- October 14th, 2008
okay so when it rains it pours.
today i finally get a call-back from Buffalo General for a phlebotomy position. so, now i think i have a choice to make, and i'm worried. i think i'll call Buff Gen to see what they offer...but....
do i want to take the other travelling phlebotomy job?
do i want to quit eckerd?
so far the travelling job is more money (say, $50 per couple on average, done on my own basis, say maybe 5 houses a day? $250 a day? don't actually know how it works) and i'm pretty sure the Buff Gen job is going to be more than eckerd. phlebotomist usually start at $12/hr at least.
so do i stay with eckerd and do the travelling phlebotomy?
or stay with eckerd and do mornings at Buff Gen?
or quit eckerd and do mornings at BuffGen and do travelling in my spare time?
oh god decisions. am i ready for the eckerd era to be over? as much as i say i hate my job, i LOVE the people i work with. i can't imagine working with people that aren't brian, steph, and robin. but at the same time, im sure at the new job i'll make friends. and there's no reason i can't still be friends with the eckerd crew.
i don't knooowwwwww
i feel a lot closer to nick lately, yayyy. i mean, i kinda dont even mind that we don't have cable since that actually gives us a chance to sit and talk, as opposed to vegging out to the tv all day. evil evil tv.
so i think its safe to say mike kaney effectively ruined our halloween party plans. we had planned to have a house party including both apartments, and a friend of mike's (and mutual friend of nick and i) greg planned on throwing his usual halloween party here. we had agreed on the 25th as a date, and discussed the 25th as a date many times. so, nick and i go up to check out the attic and see what we needed to do to get it party-ready, and coming down the stairs mike comes out of the apartment so we ask about cleaning the attic. so mike says he was thinking about having the party more in just the apartments, and since his is such a wreck, probably mostly in mine and nick's. so, we paused for a second and mike goes and gets the party invitations greg made up and....lo and behold the party date is on the 1st. so nick and i exchange glances...because of course, we have plans on the 1st. so, asking mike about this he says that it was a better date for greg (who doesn't even live here, mind you). so looking over the invitation a little more, i realize there are only 3 names as hosts....mike, greg and nick. i'm not in there. so nick asks what that was all about, and he said that he "forgot" to ask nick about that "3 or 4 times." so...basically, had we not been up in the attic, mike would have never have told us that the date had changed and that they planned on using our apartment! and the part that made me most angry, other than the fact that mike made all these commitments in nicks name without consulting him (or me, since i live here too), is that my name is no where on it, as if its supposed to be a party with greg and mike's friends, and nick's name is on there just to try and get a bigger crowd since a lot of people know nick from downtown, and my name isn't even on it. sorta like i'm not even invited to my own house party. that is no longer a house party. and i'm going to stop talking about it because it just makes me angrier. ugghhhhh
so, other than the halloween party thing, i feel actually really happy right now. not that im really pleased with my life or anything lol but i just feel really content at this moment in time.
so, i hate to admit this, but i think i got scammed on selling my phone. and i just lost a $350 phone for no reason, plus the money i borrowed from nick to ship it. so i've been counting on this money for over 8 days now, and the buyer keeps giving me this run-around (dont want to get into it) and i dont know what to do. can i have the phone shipped back to me if it hasnt been picked up on their end? i feel like i should file something with PayPal (this was all done thru paypal so thought it'd be safe) about emails ive received from them and the seller because i think the emails from "PayPal" may have been counterfeited but i honestly have no way to tell. and this on top of all the other money problems im having. not that im complaining, it is my own fault. i finally filed to have all my debts consolidated and my school loans consolidated as well so i'm not paying bills all over the place. right now, i'm living less than paycheck to paycheck. thats why i thank god i now have those two job offers. i got paid friday, saturday my account was in the negatives. thank god i kitty-sat for my aunt and uncle this past weekend, and they left me $40 to eat (for the weekend lol) and i put $20 in my gas tank. im lucky that i have a job that i can kinda take food and drinks for lunch and stuff, because i'd literally starve. plus, i figure rite-aid owes me anyway for putting up with their crap.
on another note we had inventory this morning. inventory is endlessly annoying because for the first 3-4 hours or so it's full of people just getting in my way. they inventoried the pharmacy and our loss prevention manager was back with us for what seemed like forever, and then he left, so i started taking down the inventory tags. big mistake cuz 2 hours later (im not kidding, 2 hours) he comes back and asks for the tags which i had assumed he was done with. also, i may have pissed of my district pharmacy manager a teensy tiny bit (or more). i expressed my feelings about my job, and inventory, and at one point he showed me a plan-o-gram of what our pamphlet area is supposed to look like (seriously, they care about what order we put the pamphlets in) and he turned his back and i threw it in the garbage. well, he asked to see it again, and i told him i threw it out, and incredulously he asked why i had done so. so i explained that since we are short-staffed as it is because corporate yet again cut our payroll hours, i just dont have the time to spend on something as stupid as making sure what order the pamphlets are in. news flash...NONE of our customers would give half a flying fuck what stupid order they're in. and that's assuming they even look at them, which they don't. so, i ended up getting really heated with my DPM (nick, this is the guy you met at the strip club lol) about my job priorities and at this point he'd have to choose which he likes more, us taking care of customers or making sure the stupid friggen pamplets are in order. then robin took me away and they calmed me down with tim hortons coffee which is like mother's milk to me. needless to say my DPM knew when to take his leave.
and my loss prevention manager annoys the HELL out of me. he's the type that takes his job waaayyyy to seriously and it annoys me. because if you're taking your job that seriously, you should just kill yourself.
speaking of, brian and i are devising ways to kill ourselves. we're thinking suicide pact at work....we each swallow a bottle of amiodarone and wait til our hearts stop, but then again it sounds awful painful. then again i always saw myself dying at eckerd lol...
hm, debating whether to visit nick at underground. im in my pj's and im all cramp-y and bloated, but on the other hand i'm lonely and don't have to work til 2pm tomorrow.