| MY GOODNESS! I feel so.....undescribable.
I'm happy in a sense because I found out someone besides family loves me like I want them to, of course it doesn't help that these feelings were held back for about 3 years and he's leaving for college next year around January or whenever soon. I'm also happy because mom said she wants to trade in the van and get another vehicle, and then save for another one for me. (I was already planning on getting one with my tax refund, if it's possible.) Yesterday I took orders in the dining hall, and I came out even. (Which is what you want, if not with more money than you should have.) In fact, I even had to have a hundred skimmed from the register.....(that's a good thing, the manager puts it somewhere safe)
I'm irritated in a sense because I haven't talked to Alicia in a while, and my phone has about 92 cents on it. I have 5 days before my phone payment gets drafted for the phone plan from an account that has the bare minimum in it. Last Wednesday, I worked Drive-thru (the change part) and ended up short by $12.86, so they are taking it out of my pay. It was my first time handling money like that, so I probably gave someone more change than I should have. In fact, I forgot to gie this one woman $8 in change. I swear, I didn't steal any of the money I was short by. I felt a lot better when a friend told me about how they were short $150 one time and then their manager put $20 in to make it not as bad. I was thinking about getting play money to work on my speed for counting...It took me a while to count yesterday before I could get on dining hall register. I had to count out a total of $100, but I came up with $99.60 after 20 minutes. So I recounted, this time I put it all on the counter in front of me, dimes, quarters and nickles by a dollar and then separated from the whole amounts if there were extra (like with the dimes, I put $8 by itself, and the 20 cents on the side and came out even. I was just like.whoo-hooot! They complain that I do things slow. But I know they don't complain when the customers get what they want.
I have just a few moments before I have to go to work. And mom's irritating me. With everyone, it's like I don't know what I'm talking about and then they snap at me when I'm going to say something and then correct me before I even get it out. Just because someone lives with me doesn't mean they know me. Not completely. But it's whatever.
Ya'll take care now, ya hear?
|