Ok, where to begin...I have had so much going on as of late...Did I tell you all I was engaged?...Well, don't worry about not buying me an engagement gift, the wedding is already off. Not one of my brighter moments, let me tell ya. See, I've picked up this really bad habit of falling for the wrong guy and falling very quickly at that. Some would say that I'm trying too hard, others might say I'm not trying hard enough...Whatever. I've come to the conclusion that yes, I am afraid of being alone, but there are MUCH worse things than being single. And I have met quite a few nice guys over the past several months on this on-line dating site. Don't get me wrong, I'm pretty sure I'm not gonna meet the man of my dreams on there but I have made a lot of new friends and that's not such a bad thing. Anyways, back to the engagement thing...Yeah. I meet this guy, we got to know each other, he loses his job and gets kicked out of his apartment, and I feel sorry for him, so I let him move in. Yes, you read that right, I let him move in. For those of you that don't know me well, Drama Queen and I live with my parents...So you can all imagine how well received all this was. Anyways, I let him move in and told him I would help him find a job and all that good stuff. He was all gung-ho about it at first, but after several days, I pointed out that I didn't think he was really putting forth much of an effort to find a job...I mean, a paycheck is a paycheck, right?...Especially if you aren't getting one! Even if you're flipping burgers at McDonald's, at least you have something coming in until something better comes along. But, apparently, I am an idiot for thinking this way. When he realized that I was starting to get irritated by his free-loading, he decided to play on my weaknesses and proposed to me. Being the weak-minded individual that I am (or can be at times, anyhow), I said yes. After a few more weeks, I decided that I couldn't deal with it anymore and that he had to either find a damn job, or he had to go. I can be a bitch when I need to be and this time, I needed to be. I felt bad for throwing the poor guy out in the streets, but I honestly didn't feel like I had any other options, ya know? Did I love the guy? Hell yes...Still do as a matter of fact. Was love enough?...Not this time. I've kinda given up on the whole "love of lifetime" thing. If it's meant to happen, it will happen. In the meantime, I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy the ride, because there really are LOTS worse things than being single.
On the job front, I can only tell you one thing for certain...I just went through my LAST holiday season in retail. I can't do it anymore. I can't even begin to tell you how many times I wanted to rip somebody's face off this year. Just a word of advise, dear readers...PLEASE DON"T WAIT 'TIL THE LAST MINUTE TO DO YOUR HOLIDAY SHOPPING AND THEN GET MAD AT THE SALES ASSOCIATE WHEN THINGS ARE SOLD OUT!!!!! Have a back-up plan...If there is something that you just HAVE to have, and you can't find it anywhere, have a substitute. People, you have to remember, 9 times out of 10, it's not the stores that have control over their inventory, it's the manufacture of the product. They produce a limited amount because that makes their thing more valuable, more desirable. There is a video game shop a couple doors down from my store...A couple weeks before Christmas, they got a last minute shipment of the new Nintendo WII's...They received a total of 6. They put a sign on their door a couple days before saying that they would have 6 systems available for sale when they opened at 10 a.m. on Sunday morning. When my store opened at 9, there were 15 people standing in line...The first guy had been there all night long. Ok, I'm certainly not a genius, but 15 is WAY more then 6...So why all these people were there is beyond me. Maybe they were hoping that the systems would multiply overnight or something, I dunno...
Just do me a favor next year and don't wait 'til the last minute. Oh, wait, I don't care...I won't be there anyhow.
Ok, my loves, I can't think of anything else really exciting going on right now. Oh, wait...I told you my dog got killed right?...My sweet little Oscar?
Well, yeah...That was actually a while ago. Anyways, we were all devastated here at PVHQ, but it's all good....we got a new one. Not that there would ever be a replacement for Oscar, but Cookie will fit in nicely. I don't have any pictures of him uploaded on-line yet, but I will shortly.
Ok, ya'll, have a wonderful Sunday and I promise I will update more often. *Kisses*
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