrives with cheerful little flowers and rainbows.
It's a pretty nice thought.
NOTE TO FUTURE SELF: I'm also told I should write something about my ecstatic feelings after actually being accepted to a competitive nursing program, because I hear I'll need those feelings when I'm contemplating driving my car off a cliff from the misery that is any nursing program ever... Considering I shed many tears and got frustrated with myself when taking my two summer chemistry courses, I believe that's how I'll feel. /)///(\
Also DAY 2 let's give it up for day 2 of actually documenting what I think! I did this every day for months back on LJ right after an absolutely awful breakup, and then I continued to pretty regularly just to make friends and chat, so... It is kinda nice to do it again without all that.
LOVE YOU.......
I very much wish that other job offer had worked out. I'd miss the kids I work with, but I'd be in a better position with higher pay and more mobility. Maybe I'd be better off applying to work food service for a few months until nursing school starts? I'd get tips, and that'd be pretty nice.
But I have surprisingly never worked food service in my 28 years of existence. I'm told that this is a blessing and not to seek it out, but when my current job does stuff like this, cuts hours, and refuses to get us necessary supplies like ice packs, it's kinda hard to see how serving food could be worse.
I want a Mufasa-esque clouds-parting moment where someone bursts through the gray skies and gives me a cryptic but inspiring statement that kicks me in the right direction. Everyone is happy in the end. Hyenas eat bad management and human resources alive, and a lovely spring day arrives with cheerful little flowers and rainbows.
It's a pretty nice thought.
NOTE TO FUTURE SELF: I'm also told I should write something about my ecstatic feelings after actually being accepted to a competitive nursing program, because I hear I'll need those feelings when I'm contemplating driving my car off a cliff from the misery that is any nursing program ever... Considering I shed many tears and got frustrated with myself when taking my two summer chemistry courses, I believe that's how I'll feel. /)///(\
Also DAY 2 let's give it up for day 2 of actually documenting what I think! I did this every day for months back on LJ right after an absolutely awful breakup, and then I continued to pretty regularly just to make friends and chat, so... It is kinda nice to do it again without all that.