Tonight was sort of a girl's night for Kristin and I! And the baby. Only he's not a girl, so I don't think he counts. Jason works 4 to 10 PM (ouch) and my shift today was 9 AM to 3 PM, so we barely got to see each other before he was gone. Since then, Kristin and I have napped, played with the baby, and watched the Hannah Montana concert movie on Starz On Demand.
That fifteen-year-old millionaire works harder than I ever have.
My assistant manager is on a mission to try and be as passive-aggressive and mean as possible until I leave... unfortunately, I'm pretty much on cloud nine about quitting right now, so she's getting kind of frustrated. I'd feel bad for her, except that I purposefully gave me two weeks' notice in a way that would absolutely not get her in trouble (despite her being a big part of the reason I quit, and her being the entire reason my roommate quit). I'm not sure where this hostility is coming from, except that she seems to be convinced I'm making trouble when she's gone.
Oh well. Two weeks, I tell myself. Two weeks as of today and I'm out.
Wal-Mart is hopefully calling me on Monday. There are several openings that I am qualified for. I'm holding out for greeter at the TLE. The Tire & Lube Express, for those of you who don't know, is where Jason works. Wal-Mart has no problems with us working together so long as neither one of us is in a position of authority over the other, and we wouldn't be.
I will soon be at a point in school where I'll have to decide when my thesis show is going to be. I'll put it up here so everyone can know, in case anyone wants to make the trip. It's a long trip for some of you, I understand. I'll try and get photos to put up when the time comes so you can see.
That's about all I have for now, really.
Tomorrow I work 2 to 9 PM, which actually isn't a terrible shift. And it's pretty much just me and Kristin the whole time, which is nice. Kristin and I are working just the two of us again on Sunday, and then, ta-DA!, I don't work Labor Day! I was originally scheduled but they cut that shift out. The assistant manager thinks she's punishing me by cutting me a shift, but seriously, I haven't had a day off in a WHILE and won't have another one until my two weeks is up, so I plan to start off my day with a luxurious bath and a whole lotta nothin'.