#253
So I quit my silly part-time job the other day. It was much more difficult to do than I had originally anticipated; the frustration was boiling so much within me that I thought for sure it would take no more than a second to do, yet I labored over the decision for about an hour and a half before I bothered to go through with it. So much so that I hadn't even realized it was five in the evening, and that my boss had already left.
So going into the backroom, I had no choice but to simply put my thoughts on paper. I probably could, and should have confronted the woman again about it, but I saw no reason to. Why? Because every other time I've talked to Diana about anything, it's done nothing. The woman refuses to listen to the voices that address her behind her back or to her face; she simply cannot believe that she may be the heart of the problem in that store, and as of two days ago, it's no longer my battle to wage. There are plenty of people who agree with me, and that will never change so long as she continues to act the way that she does. I suppose though, that even my patience and tolerance for her kind of abuse can only last so long, and I am amazed I lasted as long as I did.
Even more amazing to me is that Crystal, whom I've been joking around with at work for...the last year, maybe even two, was apparently so upset that I called her "an idiot" and a "redneck firefighter" in one of our joke conversations, that she complained to her husband enough to warrant that the freak come in and threaten to kick my ass if I ever called her an idiot again. I just kind of stared at him and shrugged after telling him that she calls me names all the time, and that it was part of our normal exchange, and worse things have been tossed between us for the past year or so, but he wanted clear examples that I did not have the memory nor presence of mind to give, so I backed off and just took a more "Whatever, tool," attitude with him. I could have easily gone off on a tirade about all the things we've all said about him, including Crystal, but what would the point to that have been? She was obviously upset enough to complain about it, so I saw no reason to make anything worse. Matt and I were still left relatively dumbfounded though, and I think the whole thing severely hurt Matt's opinion of Crystal too - enough that he actually sounded angry about what he had seen.
But then, Matt's a good guy. So are most of the people that work there, except for Danielle, who's a good girl (heh), and Diana and Crystal based solely on bitchness and traitorosity, in that order. But it's no longer my concern.
Anyway, this is probably a good thing for me. It will force me to take a job, and hopefully it'll be a decent one, though my expectations are rather low. I'm not terribly worried about it though; Nicky's around to keep me from becoming too complacent about the whole deal, and she can strike chords with me that my family cannot. I'm not expecting to make a fortune, but at least I know something good will come from this. For now though, I'm going to relax a few days - I wanted to wait to change jobs until I at least knew what was wrong with me physically, and since I should be going to a clinic Nicky found tomorrow, I figured I should at least wait until that's over with before I start seriously trying to change things.
I need to fix the things that are wrong first before I move on towards other things, you know? Or I at least need to know what's wrong so I know how to proceed.
One thing at a time, and everything will work out for the best, I think.
In other news, I'm getting hyped for Otakon again. Nicky let me use her card to preregister online, so we're still waiting on that to finish up, but when it's done, we'll be ready to go. I should be able to raise whatever money I need to give for the room by then, and if by some weirdness I don't have a job by the time Otakon strikes, I can still tap my bank account resources even though I'd rather stay out of that little pile as much as possible.
I might not be able to buy much while I'm there, but at least I can still go. I could use a good anime con. I could use a vacation in general, but we'll see how it goes.
I also need to post more, since my blog thing is so ... "pretty" now. I don't get why the thing does some kind of wacky auto-publish or whatever every few minutes, but otherwise, I like the design. I'm going to have to fool around with it to see where the options are though, and I'm still thinking of asking for help on a new layout.
~Don
