Things are good. in Since OD is shutting down....

So my bestie Heather called me on Thursday and informed me that the bitch who ran me out of my job a month has quit so she’s going to be taking her place at work and told me to ask if I can come back. Because I’ve text the boss twice in the past 3 weeks asking for my job back and she hasn’t answered, I guess bugging one more time couldn’t hurt. I text her about 11am and she didn’t respond until about 4:30pm and told me to get over to our other location RIGHT NOW so I got dressed as fast as I could and drove just as fast as traffic would allow…I got there and was clocked in immediately and started working.

I’ve been back 3 nights now and honestly, couldn’t be happier. I was supposed to start yet another new job yesterday at 4pm and spent the better part of Thursday trying to figure out how to get out of it and still be able to pay my bills. I was just not thrilled at the idea of not only starting at a new place where I’d have to learn all new things and people but have to wear 2 black shirts, one long-sleeved to conceal my incredibly small tattoos on my forearms! It’s in the middle of Summer now where temps are ridiculous and there’s just no way I’d be able to handle wearing 2 shirts and a fucking hat!!!

I know that if I wouldn’t have gotten my job back, I would have had no other choice but to endure because physically uncomfortable along with emotionally and mentally but I’m glad that my friend convinced me to try and get my job back. I’ve known for the past month it’s where I wanted to be and I know that it’s a dead end job but for the most part it pays my bills, I’m able to buy and do fun stuff, I feel happy and it’s what I want to do, at least for now. I just can’t see myself doing anything else, even doing the same thing somewhere else and being completely content.

It’s just so crazy I’m back. I honestly didn’t think I’d be able to go back or if I’d even want to but after getting a break for a month and trying out 3 different jobs, I was just trying to find happiness where I’d left it. I am so fucking glad to be back and I’ve already made about $170 in tips. It’s not as good as our other location but it’s going to get me caught up very quickly and I’ll be able to put money in the bank too. I know I’ll be alright and that makes me feel really good about things. I was scared to death because I honestly didn’t want to go to another job and know it’s probably not going to work out.

So I really have to work tomorrow at 3:30 so I asked my brother to come get his kid by like noon so I can have some time to shower and do my own thing before I have to go. I’m off Monday and Tuesday so I may try and go see Eric one of those days because he’s working somewhere about 25 miles away and wants me to visit since he’s going to be there for about another week. We’ve been hanging out again which is probably stupid but for now, it’s not that bad. I know that I don’t want to be in a relationship with him but I do enjoy his company.

I am super fucking tired and am gonna pass out soon because I have to get up with my niece in the morning. I’m hoping work goes quick tomorrow night because I’m already thinking about how tired I’m going to be. I’m not complaining in any way though because I am so fucking glad to be back but after not working really for about a month, it’s going to take me a little bit to get back into the swing of things. I even text my boss and told her how happy I was that she let me come back and told her she was a rockstar. I knew there would be a good chance though because she didn’t answer my text which told me that if it would have been a dead no, she would have said that.

It’s just so nice to be where I want to be. I have a new appreciation for my job now. it was great to be a break and even to work in other places and nothing fits me better than where I’m at. I’m also really glad that I don’t have to deal with that shitty GM from the other store because that guy is a chicken shit piece of work and I’m glad that the bitch that gave me the silent treatment for a year and was a complete bitch to me is now gone. I wasn’t surprised when Heather told me about it. I honestly believe that she just stuck around to make sure I didn’t come back, to talk shit about me, and now that I’m gone, the job wasn’t as appealing because her target was gone.

Anyways, I have more to talk about but I need to watch some tv and pass out. I’ll try and write again tomorrow.