No, Aunt kathy, the headliner isn't to bring up tragic stories. lol. Just popped into my head. Well, I haven't even shared anything about my new job, and I realized after reading Aunt Cindys blog, that I should! well...what can I say? I LOVE my job at Newbury!!! I am doing very well there. I learned the register in....about ten minutes flat. I was ringing people up left and right on my second day!! There is alot of work to do, and that is what I like (sometimes) Its mostly putting cds away which i'm getting faster at, now that I know where everything is located lol. It's cool, I get paid to chill, listen to music, eat, talk to people, smoke (usually) and other cool stuff. I have been training with Kerry, who is awesome. She's like me- talks alot, loud, and hyper. I love her. oh, and I caught someone shoplifting on my very first day! The two managers, Josh and John, were very proud, considering there are people who have been working there for a while who haven't even caught one person!!! I get my first check today, and it's going to be a little one, but money is money! me and mike are finally be lifted out of the poverty line today!! (we have had no money for about two weeks, so mom and dad and sam have been lending us money, all which we plan to pay back) so yeah, I love my job and I'm going to be sad to leave in January, hopefully they will ask me to stay, but chances are unlikely. =(
and I took my lip "stud" out. It was to much of a hassle to worry about. I had gotten a clear one taht just pops off, but I went to cosmo, and it didnt pop off. So I ended up having to leave, go to body language, and then to dads work because Tom wasn't open yet. and dad pulled it out with pliers, and I returned to the hair school. I got home and tried putting a hoop in, and it didn't work, so I said the hell with it, I'll get it done in June. But Newburys doesn't care about piercings, or tattoos, as long as its not TOO many of them. So thats me, what about everyone else? ::COUGH COUGH MOM!!!!::
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Hey, I have to share a sad story with you. Today, as we were driving back from Ruth's psychiatrist's appointment, we saw a cat get hit by the car in front of us. It was so sad. Ruth E cried and cried. (Uncle) Darrell got out and checked it out, and the driver stopped to see if they could help. They stood by the side of the road for awhile, the cat was off the road, and out of our (Ruth, and myself) view. They said the cat got up and ran away, but something tells me this was not the case.
The good thing is that Ruth had a cool thing to look forward to at school, and didn't mention the cat after school.
Gotta' go, I'll blog later about Halloween, and Ruth's cool activity, and an update on her.
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