Archive for November, 2004

Not going back after all

Well, it seems that somebody went and ran their mouth to the district manager and his boss (not sure what his official title is), and I can’t have my job back after all. Jen wasn’t going to tell them anything about it, and when they asked her about it, she tried to explain the situation for me (I wasn’t there. Today was my scheduled off day). The district manager would’ve done the same thing Jen was going to do, but big boss dude is heartless, and he wouldn’t have it. I really am unemployed now. It seems like I always lose my job around Christmas. Oh well, it’s nobody’s fault buy my own. I’m always screwing things up, I should be used to it by now.


I got it back!

Well, I got my job back, and I didn’t even ask for it. When the GM came in, she called me and asked what was going on, and I told her, and she practically begged me not to quit. All that from the woman who said she’d never beg anybody to stay. She even offered to give me a little time off if I needed it. I actually do need it, but I can’t afford it right now. I have a vacation coming in February, I’ll just have to make it until then.

I’ve been having a lot of meltdowns lately. A LOT. Even the smallest thing causes me to get all hysterical, and I don’t know why. I cry all the time, and I don’t even want to leave the house anymore. That’s just not me – I’ve always loved to run the roads, even if I didn’t have anywhere to go. I’m going to make an appointment with a doctor tomorrow to find out what’s wrong with me. I’ve got to do something about this. I just want to be normal again.


I quit my job today. I couldn’t take it anymore, and I just walked out. Stupid thing to do, huh? I’m still pretty upset about it, and I wish I hadn’t done it, but I did, and I’m unemployed, and it’s so close to Christmas, and I just don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m so fucking dumb sometimes, I swear.


I woke up with a terrible headache this morning. Nothing I did would ease it. I considered calling in sick, but I just couldn’t. I would’ve felt guilty for leaving Joey to do all the prep himself, so I went on in. I finished all my prep, and my head was still killing me, so I asked if I could go home. I was told that after M finished changing the readerboard, she would take over drive-thru, and I would go home. M was finished with the readerboard by 10:30, but she refused to take drive-thru, so I was stuck there.

I really can’t stand M anyway, and she’d been pissing me off all morning. The fact that every single person that came through drive-thru had either a squeaky, annoying voice or a loud vehicle didn’t help my headache any, so I was still miserable.

As some of you may know, I work at Arby’s. We started a sale today calle “the 5 buck roundup”. For $5 you can get 5 Arby-Q’s, OR 4 regular roast beef, OR 3 beef-n-cheddars. It’s not the 5 for $5, and you can’t mix and match. I had to explain that at least once to almost every person that came through. Some of them just couldn’t get it through their heads, and I had to tell them 5 or 6 times. This one lady came through, and she had a high-pitched voice, loud car, and was dumb as a brick. I kept trying to explain the sale to her, and she kept trying to order like it was the 5 for $5. I don’t know why, but I just snapped. I broke into an uncontrollable fit of laughter (it wasn’t funny, really), and couldn’t even talk. I took off my headset, threw it to M, and told her between giggles that I couldn’t do it anymore. Did she put the headset on and help me out? No, she laid it on the counter. So, I was forced to put it back on and try my best to do my job.

Now, let me expain about M. She never does anything. She ranks the same as me (we’re both trainers), but I have more seniority than her, and she thinks she’s my boss. That just burns me up! She started going off and saying that I was just pitching a fit because I didn’t get my way, and that I would do my job, or I could just quit. I don’t want to quit my job, I love it there, but I was sick, and I had been trying to get them to let me go home all morning. I never ask to go home, I never call in sick, and I hardly ever get an entire day off because I’m always having to come in because someone else didn’t. Today, I just couldn’t handle it. After a few more minutes of stupid customers, my throbbing head, and listening to M bitch about me, I fell apart. I started shaking and crying, and got sick at my stomach. They finally let me go home, but that didn’t make it stop. I cried and shook and puked for the next 2 hours. I’m better now. My head still hurts a little, but nothing like it did earlier. I still don’t know why I acted like that. I didn’t really have any control over it, though, and it scares me a little. I’ve had things like that happen to me before, but never that bad. What was it? I dread going to work tomorrow. Now everyone knows I’m a nut job, and I’m just a tad bit embarassed.

I was going to do it yesterday

But when I finally got back from buying all of the ingredients at Wal-Mart, I just didn’t feel like it. Then, I was going to do it today, but I spent the morning at work (they actually let me get overtime this week!), and spent the rest of the day with my girls. Maybe I’ll make it tomorrow, or Tuesday, or any other day in the next week. I’ve had a headache every night for the past three nights, so I haven’t really felt like doing anything. I just realized that I forgot to mention what it is that I haven’t been doing. I was going to make a cake. A chocolate sundae cake, to be exact. It’s the best thing ever, I swear. I could probably eat the whole thing in one sitting. The recipe is in the extended entry. Continue reading ‘I was going to do it yesterday’


Oops…sorry, Spike.Since I still haven’t gotten a computer desk, I sit in the floor and lean up against my bed when I use the computer. Spike(the world’s most annoying dog), who always has to be right against somebody, usually lays on my bed against my back. Normally, he squirms around until I exile him from my bedroom completely, but today he went to sleep and stayed so still I forgot he was there. Then, I stood up.You know, rat terriers make a nice solid sound when they hit the floor.Spike is now sleeping at the other end of my bed. Hopefully he’s learned his lesson and will leave me the hell alone!


Once again I have stayed up too late knitting. It’s after midnight, and I have to be up by 4:30 in the morning. Oh well, at least I only have to work a half day tomorrow (thanks to having to stay over every freaking day this week. I swear, I’m the only person who ever comes to work on time! Now, if they’d only let me get overtime, I’d be happy.)Knitting is my newest obsession. I’m only beginning to learn, and haven’t tried anything fancy yet, but I will soon. I’m currently doing squares in various patterns/colors to make a very ugly blanket with. And yes, I’m making it ugly on purpose – I like ugly. Eventually I want to knit one of these. I still have a long way to go, though.