: The End Hath Come . . .
Two major events today.
One:
New job. I am now a Relief Manager at Public Storage, a gig that pays less, has more hours, fantastic benefits and will eventually give me a new free apartment. A lot of the work there is similair to what I do at Acme anyways. Cleaning, register, that jazz. There's more phone interaction, more behind-the-scenes stuff. I'll still have time off to go to school. Sunday hours are low - 10-2! It really is a good chance for me to grow and gain new skills. Ultimatey, if worse comes to worse, I'm there for 1.5 years until I finish school.
Two:
As a result of number one, I'm at long last quitting Acme Fresh Market. Hold on. Let me say that again.
I'm quitting Acme Fresh Market.
One more time.
I'm quitting Acme Fresh Market.
No joke, no rant, no nothing. This is for real. My two weeks has been turned in, I talked to Bob today, the paperwork is moving. No more cart, no more register, no more produce codes, no more Mart Carts, no more Gus or Alzhemers lady. Nope, nothing. It's done.
I'll admit this: I'm a little afraid. I'm not spazzing, but there's a certain fear that comes with this that bothers me. I'm giving up something that (despite being so frustrating) has been a part of my life since high school. I've been with the company as long as I've been with Tricia (Acme has her beat by about a week)
I'll miss so much now. I'll miss so many people . . . but to be honest, I've missed so many that have left already that the difference is zero. I'll miss Pam, of course. I'll miss Bob Montana and Cherly and even Kathy and Diana. And Jess and Amanda. Ron and Carl. God help me, I'll even miss Lil' Diane.
And, of course, I'll miss Aaron Smith most of all. :(
Anyways, prepare for a party soon . . .
THE FINAL CHAPTER HAS BEGUN!
(whenver I see that, I always think of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIwL-lKrK5E which is probably the worst DS9 promo I've ever seen -- esp. since they're advertising some of the best episodes!)
~W~
Two major events today.
One:
New job. I am now a Relief Manager at Public Storage, a gig that pays less, has more hours, fantastic benefits and will eventually give me a new free apartment. A lot of the work there is similair to what I do at Acme anyways. Cleaning, register, that jazz. There's more phone interaction, more behind-the-scenes stuff. I'll still have time off to go to school. Sunday hours are low - 10-2! It really is a good chance for me to grow and gain new skills. Ultimatey, if worse comes to worse, I'm there for 1.5 years until I finish school.
Two:
As a result of number one, I'm at long last quitting Acme Fresh Market. Hold on. Let me say that again.
I'm quitting Acme Fresh Market.
One more time.
I'm quitting Acme Fresh Market.
No joke, no rant, no nothing. This is for real. My two weeks has been turned in, I talked to Bob today, the paperwork is moving. No more cart, no more register, no more produce codes, no more Mart Carts, no more Gus or Alzhemers lady. Nope, nothing. It's done.
I'll admit this: I'm a little afraid. I'm not spazzing, but there's a certain fear that comes with this that bothers me. I'm giving up something that (despite being so frustrating) has been a part of my life since high school. I've been with the company as long as I've been with Tricia (Acme has her beat by about a week)
I'll miss so much now. I'll miss so many people . . . but to be honest, I've missed so many that have left already that the difference is zero. I'll miss Pam, of course. I'll miss Bob Montana and Cherly and even Kathy and Diana. And Jess and Amanda. Ron and Carl. God help me, I'll even miss Lil' Diane.
And, of course, I'll miss Aaron Smith most of all. :(
Anyways, prepare for a party soon . . .
THE FINAL CHAPTER HAS BEGUN!
(whenver I see that, I always think of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIwL-lKrK5E which is probably the worst DS9 promo I've ever seen -- esp. since they're advertising some of the best episodes!)
~W~
Current Mood: 
giddy
giddy