Let's analyze this. The money that I will receive before Christmas I already earned, so that's a moot point. I won't get another check after this Friday until Christmas Eve, which is blatantly too late.
Things with Jeff have gotten smoother, so that Kirstin can go visit over there without having a reason for it whenever she wants. Also, Jeff is going to be at a Christmas party this weekend while I'm working, so she's going to stay with my mom instead, and he's going to Chicago the weekend after that, and can't watch her then, either.
So that's two reasons shot to hell. The last reason, was a big decision factor for me. I hate to spend those long days while Forest is working alone. Granted, this weekend Kirstin has activities with her honors choir, so I would be busy. Next weekend we're planning to go to Chicago, so that's booked solid, and the weekend after that is Christmas weekend, so it will be all over with.
All my original reasoning has gone down the tubes. So why am I still doing it? I guess it's loyalty of a sort. I would hate to screw them by quitting in the middle of their busiest two weeks. Then again, who are these people, and what do I care about them? The management staff has screwed me a few times, my co-workers are nice, but I don't really know any of them. Really, the only impact it would have if I left would be that the store profits would drop. I don't particularly care about that, either.
Bah. But it wouldn't be the "nice" thing to do. It would be quite mercenary of me. I am far too kind a person to do such a thing.
Maybe I will just ask for the days off that I want, and see if they fire me. I don't want to work the 19th, which is the Sunday before Christmas. I asked for it off already, but I'm pretty sure I'm on the schedule anyway. I have never just no-showed for a shift in my life, but I'm considering it, because I will be in Chicago. It's pretty hard to work in Lansing while you're in Chicago.
I also don't want to work the 26th of December, when my dad wants to have his Christmas celebration. That just happens to be a huge returns day, and tons of people will come in to spend their gift certificates. They certainly might can me for asking for that one off. Dear god, I'm wishing I were fired. *sigh*
Last night was absolutely frazzling. 70 kids were all very excited about performing in their concert, and were all in a room with painted cinder block walls and a high ceiling. They were all incredibly noisy little howler monkeys. My munchkin was one of the few who was quiet, but I suppose she wasn't all worked up, because she has performed many times before. She doesn't get stage fright. I tried yelling, and couldn't even hear myself. Faced with a hour alone in a room with these terrors, I resorted to my old camp counselor tricks. Soon we were all playing simon says, and miraculously, simon only instructed them to do very quiet things. Simon also thanked her lucky stars that she's not an elementary school teacher. I might enjoy teaching older kids, but this howling, noisy mob thing, and the constant struggle to get everyone to behave is just too much.
Today I read an interesting link on my friend Maggi's page about her role as a doula.
Tick Tick Tick
It made me want to have a baby again, just so I could actually experience it as an adult. How insane is that? Well, anyhow, her site was fascinating, and made me consider another sensible option for my future in college. I *could* become a nurse practcioner/midwife. It would be pretty fun to deliver babies. Then again, I was just saying I don't enjoy working with howling people. Hmm.
I'm going to see Forest for lunch! Bye.
