A million words and phrases


05-23-03

~Need to spill, let all of it out right now.~

So, I got my wish yesterday. I got several wishes granted actually. Interesting story...so here it is. I called Tim like sometime last week and got the answering machine. So I left a message knowing full well that they tend to screen phone calls. So I figured if I was polite, he'd call back. But...he didn't. So yesterday, I was sitting here wondering why he hadn't returned my call. My mind tends to run away with thoughts like these. I started to worry that maybe his parents finally did kick him out. Or even worse, maybe he was dead. (yes, it's silly. But my head just works like that.) So, I called him again thinking I'd leave a message about my stuff that he was supposed to send to me. He called me back about 5 minutes later. Yes, I talked to Tim. It was surprisingly a good conversation. I asked why he hadn't sent my stuff and he said it was just a tough time with money now cause he just switched jobs. I guess he's cleaning pools for super rich people now. And he said he'd send me the stuff soon. I asked how he was. He's doing good. And I'm glad. He's dating some girl that he met over at the school that Thad goes to. And they're getting their shit pierced. (that's how he put it) OVERSHARE!!! But whatever. He's excited about getting a new tattoo. And he asked if I'd dated anyone. So I told him that I pretty much predicted everything he ever said. He assumed that it meant that I was back with Kyle...or "him" as he lovingly refers to my X. But I told him no. Just that I "dated" the 2 guys that he figured had a thing for me before I moved to CT. And we had a good laugh about that one. Then he asked what I've been up to and if I had a job. And I said nope, no job. But I've been hanging out with Laurie and Nicole a lot and partying. I've been drinking and doing the things that I once bitched at him for. That kind of made him mad. He told me not to tell him that because that was the reason why we broke up in the first place. But hey, people change. Life goes on. So we basically ended the conversation with "my how the tables have turned." He told me to stop being a lazy bastard and get a job. And I told him that he's got my cell # so feel free to call me. And that was that. Or so I thought.

~We change a lot and then some some, know that we have always been down down.~

That conversation was honestly just what I needed to build some motivation. Thinking about Tim of all people telling ME to get a job. I took a shower and put on some snazzy clothes, went out...and the 2nd place I went to asked me back for an interview. First I stopped at TanOne cause Nicole told me that she heard they were looking for a new manager. So I dropped off a resume there. Then I dropped by the mall to talk to Shannon. Well, when Laurie and I went to the mall to see Night Ranger, she coaxed me into asking the guy at the new "cybercafe" if they were hiring. He said that they weren't at that time but I should drop off a resume just in case. Flip back to yesterday, I took my resume in there on my way down to Wet Seal. This is how it went down. I walk in, and there's nothing but a group of younger guys standing around talking. So I stood there for a second until one of them piped up and asked if I needed something. I said that I was in there a couple of weeks ago and spoke to a guy...ya. So, he takes my resume and acts like he's looking at it. (he seriously looked like he was about 12) and he asked if I thought I could sell a computer. I said, "oh I'm sure I could". He runs in the back to find someone important. Out walks a group of what seemed like 15 guys. But it was only like 4. One of them introduced himself as Tom. Basically what it came down to was he asked me a couple of simple questions...full time or part time? What do you know about computers? You know...like that. (I'm getting tired of telling the story) So, he asked me to come back in the following day for an interview. (the following day = today) I went in there today and had a nice convo with this Tom guy who happens to own the store. It's all locally owned. He and his partner do a lot of corporate computer systems. Routing and tech support. Things of that nature. But he opened the store just to get the name out. It IS a cyber cafe to an extent. They've got all the quasi-cool coffees and shots of straight caffeine. Soda and stuff like that. And you can get on their computers to check your e-mail and whatnot. But they take in outside repairs. People's messed up PC's. They'll do anything you want pretty much. Add extra cards, updates, cd burners or whatever. They've got all these badass high tech systems displayed. CPU's that are decked out in funky colors with tattoo like drawings on the sides. The atmosphere is like...an underground techno hackers hangout. It's dark and they've got the techno bumping. There's a huge Harley on display. It's weird. I was hired on the spot. And pretty much forwarned that it's nothing but wildly loud and obnoxious guys. So on top of their reasoning for hiring me (because I'm a hot blonde and computer geeks will dig that. He seriously told me that.) I guess there's a lot of cursing and sexual harassment. I tried to explain, I've been in crazier work environments. I cuss more than the Osbourne's. Foul language doesn't bother me at all. And as for sexual harassment...HA! No one will ever top Cristopher Daley. And that didn't even bother me as much as it amused me. I thought it was absolutely hilarious. So, with that all set straight, I'VE GOT A FUCKING JOB! That's right folks, I'm payin' the bills. I start on Tuesday, and if it weren't for this weekends plans, I'd be freaking out. I will be maxing out the credit card this weekend though. I have to go buy some cute girly clothes. Since all I own is t-shirts and jeans. Tom pretty much told me that I can wear whatever the hell I want as long as I look good. Sounds good to me. huhuhuhuhu!

~What I say goes, I'm in control.~

So what lessons have we learned today? Procrastination gets you nowhere. And it pays to look good. NICE!

~Miss Independent, Miss Self Sufficient.~

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