Right Down Into Da Funk....

Yeah. So I've been here almost 4 months. It was bound to happen sometime. My mood's going down. Work. Work sucks. Yeah, so I transfered up to the Westland store which is all great and stuff...but I've found out that it will be at LEAST another 2-3 months before I get evaluated for a raise, might even be a year. Not really sure. And my "spending most of the time in the pharmacy" is now "will probably be in the pharmacy sometimes eventually" PLUS on my second day there, I had several run-ins with a supervisor. Not manager. Not assistant manager. Shift supervisor. She kept yelling at me about every little thing. In front of customers every time. When I tried to defend myself and explain my position, she just yelled "Don't argue with me, you know better than that. Don't argue with me." Later, she comes back and says "Let's get one thing straight. This is MY shift. I am in charge. If I say somethign to you, you don't argue back, you say "Yes Ma'am." I'm 43 years old, I'm not some 13-year-old you can fight with and push around, and you WILL respect me." Uhh...yeah, right. I tend to take issue with those who demand that I respect them like that..theyre usually the ones who least deserve it. There's a certain amount of respect that I afford all people on the basis of the fact that they're people too. Beyond that...it's earned. Not to mention the fact that even the worst boss I've ever had has never spoken to me like that, in private or in front of customers. That was really embarassing.

I can't keep this up, this job is paying me enough to pay rent, eat and not much else, and it doesn't look like there's room for advancement anytime soon. 'Scuse me while I start looking for another job.

Other than that, life is good. I'm on about a week of no nail biting. My nails are now painted but they need to be redone. But I love the color. Red. It sorta shifts in the light from really deep red to a gold-orangy red. And sparkles.

I want to take up painting again. I've been saying this forever but seriously...Gah. first I need to find a job that pays me enough to buy some paints. I want to do so many things...but that one thing.

Ok...I'm gonna go be anti-social now.