Did someone say "get a crappy job"?

It’s funny how when you’re going through some rough times, friends seem to disappear. Being that I felt worthless, obviously I really was. Well, to make people happy, I sold my soul to the devil and took the job I said I would never in a millions years do and for next-to-nothing pay. It’s better than nothing though and I’m getting used to it. My slave pay-free training was pretty bad. I counted how many times I got yelled at for things I was just learning…7 times. With tears welling up in my eyes, I toughed it out then went home and completely broke down. After being told I was too old at an interview for a different job (isn’t that against the law?), I had no choice and had to go back. The next day I only got yelled at 5 times so that equals praise in her book. After all, her “dog is smarter than me” since she only has to “beat it twice and it learns”. Let me know when the dog learns the entire Chinese menu and I will concede. My 3^rd day I didn’t get yelled at really at all so that must mean I am doing a good job. I am making a little bit of money now too so that is good. I stress the phrase little bit. Overall, it’s not that bad if you ignore the fact that I am busting my ass for hours to make what I made in a laid back hour in my pajamas at my old job. Ugh. Gotta do what ya gotta do!

What is sad is that we now have 4 jobs in the family and still can’t pay the bills and if I eat one more expired food in this house I’ll scream! Ah, memories of buying groceries…good times.

We went over to Dawn & Jeff’s weekend before last. That was fun. Dawn ordered tons of Chinese food and the kids got to play. We spent hours exchanging crazy stories from the past that Jeff’s teenager daughter probably didn’t need to hear. Dawn kept saying “earmuffs” to her but she wouldn’t do it so she’s got plenty of ammo to blackmail us with in the future. I didn’t realize we had so many of the same friends/acquaintances from back in the day. John joined us after he got off work at the Chinese factory with an empty stomach and ended up consuming too many of Jeff’s beers. After some aggressive Kung-Fu sparring with Lilith, I finally ushered him out before he got any sloppier and possibly peed on one of their neighbors’ houses or something.