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Back Again
Feb. 21st, 2008 | 08:14 am
mood: 
blah
music: Sims2
So I'm sitting in my chair basically in the same position I was in months ago.
*sigh* January started off well but it was the month of sickness. Stomach bugs, chest colds, the DH in the hospital scaring me to death because we thought he was having a heart attack. Turned out not to be so serious but he missed about three weeks of work. To top it all off he got laid off of work two days before he was due back.
Yeah so this year is sucking hind tit just like last year did. At least this year I have a decent paying job to help us until unemployment kicks in.
That's all I'm going to whine about because I'm sick of whining. Nothing funny or interesting is really happening to me. It's going to work, paying the bills, and reading as much as I possibly can.
Hugs to you all.
*sigh* January started off well but it was the month of sickness. Stomach bugs, chest colds, the DH in the hospital scaring me to death because we thought he was having a heart attack. Turned out not to be so serious but he missed about three weeks of work. To top it all off he got laid off of work two days before he was due back.
Yeah so this year is sucking hind tit just like last year did. At least this year I have a decent paying job to help us until unemployment kicks in.
That's all I'm going to whine about because I'm sick of whining. Nothing funny or interesting is really happening to me. It's going to work, paying the bills, and reading as much as I possibly can.
Hugs to you all.
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Short and Sweet...*snort* yeah right
Dec. 20th, 2007 | 08:24 am
location: verge of sleep
mood: 
exhausted
music: drone of fan
Ok, so after having a very scary time of things and coming so close to losing our house it wasn't even funny the calvary showed up and saved the day.
I had braced myself for the fallout of informing my mom of our financial stupidity. Didn't have to tell her because the well-meaning members of my immediate family took it upon themselves to do so. The best thing that came out of this is that some of them really stepped up to the plate with genuine offers of help. What touched us the most was that someone actually offered us a place to live for the cost of utilities until we could get on our feet. Luckily we didn't have to take it. After all the dilly-dallying around the bank contacted us and a very nice agent there worked with us to save our house. I means that every one of my paychecks goes to catch us up but a tight belt is a small price to pay for keeping the roof over our heads and not having to move by the day after Christmas. The real hero in all of this though is my once again my folks. Mommy Dearest actually took out a couple of grand on her credit card so that we'd have the downpayment for our repayment plan. She never once gave me grief over this really except to say that we should have come to her sooner. And by the goddess I will be more careful and not be so tight-lipped with her anymore.
Speaking of the job that's paying the bills. I've been there three months now and for the most part I still like it. I generally have a partner in my department now that can actually help me. I love the ladies that had rotated in to lend a hand but I think they were related to turtles and we really needed someone who was a cousin to the hare. I'm not sure what to think of my bosses though. There are two supervisors and two assistant managers on nights. One Supervisor is a guy who's generally pretty laid back and he was a decent boss; the other is a real no-nonsense kind of gal, who I don't have any problems with as long as I keep busting my ass and getting my work done. As for the Managers.... *scratches head* I'm not sure what they think of me. I don't think they dislike me but I'm not exactly comfortable with either of them. I feel very judged by them at times and that makes me worry about my job performance. I try my darndest but let's face it I'm a large woman and I can only move so fast.
I will say that working in the HBA/Pharmacy/Costmetics area I've learned a lot about the people of Burg. First of all we have to be the fuckingest town. I cannot believe the sheer amount of condoms and lube we sell. And just so you know.. all those Male Enhancement drugs you see advertised on late night tv? Yeah we sell them. Second thing I've learned is that we are a town that likes to keep clean. We sell huge quantities of Suave Shampoo and all kinds of body wash and deoderant. It's hard to keep it stocked we sell it so fast So basicilly my town likes to fuck and smell good doing it..... LMAO
Ah well, gotta go call the school, Imp is home ill to today with the some stomach bug.
I had braced myself for the fallout of informing my mom of our financial stupidity. Didn't have to tell her because the well-meaning members of my immediate family took it upon themselves to do so. The best thing that came out of this is that some of them really stepped up to the plate with genuine offers of help. What touched us the most was that someone actually offered us a place to live for the cost of utilities until we could get on our feet. Luckily we didn't have to take it. After all the dilly-dallying around the bank contacted us and a very nice agent there worked with us to save our house. I means that every one of my paychecks goes to catch us up but a tight belt is a small price to pay for keeping the roof over our heads and not having to move by the day after Christmas. The real hero in all of this though is my once again my folks. Mommy Dearest actually took out a couple of grand on her credit card so that we'd have the downpayment for our repayment plan. She never once gave me grief over this really except to say that we should have come to her sooner. And by the goddess I will be more careful and not be so tight-lipped with her anymore.
Speaking of the job that's paying the bills. I've been there three months now and for the most part I still like it. I generally have a partner in my department now that can actually help me. I love the ladies that had rotated in to lend a hand but I think they were related to turtles and we really needed someone who was a cousin to the hare. I'm not sure what to think of my bosses though. There are two supervisors and two assistant managers on nights. One Supervisor is a guy who's generally pretty laid back and he was a decent boss; the other is a real no-nonsense kind of gal, who I don't have any problems with as long as I keep busting my ass and getting my work done. As for the Managers.... *scratches head* I'm not sure what they think of me. I don't think they dislike me but I'm not exactly comfortable with either of them. I feel very judged by them at times and that makes me worry about my job performance. I try my darndest but let's face it I'm a large woman and I can only move so fast.
I will say that working in the HBA/Pharmacy/Costmetics area I've learned a lot about the people of Burg. First of all we have to be the fuckingest town. I cannot believe the sheer amount of condoms and lube we sell. And just so you know.. all those Male Enhancement drugs you see advertised on late night tv? Yeah we sell them. Second thing I've learned is that we are a town that likes to keep clean. We sell huge quantities of Suave Shampoo and all kinds of body wash and deoderant. It's hard to keep it stocked we sell it so fast So basicilly my town likes to fuck and smell good doing it..... LMAO
Ah well, gotta go call the school, Imp is home ill to today with the some stomach bug.
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World's of Change
Nov. 18th, 2007 | 05:12 am
location: in the dark
mood: 
amused
music: White and Nerdy by Weird Al
*scratching head* WOW has is really been that long since I've updated? So much has changed and happened in the last few months.
First of all I've changed jobs. I quit my comfy gas station job to go work for That Evil Company or as most of you know it.... Wal-mart. Truthfully it isn't that bad. I do stocking on third shift. I'm generally in the Pharmacy/HBA/Cosmetics departments. Some nights it's easy and some nights it's back-breaking. I'm sure at some point I'll rant about it later. On the plus side of working for WallyWorld is that I get a discount and it's a full time job with the possibility that I can move up.
Second is that my DH has been out of work again. This time it's due to injury. He cracked his ankle bone and it some how damaged his tendons/muscles.. something in the ankle so that he's been out since the first of October. We're in some serious financial hot water to be honest.
Third is actually kinda good news. I'm stupendously proud of my Sprogs. Princess is finally on target with her reading levels and is doing solid B work at school. For a kid who hates school that's pretty damn exciting and noteworthy. Imp.... *wonderous* I knew she was smart but she's exceeded expectations all over the board. Hopefully I can keep from falling in the trap of expecting to much from her and make sure that she stays with her current level of enthusium for learning and doesn't turn to troublemaking out of boredom. It's a fine line that I walked myself growing up.
It's late/early and I'm going to visit the Kevin & Kell site for today's strip. If you've got the time and would like a laugh go visit.
First of all I've changed jobs. I quit my comfy gas station job to go work for That Evil Company or as most of you know it.... Wal-mart. Truthfully it isn't that bad. I do stocking on third shift. I'm generally in the Pharmacy/HBA/Cosmetics departments. Some nights it's easy and some nights it's back-breaking. I'm sure at some point I'll rant about it later. On the plus side of working for WallyWorld is that I get a discount and it's a full time job with the possibility that I can move up.
Second is that my DH has been out of work again. This time it's due to injury. He cracked his ankle bone and it some how damaged his tendons/muscles.. something in the ankle so that he's been out since the first of October. We're in some serious financial hot water to be honest.
Third is actually kinda good news. I'm stupendously proud of my Sprogs. Princess is finally on target with her reading levels and is doing solid B work at school. For a kid who hates school that's pretty damn exciting and noteworthy. Imp.... *wonderous* I knew she was smart but she's exceeded expectations all over the board. Hopefully I can keep from falling in the trap of expecting to much from her and make sure that she stays with her current level of enthusium for learning and doesn't turn to troublemaking out of boredom. It's a fine line that I walked myself growing up.
It's late/early and I'm going to visit the Kevin & Kell site for today's strip. If you've got the time and would like a laugh go visit.
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Ungrateful
Aug. 31st, 2007 | 08:09 am
location: Pissydom
mood: 
aggravated
music: Sounds of grinding teeth
*steamed*
So money has been tight and I felt bad that I was only able to grab Princess two new tops for school one which she hates (she now has an aversion to all things pink... so of course everything is pink this year). Well I found some marked down t-shirts in the red she loves in different styles, and some stretchy pants one that's even a funky black and red pinstriped. So I show them to her all exiced and she immediately starts bitching that it's getting colder and it's not t-shirt weather anymore, and the she doesn't like the funky pants, and the one shirt with the lace looks to much like the shirt she has with the sparkly gems around the necks and was that it for what I got her didn't I get her anything else?
My god I felt like I was the parent to a full grown teenager at that moment. I almost started to cry. Then I wanted to scream at her for being an ungrateful brat, and I wanted to yank it all away from her and take it back. I didn't but I did pack up the stuff she didn't like and I'll return it later this afternoon. I swear to the goddess if it wasn't for the fact that she's only nine and half years old I would swear that she's almost ready to start her menses.
The DH is working his hind end off this weekend. He says he may even have to work Sunday/Monday as well. Only this morning he got up and his eye was pufffy, so now he's saying that he may try and get out of the extra stuff. Of course he tells me this after I spent $290 at the grocery stocking up the cupboards like I haven't had the chance to in the last month and a half. We needed it done badly and I only did it because I knew he had all this OT planned. If he's really ill then I can't force him to work but it irks me that he waits until after I spend money to tell me that he's not going to be getting as much as expected later. This is not the first time he's done this.
So money has been tight and I felt bad that I was only able to grab Princess two new tops for school one which she hates (she now has an aversion to all things pink... so of course everything is pink this year). Well I found some marked down t-shirts in the red she loves in different styles, and some stretchy pants one that's even a funky black and red pinstriped. So I show them to her all exiced and she immediately starts bitching that it's getting colder and it's not t-shirt weather anymore, and the she doesn't like the funky pants, and the one shirt with the lace looks to much like the shirt she has with the sparkly gems around the necks and was that it for what I got her didn't I get her anything else?
My god I felt like I was the parent to a full grown teenager at that moment. I almost started to cry. Then I wanted to scream at her for being an ungrateful brat, and I wanted to yank it all away from her and take it back. I didn't but I did pack up the stuff she didn't like and I'll return it later this afternoon. I swear to the goddess if it wasn't for the fact that she's only nine and half years old I would swear that she's almost ready to start her menses.
The DH is working his hind end off this weekend. He says he may even have to work Sunday/Monday as well. Only this morning he got up and his eye was pufffy, so now he's saying that he may try and get out of the extra stuff. Of course he tells me this after I spent $290 at the grocery stocking up the cupboards like I haven't had the chance to in the last month and a half. We needed it done badly and I only did it because I knew he had all this OT planned. If he's really ill then I can't force him to work but it irks me that he waits until after I spend money to tell me that he's not going to be getting as much as expected later. This is not the first time he's done this.
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Unexpected Prejudice
Aug. 29th, 2007 | 04:14 am
location: sucked into the CHAIR
mood: 
thoughtful
music: drone of the AC
It's never pleasant when one is smacked in the face with their own prejudices.
Case in point, I have a customer who I enjoy seeing very much. He and his brother are both extremely friendly and polite. I'd kill to have hundreds just like him. But in a way I have also done him a disservice because I have stereo-typed him. He's a young black male who drinks a lot, smokes a lot, more than likely smokes pot as well, doesn't own a car, and still lives at home with his mommy. These are things I know for a fact. But I let these things define how I see him. A nice guy but nothing much really going on for himself.
Sunday he came in smiling his usual smile, being as cheerful as always but he was very dressed up like he'd been to a wedding or a church function. Turns out that he was at a Ballroom dance competition and that his student (whom he had partnered) had one first place. You could have knocked me over with a feather and for that I felt very ashamed. I had allowed the surface things to paint only one picture of him and didn't allow for any depth.
So I wonder how do people see me? Do they only see the over-weight woman with glasses and out of fashion clothes? Would they ever bother to see how much I love my kids and how soft hearted I am? Would they think I'm ignorant and lazy because I work at a gas station?
Things to ponder.
Case in point, I have a customer who I enjoy seeing very much. He and his brother are both extremely friendly and polite. I'd kill to have hundreds just like him. But in a way I have also done him a disservice because I have stereo-typed him. He's a young black male who drinks a lot, smokes a lot, more than likely smokes pot as well, doesn't own a car, and still lives at home with his mommy. These are things I know for a fact. But I let these things define how I see him. A nice guy but nothing much really going on for himself.
Sunday he came in smiling his usual smile, being as cheerful as always but he was very dressed up like he'd been to a wedding or a church function. Turns out that he was at a Ballroom dance competition and that his student (whom he had partnered) had one first place. You could have knocked me over with a feather and for that I felt very ashamed. I had allowed the surface things to paint only one picture of him and didn't allow for any depth.
So I wonder how do people see me? Do they only see the over-weight woman with glasses and out of fashion clothes? Would they ever bother to see how much I love my kids and how soft hearted I am? Would they think I'm ignorant and lazy because I work at a gas station?
Things to ponder.
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Missing Spikey goodness
Aug. 22nd, 2007 | 05:01 pm
location: chair of doom....my new home
mood: 
naughty
music: Dark Waltz from Legend Soundtrack
So I was just reading this Labrynith fic and it was describing Jareth's chest and I was struck by how much Jareth's body reminds me of Spike from BtVS. I was struck by this sudden longing to see half naked Spikey goodness. That long chiseled torso in nothing but shiny black leather pants....
*whimper*
Most of all I miss Spike's snarky goodness. I keep rereading Masters and Minions by Medea but I need some new Spike fic. Some one rec me some.
On a side note.. while in RL I prefer the Angel or Harry's of the world my fic world prefs seem to lean to slender, snarky blondes. How odd is that? Jareth, Spike, Draco.... any one else see a pattern here?
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walmart? did you say walmart?
Aug. 21st, 2007 | 05:08 pm
Yes, it seems I've lost my mind and applied at Wal*mart.
Great place to shop but they treat their employees like crap. Unfortunately I need a night time job working more hours and hopefully making more money so I applied there. I'm hoping that after six months I can quit and do some online work but I need cash first.
I'm going to miss my BP job but it just isn't cutting it any more.
Great place to shop but they treat their employees like crap. Unfortunately I need a night time job working more hours and hopefully making more money so I applied there. I'm hoping that after six months I can quit and do some online work but I need cash first.
I'm going to miss my BP job but it just isn't cutting it any more.
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Weird Weather
Aug. 16th, 2007 | 03:48 am
mood: 
okay
It's freaking Hailing!!!
Why is this so unusual you ask? Because prior to tonight we've been in a drought/heat wave with only a 30% chance of rain. Now we've got rain and stone size chunks of ice falling from the sky in August!!!
This has been a really wild year for us weather wise. We've been in drought a lot through the summer. More so than usual. Then right before the 4th of July we hit a patch were it would not stop raining. Areas flooded that had never flooded before. Then we went back to unrelenting heat. We expect some heat and humidity but nothing as strange as this. Shoot back in June we dipping into the 40's at night now we're lucky if it drops to the 70's.
Strange strange.
We're doing school shopping and I don't know whether to buy clearance shorts or start laying away the sweats and pants.
Why is this so unusual you ask? Because prior to tonight we've been in a drought/heat wave with only a 30% chance of rain. Now we've got rain and stone size chunks of ice falling from the sky in August!!!
This has been a really wild year for us weather wise. We've been in drought a lot through the summer. More so than usual. Then right before the 4th of July we hit a patch were it would not stop raining. Areas flooded that had never flooded before. Then we went back to unrelenting heat. We expect some heat and humidity but nothing as strange as this. Shoot back in June we dipping into the 40's at night now we're lucky if it drops to the 70's.
Strange strange.
We're doing school shopping and I don't know whether to buy clearance shorts or start laying away the sweats and pants.
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On Finishing DH....
Jul. 23rd, 2007 | 04:48 am
mood: 
lethargic
Ok, so I've read the book once, therefore I'm going to get on my soapbox and praise/rant/ raise hell/ponder and so forth about JK's final offering to us.
In fairness to the ones who haven't read it yet or are not finished, my standard tirade is under the LJ cut.
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It's Alive!! IT'S ALIIIVVVEEE
Jul. 19th, 2007 | 01:53 pm
mood: amused
*wanders in*
*shoves clutter aside*
Yep. I'm still alive. Though over the last eight months there has been some doubt to that statement. Here's what happened in a nutshell.
Had a wonderful Christmas which lead into a nerve wracking lead up to the Princess's birthday and first big girl sleepover. Hell decended five days after in the form of the DH getting laid off from job. Job market being what it is and him being a specialized tradesman meant he sat on his keister most of the time and I went to work full time. Life really didn't exist until he got called back to work at the end of May. Now he's back to working major OT, great news right? WRONG!!! All the extra being made is going to having our house painted or the city taking us to court. Bastards.
So that's basically my life in three minutes or less.
Am resolved to update more frequently. I have lots of opinions *cough*rants*cough* that I need to express.
*shoves clutter aside*
Yep. I'm still alive. Though over the last eight months there has been some doubt to that statement. Here's what happened in a nutshell.
Had a wonderful Christmas which lead into a nerve wracking lead up to the Princess's birthday and first big girl sleepover. Hell decended five days after in the form of the DH getting laid off from job. Job market being what it is and him being a specialized tradesman meant he sat on his keister most of the time and I went to work full time. Life really didn't exist until he got called back to work at the end of May. Now he's back to working major OT, great news right? WRONG!!! All the extra being made is going to having our house painted or the city taking us to court. Bastards.
So that's basically my life in three minutes or less.
Am resolved to update more frequently. I have lots of opinions *cough*rants*cough* that I need to express.
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Lost Weekend
Nov. 27th, 2006 | 09:18 pm
location: desk
mood: blah
music: Darling Nikki
I swear that I blinked and the holiday weekend was over in a flash. *blinking eyes* Think that trick could make the rest of this week go faster as well?
Wednesday was a pretty eventful day around here. The Princess and I got all of our hair whacked off. Princess was able to donate her lovely tresses to the Locks of Love program and as an added bonus got her haircut for free!! She looks cute as a button with her new swing bob haircut. I, myself, went for the totally daring and got my long hair cut so short they had to shave the back of my neck. Even the top is major short. I love my new wash and go style. Five minutes with the gel and a hair-dryer and I'm bea-u-tiful.
OHHHh made a new type of fudge for Turkey day -- Dark chocolate raspberry. It was interesting but the Chocolate Peanut butter was the bigger hit of course.
The holiday itself was busy busy to keep myself from sinking into a depression. I think that's why I volunteered to work the whole weekend at the station. You see it's been a year since my shining star passed away. If I keep myself busy then I don't have to think about the hole that my Gram's passing has left in my life.
I did find a great read this weekend. I highly recommend Sleeping with the Fishes by MaryJanice Davidson. Her books are a freaking laugh riot. It's an extremely easy read and so freaking funny. It's about a mermaid but she's snarky as hell. I mean who's ever heard of a mermaid allergic to seafood?
Sure there is more going on with me but that's about as socialable as I feel like getting at the moment. Ta for now!
Wednesday was a pretty eventful day around here. The Princess and I got all of our hair whacked off. Princess was able to donate her lovely tresses to the Locks of Love program and as an added bonus got her haircut for free!! She looks cute as a button with her new swing bob haircut. I, myself, went for the totally daring and got my long hair cut so short they had to shave the back of my neck. Even the top is major short. I love my new wash and go style. Five minutes with the gel and a hair-dryer and I'm bea-u-tiful.
OHHHh made a new type of fudge for Turkey day -- Dark chocolate raspberry. It was interesting but the Chocolate Peanut butter was the bigger hit of course.
The holiday itself was busy busy to keep myself from sinking into a depression. I think that's why I volunteered to work the whole weekend at the station. You see it's been a year since my shining star passed away. If I keep myself busy then I don't have to think about the hole that my Gram's passing has left in my life.
I did find a great read this weekend. I highly recommend Sleeping with the Fishes by MaryJanice Davidson. Her books are a freaking laugh riot. It's an extremely easy read and so freaking funny. It's about a mermaid but she's snarky as hell. I mean who's ever heard of a mermaid allergic to seafood?
Sure there is more going on with me but that's about as socialable as I feel like getting at the moment. Ta for now!
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Fic... yes I said Fic
Nov. 16th, 2006 | 04:01 am
location: Easy Chair of Doom
mood: 
accomplished
music: Burn in my Light (Randy's Theme)
Yes, you heard me correctly I wrote fic.
Going to write another one too.
Actually have one half way done even.
And because I write in so many different fandoms and I'm being bugged because I'm to lazy to create my own website to host it all, I'm going to start a ficjournal. Details to be determined. But for now here's the fic I promised.
Title: Scent
Author: MsLessa
Rating: NC-17 duh!!
Disclaimer: I do not claim any ownership or rights to the Teen Titans in any way shape or form. No money was made from this so don't sue my ass.
Pairing: Robin/Raven/Grass stain ... ooops I mean Beast Boy
Going to write another one too.
Actually have one half way done even.
And because I write in so many different fandoms and I'm being bugged because I'm to lazy to create my own website to host it all, I'm going to start a ficjournal. Details to be determined. But for now here's the fic I promised.
Title: Scent
Author: MsLessa
Rating: NC-17 duh!!
Disclaimer: I do not claim any ownership or rights to the Teen Titans in any way shape or form. No money was made from this so don't sue my ass.
Pairing: Robin/Raven/Grass stain ... ooops I mean Beast Boy
( Teen Titans Smut )
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Birthday Woot!.... or maybe not
Nov. 3rd, 2006 | 08:26 pm
location: buried under blankets
music: my own hacking and wheezing
It's my Birthday Today!!!!
Unfortunately I have a huge head-cold so I can't go out to celebrate. So I hope all my friends have a nice strong drink for me sometime today. I'd have one myself but it's no fun when you can't taste anything.
Was supposed to go out for brekkie this morning with my mom. She was going to treat me to a new hairstyle today as well. Had to break her heart and tell her no. Damn I hated doing that, especially since I need to have my license renewed and that means a new photo for it. Urggh.
I'm hoping to score something decent from the hubby. He snuck something home last night but I've refrained from snooping. Actually all I've done is sleep. Took some Nyquil last night went to bed. And then went back to sleep after I sent the girls to school.
I hope I feel somewhat better this evening. One of the local dining places is grilling BBQ ribs and donating the proceeds from dinner sales to local charity. Two great things for the price of one is always a good deal in my book.
My toes are numb. I'm cold. But my Sproglets will be home soon so I need to put my Mommy face back on. They sang me HB as they came down the steps this morning. Princess put her costume's crown on my head and said I was queen for the day since it was my birthday. I swear I could eat her up with a spoon somedays because she's so sweet. Imp made me all these little cut out hearts with I luv you's on them. I got the best kids.
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A "here's your sign" moment
Oct. 15th, 2006 | 04:52 pm
location: Guiltsville
mood: guilty
music: Show Must Go On by Queen
Ok, now I may not have mentioned this before but we've been trying to sell the DH's POS car. It smells, it's in bad shape, and really only worthy hauling to the junkyard.
Well I made a deal with a customer at work for him to buy it. He even walked clear across town that night to look at it and then walked back to my work to say he wanted it. I agreed to hold onto it for him. Said I'd sell it for $100 bucks to him. We just wanted rid of it before I had to renew my plates on it.
So after several weeks of dicking around he was supposed to get it Saturday. We'll I had to be at work at 2pm and that's also when the Notary I used closed. I called the guy, even offered to come pick him up so we could get this done. The freaking idiot sends his girlfriend's brother to come look at it and test drive it. So we're talking and the kid tells me that he's buying the car from them for $300. Now, I'm selling it to the first guy for $100. So the guy's looking to make a $200 profit off of his family.
Of course, I cannot stop my mouth from blurting out that he's getting rooked, because I am terminally stupid. Well, that and the kid reminded me of my fave nephew. So I tell the kid what the original deal was and after a quick word with the DH we agree to sell the car to the kid for the what I originally quoted to the first guy.
First guy calls and then has the nerve to get pissed at me because he got found out. The DH informed him that if he had an issue to come take it up with him. Somehow I get the feeling I won't be seeing this gent in my store for quite awhile.
Moron, if your going to screw someone out of money don't send them to the person who you were getting the good deal from in the first place.
Now for my ethical dilema. Have a steady customer at work with a touch of a gambling problem, IMO. He played some tickets yesterday and didn't hit but a small winner in a run. After he left we (another employee who I really respect) looked his tickets over. In them was a $50 winner he threw away. She said we should cash it and split it since he pitched it. In my mind I wanted to give the whole thing to him but I kept my mouth shut and we cashed it. Now the $25 is in my purse and I feel like I should give it to him. But if I had found the ticket outside, or was just going through losers and found it I wouldn't have felt a bit of guilt. Shoot if I found 50 on the sidewalk I wouldn't think twice about pocketing it. It'd be money from heaven.
So do I give him the money even though I could use it and I know if I give it to him he'll spend it all on tickets? Or is that just my rationalization? Am I required to give him the money even though he threw the ticket in the trash and had left the building? I like the guy, he's a nice fellow. Is this why I feel so guilty?
I'm probably going to give him the money. I just can't not do so. Yes, I'm probably being a dope for doing so. But it's like the car deal. I just can't keep my mouth shut for my own good sometimes. I could have used the extra money the guy was willing to pay me for the vehicle but it just seemed so dishonest since I had already priced the car lower in my mind.
I'm such a mark.
Well I made a deal with a customer at work for him to buy it. He even walked clear across town that night to look at it and then walked back to my work to say he wanted it. I agreed to hold onto it for him. Said I'd sell it for $100 bucks to him. We just wanted rid of it before I had to renew my plates on it.
So after several weeks of dicking around he was supposed to get it Saturday. We'll I had to be at work at 2pm and that's also when the Notary I used closed. I called the guy, even offered to come pick him up so we could get this done. The freaking idiot sends his girlfriend's brother to come look at it and test drive it. So we're talking and the kid tells me that he's buying the car from them for $300. Now, I'm selling it to the first guy for $100. So the guy's looking to make a $200 profit off of his family.
Of course, I cannot stop my mouth from blurting out that he's getting rooked, because I am terminally stupid. Well, that and the kid reminded me of my fave nephew. So I tell the kid what the original deal was and after a quick word with the DH we agree to sell the car to the kid for the what I originally quoted to the first guy.
First guy calls and then has the nerve to get pissed at me because he got found out. The DH informed him that if he had an issue to come take it up with him. Somehow I get the feeling I won't be seeing this gent in my store for quite awhile.
Moron, if your going to screw someone out of money don't send them to the person who you were getting the good deal from in the first place.
Now for my ethical dilema. Have a steady customer at work with a touch of a gambling problem, IMO. He played some tickets yesterday and didn't hit but a small winner in a run. After he left we (another employee who I really respect) looked his tickets over. In them was a $50 winner he threw away. She said we should cash it and split it since he pitched it. In my mind I wanted to give the whole thing to him but I kept my mouth shut and we cashed it. Now the $25 is in my purse and I feel like I should give it to him. But if I had found the ticket outside, or was just going through losers and found it I wouldn't have felt a bit of guilt. Shoot if I found 50 on the sidewalk I wouldn't think twice about pocketing it. It'd be money from heaven.
So do I give him the money even though I could use it and I know if I give it to him he'll spend it all on tickets? Or is that just my rationalization? Am I required to give him the money even though he threw the ticket in the trash and had left the building? I like the guy, he's a nice fellow. Is this why I feel so guilty?
I'm probably going to give him the money. I just can't not do so. Yes, I'm probably being a dope for doing so. But it's like the car deal. I just can't keep my mouth shut for my own good sometimes. I could have used the extra money the guy was willing to pay me for the vehicle but it just seemed so dishonest since I had already priced the car lower in my mind.
I'm such a mark.
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Feeling Confident
Oct. 12th, 2006 | 10:39 pm
location: hell
mood: 
shaking in my shoes
music: Bratz Forever Diamondz
You know how you get to feeling confident when things start looking up for you?
Yep, I was feeling just a tad smug until 3:30 p.m. this afternoon.
The DH had called to let me know that there had been a layoff that day and he didn't get cut. Now mind you, just this last weekend we were informed that weekend OT was in his future until Xmas. Today however was ROUND 1, of the cuts and while he didn't get the axe, he will probably either be forced to second trick or out the door in the second round.
I'm fucking shaking in my shoes.
His boss doesn't real care for him since he's not a kiss ass. He may have been there longer but he calls a spade a spade and shit shit; therefore he's not management friendly. Well there's a guy on his shift who's been there less than a year who'll probably get saved because he's chummy with the boss and my hubby will go back to nights or out the door. I'm hoping nights because a) more money b) gives him time to try and find a new job.
I'm soooo going to have to go back to a full time job.
FUCK
Yep, I was feeling just a tad smug until 3:30 p.m. this afternoon.
The DH had called to let me know that there had been a layoff that day and he didn't get cut. Now mind you, just this last weekend we were informed that weekend OT was in his future until Xmas. Today however was ROUND 1, of the cuts and while he didn't get the axe, he will probably either be forced to second trick or out the door in the second round.
I'm fucking shaking in my shoes.
His boss doesn't real care for him since he's not a kiss ass. He may have been there longer but he calls a spade a spade and shit shit; therefore he's not management friendly. Well there's a guy on his shift who's been there less than a year who'll probably get saved because he's chummy with the boss and my hubby will go back to nights or out the door. I'm hoping nights because a) more money b) gives him time to try and find a new job.
I'm soooo going to have to go back to a full time job.
FUCK
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NO!!!!!!!!!!
Oct. 4th, 2006 | 05:16 am
mood: pissed off
music: All About Us by t.A.T.u
THE DH TAPED OVER MY GILMORE GIRLS/VERONICA MARS EPISODES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*panting in frustration*
*panting in frustration*
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a meme
Sep. 24th, 2006 | 04:15 am
mood: 
thirsty
music: Tom and Jerry cartoons
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OMG *peaks through fingers*
Sep. 21st, 2006 | 12:05 am
location: Diva Couch
mood: 
giggly
music: Genie in a Bottle
I blame Surya for this one.
She sent me this link. http://community.livejournal.com/punk_kn
*grins* check it and see if you don't OMG.
She sent me this link. http://community.livejournal.com/punk_kn
*grins* check it and see if you don't OMG.
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Piss off
Sep. 18th, 2006 | 07:14 pm
mood: 
crappy
I am so tired of taking shit about my job.
I work one day a week and yes, I do a lot of fill in work. Somebody calls in and they call me. It makes the most sense and we can always use the money. Today the DH bitched once again about the fact that I agreed to work Saturday for a Sunday off and that I'm going in tonight because someone called in. He hates that I go in through the week. I don't see a big deal about it. I rarely go in before 9pm and I get home some time after 12. That's 3 freaking hours. I go in when the Sprogs go to bed. Yes, once in a while I rush out when he comes home but not often.
He said he's rather see me work Saturday and Sunday. I don't want that. If he works a Friday then that ties us up all weekend. No time as a family. If I pick up a few evenings through the week no one is losing out. I still get to spend time with the girls, I get to spend time with him. HE gets some down time by himself with me gone. To me this is a win/win situation. The Sprogs are in bed and there is no one here to argue about the TV or the PC. If I worked Saturday then he'd be stuck with the kids all day.
I'm all worked up now. I gotta go. Tears and keyboards aren't compatible.
I work one day a week and yes, I do a lot of fill in work. Somebody calls in and they call me. It makes the most sense and we can always use the money. Today the DH bitched once again about the fact that I agreed to work Saturday for a Sunday off and that I'm going in tonight because someone called in. He hates that I go in through the week. I don't see a big deal about it. I rarely go in before 9pm and I get home some time after 12. That's 3 freaking hours. I go in when the Sprogs go to bed. Yes, once in a while I rush out when he comes home but not often.
He said he's rather see me work Saturday and Sunday. I don't want that. If he works a Friday then that ties us up all weekend. No time as a family. If I pick up a few evenings through the week no one is losing out. I still get to spend time with the girls, I get to spend time with him. HE gets some down time by himself with me gone. To me this is a win/win situation. The Sprogs are in bed and there is no one here to argue about the TV or the PC. If I worked Saturday then he'd be stuck with the kids all day.
I'm all worked up now. I gotta go. Tears and keyboards aren't compatible.
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Where am I?
Sep. 18th, 2006 | 08:08 am
mood: blah
Yeah I'm still around.
You know me, life is always interesting.
When I feel a more than passing interest to get it off my chest I'll update again.
*blech* no will power at the moment.
You know me, life is always interesting.
When I feel a more than passing interest to get it off my chest I'll update again.
*blech* no will power at the moment.