So in case you haven't heard the news yet- I have my first job!
Yup, I am a new nightime cashier at Pilot. Tonight I go in for paperwork and an instructional video..[fun] And then I start actually working on Monday. I'll be there from 6pm-11 tonight and next week it will be 6pm-midnight.
I am so excited but at the same time am very VERY nervous.
My stomach is in knots.
So to calm my nerves I am writing posts, taking surveys, eating some jerky and listening to Carlos Santana, Prince and Roy Orbison.
Hugh is very proud of me and even looking to get a job at Dairy Queen or Wendy's so we can see each other. My mom was so happy last night. She kept referring to me as "the Working Girl". I hope that she's not calling me a prostitute...And Dad was classic, well, dad. Basically my paychecks go to him and he gives me some pocket money because apparently I have to pay rent, groceries and car insurance to him. Right. I think we're gonna need a little chat. I am not gonna be up every night dealing with truck drivers getting a mere $7.75 an hour just to fork it ALL over to him. It's not like he actually needs the extra income. This is supposed to be for ME, so I can pay for things that I want and save up to eventually move into my own apartment with Hughie. How will that happen if he's taking my pay and keeping me in the red?
He's just trying to restrict my funds so I can't buy things like cigarettes, music and shoes. I know thats it.
Okay... enough father bashing..
Breathe Amber, breathe.
There, that's better.
Well if I am gonna be on the clock at 6 and going to bed around 12- 1230 I should probablyeat something substantial and then take a lil power nap.
Love to all...
"...and above all things: LOVE"
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