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:: Friday, December 10, 2004 ::
Great thanks go out to 'K.N. Senko', my ol' partner in crime, my best friend since before I got hitched. She told me how to slap my ticker into the blog template so you have to look at how far pregnant I am every time you come. ;)
Yesterday I decided, after talking to a few people, I will quit my job. So I went in to HR (Human Resources) and checked out the jobs I could transfer to. The only decent one right now (besides Valet Driver, which I'd need a CA license for) is Garage Cashier. I'd sit and wait for people to leave the garage. I could read and crochet and listen to my own music for hours. I also wrote a little note of notice to my current manager, but I couldn't give it to them because the office was locked all day, and I didn't want to just hand it to him. So I'll do it today when I go in. So I'm getting ready to put away the mass of black clothing I own (which I wouldn't be able to wear much longer anyway--new uniforms, remember), and crack out the real winter clothes, like cute sweaters and (gasp!) holiday socks. If you were caught wearing anything other than 'color-coordinated' black socks, you could get written up. Good gravy that manager was strict. I wore pants with a slight reddish tint one day and only avoided getting written up by the other manager forgetting to.
Just one more week...than I'm free AND my hubby's here!
Mele Kalikimaka!
:: Brinna 10:18 AM [+] ::
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