Sunday, September 18, 2011

Movin on up

Things We Say:
You took me to the mommy store so I could pick her out!--Patrick to Dad


Blurb my brain:
I may not be going to the east side but I think I am moving up. I spent a fair chunk of my shift on grill. Then the last two hours roughly, I spent doing assembly. I messed up a bit, but learned somewhat quickly. From the discussions between the employees and managers, it sounds like I am replacing a guy who used to have an open schedule but now that he is goin to school his availability has changed. No big deal for me, since I want to work as many hours as possible.

One of my coworkers is cute, and he helped train me on assembly. Thankfully Sundays are kinda slow so I didn't feel too pressured. Plus, I had a cheat sheet if I turkeynecked it. Also, I got to watch a coworker empty the grease traps on the side of the grill. Made me not want to eat a cheeseburger ever again. But then 20 seconds later, a free one came up and I pounced on that. I am still a college kid. Gimme a break.

I think I have been made though, Readers. Remember how I said I wanted to keep Boyfriend on the downlow simply because I don't want to make them think I am leaving, and therefore risk my hours being cut?  (**)Well Coworker saw my ring and was like "wait, you're married? Is that a wedding ring?" and I thought "FUCK!" but I instead said, "no it's a regular ring that my Boyfriend gave me" and then turned around and clocked out. I am going to avoid telling them Boyfriend is in Korea. Maybe if they ask why they never see him, I can say he doesn't live around here. Lol. I have to work on partial truth telling.

**EDIT**
Looking back, I realized I actually never explained that. Readers, you KNOW how much I love Boyfriend.  I mean, look how many times he's been tagged.  And I can't even BEGIN to explain how excited I am to see him again in a couple weeks.  But I had decided that I was going to refrain bringing him up while at my new job.  Last time I was open and honest with my boss, it ended up that I got screwed over because my boss wouldn't hire me for only 6 more additional months.  So this time, I decided that I need to make my private life A LOT more private.  I'm not going to tell them anything about my hopes or dreams, or give them any excuse to cut my hours as a punishment for leaving, especially when I don't know if or when I will be leaving. Nicht gut fuer mein geldtasche.

Still, I feel a little bad that I'm not bringing him up more.  It's not like I'm hiding it, but I'm just trying to protect my future. That's not bad, right?

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