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my new office job didn't go so well. let's just say i don't fit in the office atmosphere.

is this what a caged bird feels like?

alright...and what the fuck is up with all the bitchy women working in offices. you know the type...you ask when is a good time to do such and such, and they tell you the wrong time so you get in trouble, and look bad. that sort of thing happened to me about four times in the last two days. and by the people who were "training" me. haha they are so threatened by someone new they have to sabotage that persons employment.

i hate to sound or be bitter, but good gawd...it's frustrating.

the temp agency that placed me at this office gave me a ring and we agreed i am not a good fit for this place.

congradulations ladies at Salem Tool, you got what you wanted. the tattooed weird looking girl is gone. i am not permitted to return for work there.

so the job hunt is on again.....
i am going to get back in the restaurant swing. i'm a good waitress. i always knew i would fall back on it eventually.
perhaps, maybe i will be able to make enough in the evenings waiting tables to somehow save my frame shop? it's a fucking long shot, but dammit, why not?

om a lighter note, i am making what i hope to be a yummy dinner for myself! i'll eat, try not to think too much, and drink some wine......

maybe even soak in a nice hot bath. ahhh...

yep, that's my plan!