well yesterday started off well enough...beautiful hot day!
decided to walk into work on my last day off for the week and get some exercise...the goal of course was to get my cheque cuz it was payday.
then after walking like 5K to work in the blistering hot sun I get to work only to receive a retardedly low paycheque and to have them tell me not to bother coming in the next day cuz there just wasnt enough work for me and my bitchy coworker.
so I cant to the brutal conclusion that work is screwing me over.. the little break they gave me had nothing to do with them being sympathetic over me being tired at work, but they just couldnt afford to pay me.
anyway I came to the conclusion that I just coulnt afford to be working there and it made me sad that I could have been making more cash is I was waiting fucking tables then what I was making that week after only being "allowed" to work one day of the week. I have a house to pay rent on, bills flowing in and a $400 debt from the cash my folks lent me for my trip to San Fran. I was freaking out.
then today I got not one but TWO calls back from other Graphic design houses that I'd handed my resume into. at this point I'm ready to walk into work on monday, punch in, quit, and punch out
Tommorrows my son's birthday...4...gah! gonna take him to the annual daytime street party called Westfest, tons of stuff for the kiddies then we're gonna do the party at my folk's house, then the mum is taking the birthday boy and I get to hit dowtown for dinner and dancing with some friends and my good ol montreal friend. Should be a crazy active day and awesome weather.
Things are lookin up.
decided to walk into work on my last day off for the week and get some exercise...the goal of course was to get my cheque cuz it was payday.
then after walking like 5K to work in the blistering hot sun I get to work only to receive a retardedly low paycheque and to have them tell me not to bother coming in the next day cuz there just wasnt enough work for me and my bitchy coworker.
so I cant to the brutal conclusion that work is screwing me over.. the little break they gave me had nothing to do with them being sympathetic over me being tired at work, but they just couldnt afford to pay me.
anyway I came to the conclusion that I just coulnt afford to be working there and it made me sad that I could have been making more cash is I was waiting fucking tables then what I was making that week after only being "allowed" to work one day of the week. I have a house to pay rent on, bills flowing in and a $400 debt from the cash my folks lent me for my trip to San Fran. I was freaking out.
then today I got not one but TWO calls back from other Graphic design houses that I'd handed my resume into. at this point I'm ready to walk into work on monday, punch in, quit, and punch out
Tommorrows my son's birthday...4...gah! gonna take him to the annual daytime street party called Westfest, tons of stuff for the kiddies then we're gonna do the party at my folk's house, then the mum is taking the birthday boy and I get to hit dowtown for dinner and dancing with some friends and my good ol montreal friend. Should be a crazy active day and awesome weather.
Things are lookin up.
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And if like Southern BBQ, don't forget the Rib Festival is going on on Sparks Street from the 15 to 16. The food is hella expensive,, but oh so good....
take care,, and hope you're keeping cool...
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