Last venting post.

For my last blog, I’m going to vent.

I got fired from my job this week.

It came out of the blue and took me by surprise, I did nothing wrong.

My boss claims it is because I took a phone call at work and failed to call him at home to inform him.

What happened exactly:

Tuesday at work, I was getting ready to clock out when the phone rang, I answered and they asked for a manger, since I was the highest up there at the time I took the call. It was Sysco (our food supplier) and the lady asked me to count the boxes of bread in the freeze that was to expire in February, I counted 10 and reported it back to her. She said they would send 10 replacement boxes because the bread did not rise and we needed to toss what we had away when we got the replacement boxes.

So that was that. I wrote a note to my boss, so he got the message in the morning.

When I got to work on Thursday he fired me for not calling him and telling him, because he wasn’t about to toss the faulty boxes away. All I did was pass the message on from the Sysco lady. So I said fine, goodbye.

I feel it was unfair. Some people that I worked with messed up on a daily bases (LITTERLLY!) and never got fired. A few times when my exboss wanted to fire someone he went home slept on it then came back and only gave them a pay cut. But the FIRST time I mess up he fires me on the spot?! I was really pissed at first but now I think it’s a blessing in disguise.

 For one, I learned that my boss did not understand or see how much I put work and care I put into that place. Short list of things I did, that no one else did:

Bought band aids, pain meds, hand soap and lotion, kleexes, pens, staples, batteries, etc… (no re imbursement)

Countless trips to other JJ’s to get bread (not paid for gas)

Cleaned out my freezer and my moms freezers two times to store bread

Gifts to all employees for every holiday

Trained 6 new employees (assistant managers job, not mine)

Painted shop (not clocked in)

Computer, radio, phone work

Secondly I truly cared about the Jimmy John’s company. They used top quality food and fresh veggies.

I also cared about how our business profited. What I told other employees is if our business makes lots of money, then we will get paid more. So I actually made sure every customer had a good experience to come again.  I cared about my boss and his wife.

Over all I feel like I put my whole heart into that job and no one cared.

But now I can move on to a better job. One where I can hopefully make a difference and try my hardest to do my best and have a boss that appreciated everything I do. 

Florida

11/21

Right now I’m on my way to Florida to surprise my parents for thanksgiving. I am staying incognito from facebook so they cant see I’m on my way down. But like most road trips funny things happen that you just have to post. Here are a few I really wanted to post:

Jacob: (searching for a radio station) “its all country, where’s the rap.”

Me: “what do you expect we are in Kentucky the only wrap they know happens at Christmas.”

Semi’s passing each other remind me of that family guy episode when the old nazi is fighting the creepy old man.

Just filled up at $2.99!!!

Good bye jacket, hello flip flops.

Never taking a mustang on a road trip again.

SURPRISE mom and dad, I’m here! (Actual post)

11/24

When we arrived my mom and dad where SO happy and surprised to see me; it was totally worth the 20 hour drive in the back seat of a mustang.

Now I am actually on my last day here. We will be driving back this afternoon, I’m so sad. The first day or two we where here it was actually in the 60’s and windy, so very chilly but yesterday and today, however where normal Florida temps. I actually got a suntan.

Last night I got to stay at a hotel on the beach so this morning I was up at 6am to watch the sun rise over the ocean. I even saw a surfer! I walked along the beach and picked up sea shells.

I really enjoyed walking along the shore because the water doesn’t hit in just one spot. Sometimes it will fall way up on the beach other times it will stop at the shoreline. I didn’t know this so when I was walking right along what I thought was the end of the water it came up and soaked my shoes.

I’m going to miss Florida! Back to Michigan for this girl.

21 celebrations

After my bar shenanigans, I’m feeling really confident. I have a crazy schedule as far as friends’ 21 birthdays go, I have 5 friends that turn 21 in the next 4 months. That’s a lot of going out.

The first on my list was a Halloween party for my cousins 21^st. It was a small family party. When my family gets together we play poker. I usually win, but this night I didn’t even try to play.

Danielle (December) 

I decided for everyone that turns 21 I’m going to get them a bottle of wine and the biggest wine glass that I can find. All because wine makes me happy. Its perfect, when I’m sore I drink a glass, after a hard day at work or a long day at school, when I’m sad or even just with dinner. So I’m passing my wine addiction down to my friends.

Anselma (January) 

21^st birthday’s are interesting because they fall on days of the week on which most people don’t go out to the bar. So do you wait till the weekend after? Or go out the weekend before? Go out on the mid-weekday? Mine was on a Wednesday night, I went out with a small group but then on the weekend I had a big party.

Courtney( November) 

Tonight, however, is my best friend Courtney’s 21^st. she just wants to stay at home and have friends over, which works out great for me. The bar’s these days are too expensive. When I went out I got one free drink then drinks after that was like $4 for a beer, $4.50 for a mixed drink and then $5.50 a shot. Way to expensive, I guess that’s a good way too have less drinking and driving.

Being 21 or older does have a lot of perks, but it is costly. 

21 rocks!

At the start of this blog, I pretty much thought my social life was over; with school two days a week, working five days a week and then homework to top it off. I didn’t have much time off. I came home and ate, watched a little TV, and then off to bed.

One night during work I received a random text from an old high school friend, Melissa. She had just turned 21 and wanted me to go out with her to the bar. I really didn’t want too, I had just worked for over 10 hours. Then she told me a few guys we graduated high school with where in a band playing. So I thought maybe it would be fun to catch up with some old friends from high school.

Mix with Root Beer!!! 

So I met her at whites bar in Saginaw and we saw about five other people we knew from school. Not included the main band that played: Big Brother Smokes (we graduates with the guitarist) We sat around and caught up with everyone. Since I was one of the oldest in my grade, Melissa and I were the only ones out the crowd that was drinking. I felt pretty cool 

I had only wanted to stay until 11 or 12 but I was having so much fun I didn’t even care that I had to be up by 8 the next morning. After the bar closed down we went out to hang out even longer. I think it is really interesting that the kids I had so much fun with are not the kids I was friends with back in high school. We where all from different groups, but yet we still had so much fun and acting like we knew each other forever.

I think the best part of the night was reconnecting when a guy that I used to be best friends with in Elementary, recognized me. He had moved away around 4^th grade and we never saw each other again. Until at the bar. 

It’s such a small world. 

Back to high school, or so i thought.

Finally my long and boring summer of work and no play was over with. I started my first semester at delta. I noticed right away the strict attendance policy all my classes had. Not that I was a skipper or anything like that, I just liked the option. At SVSU they didn’t care. We came to class, then we came to class. It was our money after all. But really Delta, two days missed and you are going to drop me? Here’s to not getting sick for 4 months.

I thought going into Delta I would see EVERYONE I went to high school with. but that’s not the case. I rarely have a run in. How ever I have noticed that almost every student I met is either in high school or just graduated. Makes me feel old, though I am only on my third year of college. I never really gave much thought about how long I’m going to be staying at Delta, then I looked at my degree audit and saw that I only have about 1.5 semesters worth of class before my major. Then I have to transfer BACK to SVSU…

Back in the day

This semester I’m taking 10 credits and working full time. I find it hard to believe that we are over half way done with Fall 2012! Now have a stable schedule with work and school I have had a little more time to adventure out side of my box. I started by going back to my hometown to party with old friends, but after 5 minutes I realized that I DID NOT fit in anymore. I knew it was going to happen so I tried to back out but my best friend Danielle insisted. So when I left the party I was really discouraged and said my partying days are 

done for sure!

Am I done with partying or not? Answer in next blog. 

Ladybug.

My Ladybug.

Where can I begin with her.

She’s a miniature greyhound/ jack rustle mix. Only 12 lbs but can jump as high as my chest. She can run so fast and loves to play fetch. She is a very hyper dog, almost too hyper.

  

We do have a lot of complications with her. When we first got her we didn’t know much, only that her previous owners gave her up because she was jealous of other female dogs; this is not the case at all. She loves any chance to play with other dogs.

At first she was perfect; she never barked and knew a lot of commands.

But then she started to pee whenever she was scared or really happy. Then it turned into peeing only when she was scared but pooping in the basement when we left her alone. We got a cage to put her in when we go away, so that problem stopped. But she still pees when she is scared, and she is TARRIFIED of my boyfriend.

They do have good days and bad days. They love to play together but only if she’s around him for a while. When he first enters the room she hides then slowly comes around. I cant figure out why she is so scared of him and most other men for that matter. I can only assume she was abused by a man before we got her.

A good day 

Every day is getting better with her. We have figured out what makes her scared. We have finally found her favorite food, her favorite toys and her favorite treats. For some reason whenever she gets a bath she acts like a kid strung out on sugar.

I’m glad I got a dog. Its given me a good taste to what parenting will be like. Vet bills, food, toys, baby sitters, etc….  I love her more than anything.

She is my baby. 

living on my own

Procrastinating on my process analysis paper, so I’m going to write my blog.

When we moved into out apartment, it was just the beginning of summer break.

Since we didn’t have school, Anselma and I just spent our free time at our place. I was still working over 40 hours, but had my nights off so I started watching Netflix. I watched the entire season of Weeds, Sons of Anarchy, Don’t trust the b in apartment 23, Drop dead diva, GCB, Greek, Gossip girl, Tosh.0, Jane by Design, about 5 more I cant think of and started Pretty Little Liars. We didn’t have cable.

I didn’t really get out of the apartment much because after work I just wanted to rest. Hence all the tv shows I watched. My best friend Courtney had a boyfriend so she was unavailable most of the time, Danielle just had a baby she had her hands full and Anselma worded almost twice as much as me. So I stopped going out and having fun. My life had become even more boring. I had gone from party girl to working housemother.

I’m starting to see that living by yourself isn’t just paying your own bills. It’s doing your own grocery shopping, cooking your own food, doing the dishes, laundry, cleaning, and other housework. I did do all of this at my parents but my mom helped. It seemed like even thou I live with 3 other people I still have a lot of cleaning to do.

One random after noon that Anselma, Daniel and I had off we went to the animal shelter. We were looking for a cat, but instead found a dog. We all fell in love with her, Lady. She is a jack rustle/ mini greyhound. She is a very complicated dog.

I’ll write all about her in my next blog.