So 4 people were scheduled to work today. 2 of them called out. Leaving, 2 count them 2 people to clean rooms on three floors of a quarter mile hotel. So tired. So very very tired.

Anybody wanna go to work for me? There will be a bus full of kindergarteners arriving in about 45 minutes.

Okay so it starts raining this fine afternoon. Just a little at first so me and my grandmother keep working. After half an hour and no end in sight, plus thunder, we decide to call it a day. Fine with me I'm pretty much soaked through anyway. Before we make it back to the cars it starts to pour. We were less than 100 feet from the cars actually. But I still to get even soggier. Every article of clothing I was wearing was wet. Ick.

And the storm is evidently moving opposite direction of normal because it hit here just after I got in the house. Farmington was working on flooding. The four lane was flooding, there was standing water on hills. And at one point the rain was so heavy I almost pulled over because the visibility was crap.

Now I am home and in dry cloths and feel a little better. Even if I have to live through the storm again. At least I'm not out in it or driving in it this time.

Today looks like it's going to be another wet miserable day in the fields. Meh.

edit: okay so my grandmother called to tell me it's raining over there. But doesn't postpone the day long enough I can get back to sleep. Ugh, will call her at 8:30 and see if we're still aiming for 9.

So as to completely ruin the high of the concert yesterday I was fired today. So you know what fuck you VIP. And Terry I hope you run that store into the ground, you are with out a doubt the worst manager I've ever had the displeasure of work for. Fuck you and the boat you sailed in on you asshole.

Tomorrow I'm allowed to wallow. Monday I have to start with the job hunting. Ugh this sucks. If I ever stop crying every two seconds I might actually get up some photos and vids from last night.

Also does anyone know a program you can use to change the format of an mp4 file?

Today at work I got in trouble for doing something that I used to get in trouble for not doing. The manager told me to front and face at 4, at 4:30 I went oops need to do call backs. Went and started doing those fully intending to go back to what I had been doing when I was done. I get about half way though call backs and the manager says he wants to talk to me and then proceeds to ask if I know how to front and face or if I just have a problem with doing it. To which I said I knew how to and didn't have a problem with it, just that I wanted to get the call backs done before 5. I would have added that I was going to go back to front and facing when I was done but he kept cutting me off. So yeah, not a happy day at work.

You know those days when the second you get out of bed you know it was a mistake?

Yeah, I'm having one of those days. I got almost no sleep last night between taking forever to fall asleep and waking up for no real reason at 5 something this morning. I got very little sleep between then and 9 when I got up. And when I got up it was to discover that one of my fish was dead, Aragorn. So yeah. I'm tired, I'm sad and I really just want to go back to bed. And I can't because I need to leave for work in about 10 min.

So no one can say I didn't do anything at work today. Of my four hour shift I spent three hours cleaning shelves. I took everything off the shelves with all the car wash and so on. I wiped off dusty containers, I cleaned the very dirty shelves. I had to go blow my nose every five minutes and spent a fair amount of time on the border of having an asthma attack thanks to cleaning supply fumes and dust in the air. It was the opposite of fun. The only thing anyone can say I didn't do was run my register, which I really didn't, I answerd the phone, and I cleaned and that's about it. I have a head ache thanks to my sinuses being very unhappy, and really I just want to go to bed.

So the new schedule went up at work. 21 hours, 21 fucking hours! What the hell does the manager think I'm going to be living on? Hopes and dreams? I get that it's the slow season, and I'm part time, but I'm the only person who's fucking hours have been cut so much. If he cuts my hours again next week we will be having words, but as it is it's 21 hours over 5 days, I have 4 four hour shifts, and I'm not fucking driving in for less than four hours, especially since I wont even get four hours those days because I'm always done closing before I'm scheduled to be out.

I'm seriously freaking out because of this. I'm not even sure I'm be able to pay all my bills. And it's doing nothing for my generally less than stable mental health. And I really do feel like crying, money problems are one of the few things that make me cry. I'm going to start job hunting again I think, I really don't want to, I do like my job and most of my co-workers. But if the hour situation doesn't change soon I'm going to need a new job, or I'm going to have to move back home, and I really don't want to live at home again. They are all noisy morning people over there.

Also I heard Heath Ledger died, that also sucks.

In better news it sounds like Dee maybe going to the Puddle of Mudd concert after all. She mentioned it to her husband back when I got tickets and he didn't show any interest but I guess like yesterday she mentioned it again and he said he really wanted to go. So now she's negotionating with the store manage so she can get that evening off now. Because she is being nice about it and said that if only one of us could have it off it should be me because I already have tickets and asked for it off weeks ago. I hope she can go, it's a really small venue so me and New!Girl should have no problem finding Dee and her husband there.

So I spent at least two hour at work today climbing up and down a ladder and moving it around to scan stock, then put up the new labels for everything I scanned. It's a good thing I like Dee or I might be forced to make her get over her heights issue so I don't have to climb the ladders all the time.