Shall We Call This a Lesson Learned??

Okay, so I know I was complaining about my manager before, but now I feel really bad. She called on New Years Eve to tell me I didn't have to come in. Then she actually appologized for booking me that day. I felt so bad for complaining about it. I really should've just sucked it up. It worked out for the best though because I ended up getting super-sick that night. I was throwing up until 6am. I didn't fall asleep until about 7am. Then I slept until noon when I decided to get up and brush my teeth. I felt really hot, so I sat down on the floor. I almost fell asleep there. It was that kind where you are awake but you can't force yourself to move, you know? Anyway, I got up and went downstairs around 2pm and then went back to sleep. I got up at 7:30pm and watched TV. I felt better by then. I think it may have been food poisoning.

Anyway, I just wanted to say that I felt bad about my manager. You know, one time she was eating her lunch in the back. I was up front with the customers. I had to ask her a question about the nuts so I went into the back. I don't know why, but seeing her sitting there eating reminded me of a lonely little child. It was kind of depressing, though I am not entirely sure why.

My friend is applying to work with me, so I want her to be hired. That would be sweet. We'd have sooo much fun together.

Starting tonight, I have 3 4-hour shifts to work by myself. :( That's gonna be boring. Tonight, though, my friend is coming in so I can tutor her while I work. The store is usually really dead so it won't matter.

I'm in my English class right now. My teacher thinks that I should read a story from the New Yorker called God the Novelist. If there are weird tags around that, it's because I was trying to italicize it.

So I'm going to hunt down the story. If you want to read any of my stories, go to my stories site. Click here.

xoxox byee