Volume 2 is the second section of the Blue Journal – 2 of 3
Well, I don’t guess I will ever have a real day off.
This morning we went to the bank and changed my minimum account balance requirement from $1000 to $600…but I am still under that once my written checks clear the bank.
When I got home, I had to hit the streets on Walkabout to pass out my Lawn Mowing Service fliers. It wasn’t so bad at first because I only had to do 1/4 of the town. So I went down Highway 171 and then (more…)
*sigh* Things are getting better now. With less things that I have to get for my parents and more control over how things are run at DQ. I am finally settling in.
Steve is going to have me start writing next week’s schedule on Friday, but I just spent the last hour on one, and finished it. I don’t see why it takes other managers sooo long to do their job. Not to sound conceited (although this will) but (more…)
Jackie, MercyMe, and State of the Union. Those were the highlights of my day today.
I got to work with Jackie and found out some interesting things about her. One disappointing thing though, is that she is only 16. But she listens to rock music and is a cowgirl.
Anyway, I was listening to HOT 100.3 FM (in Dallas) and they played “I Can Only Imagine” by MercyMe. Also, they apparently had them on their morning show this morning. They played off the “Christan” aspect of it and said “it is a good song…that’s why we play it, even though it is from a Christian band.” It didn’t matter to me, just as long as it was played it’s a good thing.
Well, tonight was the President’s State of the Union address. (more…)
Well…it’s Monday. I keep getting more and more things to do on Monday, at DQ, that is. I get thre at 8:00 am to sort out the weekend’s finances (because we have some employees there that, if compared to a box of rocks, the rocks would have more sense). So that takes about 45 minutes, if I’m lucky. Then I set up the store -a good 15 to 30 minutes depending on whether or not the people on Sunday strained the grease, or broke-down the ice cream machine properly. They didn’t…of course. So an extra 15 minutes…it’s not 9:30. We open at 10 am.
Now, the reason I get there at 8:00 is (more…)
Superbowl Sunday…woohoo! But first, church. It was different today, a lot of things were.
For one thing, I came out of the bathroom, only to be yelled at by my stepdad to get ready because we are leaving in 30 minutes. But he can clearly see that I am totally ready. So he has to change subjects on me so he doesn’t look stupid for yelling at me with no reason. He plays the “I’m not willing to get out even though I want out” card. HA… (more…)
Man…today was confusing. We had our meeting today at DQ, and Steve announced to everyone that I am now the head shift-leader. We also started training Tom today for the front, which means that I get to cook. I didn’t mind cooking, but I was confused all day, and couldn’t think straight. I understand now why I always work front counter since I am required to do more while I am there. (more…)
Well…hmm…
I had lots of free time this morning at work, since I did the paperwork last night. But I filled it with the things I don’t normally do. However, when I got my grocery order, I realized that I forgot to order french fries and small cup lids…even though they were both on my list. I guess I over-looked them. (more…)
Grrr…today was supposed to be my day off. HOWEVER, I caught problems ALL DANG DAY from my stepdad. He starts off wanting me to sell my computer so I can come up with a way to pay off the car even SOONER. Every freakin’ day the deal changes. And I am NOT selling my computer…not for negotiation. I have now until June 10th to get the car paid off, then I have to sell the computer if I fail. The point is to have the ability to find another job in Waco that pays more than $8.00/hr…possibly at Foley’s or Mervyn’s. But the whole ordeal was so frustrating, I thought of (and not that I would ever go through with it, or even attempt it)… (more…)
Blah Blah Blah…I tried the “lounge”-ing that Benji does so frequently in his journal of fall 2002, and got in trouble. My stepdad came home early and hit me up with all kinds of questions about my budget. I only had some answers. But what I don’t understand is when he asks “Why haven’t you…” and I answer him, it is always “I don’t want excuses!” I’m thinking “I’m telling you why I didn’t…and you still yell at me…don’t ask if you don’t want to know. Just be glad I am telling you the truth about why it’s not done!”
Anyway, I finally received word on my promotion, and that is, (more…)
And thus, I begin a new section in my notebook. It has now been thirty days after my return home from ETBU. Â Let’s take a look at all the things that have changed in 30 days:
Ok, this list is not working. Forget it…
I wrote Natalie back, but the letter is still on my desk. I just haven’t put it in an envelope yet.
Oooo…I saw Megan today… (more…)