2 posts tagged “work”
It all started that morning when I woke up to a call from Cold Stone. I had an second interview with them at 11, so I got a little nervous when they were calling an hour before. It turned out that the owner didn't have time to meet with me but the manager liked me so much they decided to hire me without the second interview. Relief! Happiness! It may not be the best paying job, but it's something I enjoy... being surrounded by ice cream all day.
(I'm starting to think that this is where I am going to go with my life. Ice cream, desserts, sweets, happiness. I'm not really cut out for gourmet cuisine.)
So, I went in to fill out the hiring packet. As I was going through the rules, I came across one that might ruin the whole thing...
Ahem, I'm getting bored with this story. Wrapping it up - my tattoos are pretty and not offensive, so I don't have to hide them and I still have the job. Hallelujah!
From there, I headed to Brooke and TJ's for some quality family time. The girls were there (pictured here, aren't they adorable?) along with TJ's son Adam. Adam was visiting from New Mexico, it was his first time in California and my first chance to meet him. I was nervous, which was weird seeing as he's only 11. What's he going to do? Hate me? Bully me?
As it turned out, he didn't hate me. But that little turd bullied me in the pool! It was totally a brother beating up sister move. He kept dunking me under the water, chasing me around the pool, and canon balling near me. It was a lot of fun, though. I'm glad I got to meet him and I'm glad we got along.
Emma and Marlee were awesome, as always. Emma started swimming with her head under the water for the first time and Marlee tried to swim without help.. not a good thing. They both asked for my brother, it melted my heart. I think Emma might have a crush. Heh.
It was a nice afternoon. I got to spend time with everyone AND! The parentals are buying me new shoes. Exciting for me because I need them for work and school. They're not cute, but they're necessary. Being broke makes you appreciate the necessary.
After a tiring afternoon running around with kids and swimming my ass off, coming home to hang out with Jeff was a nice relief. He spoiled me with food, The Simpsons Movie, and ice cream from 7-11.
Life's simple pleasures - getting a job, spending time with family, and being treated by your bff.
"Bruised" by Ben Folds makes me sad.
Love just leaves you bruised
And I've got the scars to prove
I've been up all night talking to men willing to pay for sex. Married men, committed men, lonely men, crazy men, sexually confused men, manly men - they all just want to get their rocks off.
It's such a strange world we live in.
Why it illegal to sell your body? I've never understood that. If women want to fuck for money, why not let them?
It's not something I would personally do, but I don't see the harm in letting someone else do it.
This business is crazy. So many women come into this looking for quick cash to get out of a tough situation, but once they see the insane cash flow, it's hard to go back to a normal 9-5. The money you make in a night is more than some people make in a month. How can you turn away from that kind of financial security?
Meh.
