Good News :)

Hello, blog, what's up?

So, I have some good news. I've finally got hired for a job. It's not the best of jobs and there are times where it can be hard, but it is a job. It's mostly on weekends and sometimes I may not be working on the weekends, but that's okay I guess. No biggie to me as long as I have. The job is giving out free samples at Meijer and trying to sell the products you are sampling. That's a lot of talking to people, which is hard for me, but at least it will help me with my people skills. By the way, my title is Sales Advisor.

I'm so happy that I've finally gotten one, especially after two years.

As far as I know, I'm working tomorrow from 11 am to 5:30 pm.

Hexx stayed the night that I had to work, but she didn't have her car so mom had escort her to our house (her car is having issues). I wasn't that good of a hostess I guess because I was looking up information on what to do about a car and the prices for them. The night before she went home I had to go to bed early because it was my first day at work. I had a good day until I got home. The reason? Well, you see, mom works third shift and since I don't have a vehicle or a license yet mom had to take her home before she laid down. Plus, my sister and I had to go to that Father/Daughter Banquet within the next 2 to 3 hours, so we didn't have that much time to pussyfoot around.

Now, things went sour when I told her she had to get off the game to get ready because mom had to go to sleep soon. She then got an attitude a little.

Then, my sister reminded her to pick up her cheese wrappers from the night before. My sister was even nice about it and Hexx got an attitude at her for no reason at all. And mom was sitting at the table in the same area. Not a good idea to do that. Mom was pissed off about Hexx's attitude problem. That kind of made me mad too, Hexx's attitude. That was not necessary at all. So, now she can't stay the night anymore.

Plus, when she dropped her off she didn't once say thank you to mom for the ride. Very rude.

Anyways, another friend of mine (who I will call Chef) finally can talk to me over the phone. He's still getting his stuff together right now, but he's got his cell phone more situated than it was a year ago. Bad thing is though is that he's working himself sick, literally. Hopefully things start getting better for him so he doesn't have  to make himself sick from overworking anymore.

Well, I'm going to let you go, blog. I have to work as far as I know tomorrow and I need to get some sleep.

~Sica