So we're undergoing a remodel at work which involves restructuring of jobs. And in my case that means I'm being job coded to a new department. Which means if I want to keep my job I'll have to sell guns.

Which is a thing I am super against. So much so when I found out last week I started crying and said I'd quit first. Because I am an emotional crier.

Then I stress applied to a couple jobs I was only sort of qualified for and managed to go to work without stress crying.

I'm pretty well to tears with agreeing to the gun thing because I know most of upper management is totally cool with making sure I never have to sell a gun.

Then this evening I checked my email and one of the places I applied had messaged me about setting up a phone interview.

So that's a thing. I responded like 5 hours after the fact but at least it was same day I guess. So fingers crossed that they like me... And that car dealerships pay better than w*lm*rt since it's probably 45min to an hour from where I live at the moment.

Downside is now I'm to wound up to sleep and I have to get up early.

Back in a hotel for another week. But only four days of class this week. And more specific to my job so that I may learn something this week.

After this, I shouldn't have to come to training again. Unless I change positions, so, at least 6 months and the service manager is already trying to backstab me after I made a joke about him making sure he doesn't get fired for 6 months. Lucky for me our manager knows he's full of crap, but did warn me so I can be on my guard around the guy.

Bet he'd be worse if he knew management in our store thinks I should have his job, and also that I'm much more likely get promoted to our boss's level first as I'm being groomed for that role.

Had my interview for the department manager position I'm going for today. I think it went well. I think I probably have a pretty good shot at it.

I also found out that at least one manager thinks I should be Service Manager at some point. I mean I've interviewed for the position like 3 or 4 times, just never get it.

Also that I'm a good candidate for the Assistant Manager track. Which is a salaried position. And is something I'd never considered. But maybe if it was in the area I'm in now I wouldn't hate it.

Not going to worry about any of it though. If I get the job great. If I don't well I sure wish I got paid more, but I don't hate my current job.

I'm just done with today. It wasn't a bad day, I'm just tired. I got home from work, poked tumblr with a stick a little, ate supper. Then just sort of dozed on the couch for a good hour or so. And I could still just go to sleep right this instance. Although I'm sure by the time I get up and get ready for bed I'm be wide wake again.

Because that's how I roll.

Getting to work tomorrow could be fun. Snow starting tonight and ending some time tomorrow morning, but not early morning. Which means possibly an plowed road with several inches of snow for me and Vader to try and navigate. As long as the snow banking at the end of the road isn't horrendous he'll probably make it out.

Sunday is predicted to be much worse, snow starting Saturday night late and not ending until Monday. However I have a plan to get to work that day. Namely my boss with the big pickup who doesn't normally work Sunday's is scheduled in. And where he lives his drive in, while it's not his normal route, can take him past my road. And as we are working the same shift that day he's just going to pick me up. And if we're late well he'd better excuse it, he's going to be the one driving.

The garage opened at 7am and we didn't get the first job of the day until 9am. And most of it was people that are in so often I all but know them by name.

It never really got busy. And it was one of my favorite techs last day. I'm sad to see him go, but happy that he's found a much better paying job.

Came home, loafed on Tumblr a little. Played some Stardew Valley, with a timer set as I've proven that I can't be trusted on it.

I did get some nice presents for Christmas, a tool set from my dad, and a Jupiter Ascending/racing themed canvas bag from the not brother and sister in law being the stand out.

Mostly at this point I just want to go to sleep.

Today 2 people called out. The other service writer is now mostly forgiven though. She's got some medical issues going on that I can understand her not being in.

The other person just called out because school was canceled and she has a son, which I think is with his dad right now. But where I work if they cancel school absences are approved. My ass still goes to work.

My ankle is doing better. Part of it is actually pretty well healed, the top where it was more of a graze than anything else.

It's gross and rainy out. So I'm going to watch X-Files and chill out until bedtime.

Today is my Friday. But it's also work 9 hours and oh there's no manager day. My lunch break is not long enough for this nonsense today.

So today my boss finally started training me in the garage. I'm an automotive service writer, so I don't really need to know how to change a tire, but I've been trying to get cross trained because we're short handed and I'd like to help out.

It would have been all fine and good except that my boss started me on a truck tire. I'm only 5'5. So that truck tire was a little big for me to handle easily. And it turns out trying to use a tire spoon to pry a tire over the lip of a wheel is a thing my bad shoulder really isn't found of. I still want to learn, but maybe on like a 14 or 15 inch car tire. Something with a smaller outside diameter so I don't kill myself doing it. I'm sure once I get some practice in I'll be able to handle the truck tires, but starting out. Not so much.

Or even better, just get me certified on oil changes. I've changed oil before. There is a ladder in the pit so my height isn't an issue. And it'd probably be easier on my shoulder too.

I suspect the training was half because my boss realized he promised to cross train me when I came back to the garage two years ago and half so the other service writer wouldn't keep coming out in the garage. She keeps saying she's in training after 6 months with us, so collectively we're trying to take of the metaphorical training wheels and see if she can actually stand on her own or if she should be encouraged to find another position in the company.

In other news one more day of work then 9 glorious days of freedom. I feel bad for T. though because tomorrow is his day off and without me around he can't go anywhere unless it's in walking distance. It'll be the first time since I started working that we can't spend his day off together. :( And the week I go back to work the same thing happens again, his day off is my last day of the week. No cookies work, none.

It is another nice day out and I believe tomorrow is going to be another scorcher. Sadly the a/c is out at work so I shall be cooking.

Am officaly unemployed. Should probably be more worried about this than I am. At the moment I'm way to tired to care. I sort of feel bad for my grandmother though, she's going to miss having someone to talk to while she's working.

Will start job hunting soon. Probably. But first sleeping, lots of sleeping. And maybe I'll work on a the painting I started months ago. If I can find it again. Or I could work on the sculpture I started. Or I could crochet. I think I need to get the TV in the living room hooked up so I can just sit around at watch movies while being artistic.