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demakatHoly hell this has been a time.
Not only am I in charge of my job, the lead signmaker's job AND the lead cash up's job, but there is a rival grocery store opening near by. I've been in them, its like a fancy regular store and I can't eat anything out of their bulk bins because they don't tell you what is in it. In other words It ain't no thing. BUT all of our customers are going to want to go poke around and look at it's newness anyhow.
So I worked on my day off and I'm pretty sure I worked over 60 hours this week, in order to do about two people's jobs and still get everyone else all the stuff they need to sell things. It don't get sold unless people know what the price is. Think about it, rarely will you buy anything when you can't find a price unless you desperately need it. 'Money is no object I MUST have this toothbrush!'
I always have been in charge of my schedule. So I gave myself a weekend. Everyone at work will just have to sit tight for two days and I'll deal with things when I get back. They will manage.
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adventures!
so after my second 12 hour day in a row I am driving home and am in the turn lane to get on to the road that will let me on the expressway, and my car dies while I'm sitting at the light. This has been an ongoing problem with my car for a bit now. Normally It starts right back up no problem, as though it was just bored waiting at the light so it turned off. But of course this time it doesn't start at all no matter how many things I try. I put on my hazard lights and people are being idiots and won't go around.
Eventually this really skinny guy offers to help me push the car. I had been waiting for traffic to pass around me so I could open the door and hopefully push it myself. He keeps asking me if I'm out of gas and I say no like two or three times and then something about how if I need money for gas blah blah. Dude I have gas that is not the problem. So finally he is at the front of the car and is saying how I should just pop the hood and he can take a look at it, he worked with tanks in the army, blah de blah. So finally I get kind of comanding and tell him that I have someone to call and if he could just please help me get it out of the way. I hope I thanked him more than once because it was very nice of him to help...despite the fact that he might have been drunk. So he walks wherever and I roll up my windows so I can call my mechanic, who also happens to be my dad. (its like 7:30pm).
Sitting there before I call, its been a while since I tried to start the car. It will have starting issues sometimes after I've parked somewhere and then go back to my car within a few minutes. So then my car starts as though nothing is wrong at all. I still call my dad and I'm kind of crying on the phone. I know this makes him annoyed/upset because its not a solution and he can't do anything about whats making me cry, through the phone. I was super tired and hungry and now I wasn't sure if I should get on the expressway with my car that may or maynot be having major issues.
My dad tells me to stay in the slow lane so I can pull off if I need to, because the closer I get to the house the less it will cost to tow.
I end up getting all the way home no problem, like nothing is wrong at all.
It is probably my crank shaft sensor. Like I know what I'm talking about, but apparently it keeps track of when ever the crank shaft makes a revolution. If the computer doesn't sense that is has done so, it will turn everything off. Just like it did and does from time to time. The part costs 35$ and I assume is easier to get to than it was in my sister's jeep because he didn't tell me it would be worse. My sister's was crazy hard to get to I guess. The dash of her jeep was all over the garage and her car. He had to keep taking more things off/apart just to get to it.
So that was my most recent adventure. There are worky things being a pain in the butt, BUT I off of work right now so I don't care!
I went over to a friends house for the first time all week and eventually I dragged her out to get the good chicken, it comes with a giant pile of coleslaw that I love and warm pitas. I treat myself to a mexican coke as well, made with actual sugar. It still makes me feel kind of funky but nowhere near as bad as regular coke would.
We are slowly learning how to keep one of her dogs in the yard. He is adopted and was abused before she got him, so he runs away and if you yell or get angry he runs faster. Just away, from anything scary, and everything is scary. He does way better when she puts a leash on him. He just drags it around, but he feels more safe or something. His other problem though is that he pees when he is scared or nervous...so he pees on the leash a lot. I want to think of something that is shorter, maybe with a rock or something in a little bag and that can be unsnapped from the metal parts so she can wash it after he pees on it.
Another friend got this calming lavender collar for her cat that seemed to work, so I might try making something like that for him too.
I think I am going to play some minecraft because I haven't been able to do anything at home other than eat and sleep and go again. Tomorrow I have to do some freelance stuff and laundry. I badly need to do laundry. I want to bake things and make food for the week ahead, where I'll be on my own again but doing the work of just one and a half people. I also might paint my non mouse hand with glow in the dark nailpolish I was given. Because glow.
Not only am I in charge of my job, the lead signmaker's job AND the lead cash up's job, but there is a rival grocery store opening near by. I've been in them, its like a fancy regular store and I can't eat anything out of their bulk bins because they don't tell you what is in it. In other words It ain't no thing. BUT all of our customers are going to want to go poke around and look at it's newness anyhow.
So I worked on my day off and I'm pretty sure I worked over 60 hours this week, in order to do about two people's jobs and still get everyone else all the stuff they need to sell things. It don't get sold unless people know what the price is. Think about it, rarely will you buy anything when you can't find a price unless you desperately need it. 'Money is no object I MUST have this toothbrush!'
I always have been in charge of my schedule. So I gave myself a weekend. Everyone at work will just have to sit tight for two days and I'll deal with things when I get back. They will manage.
-
adventures!
so after my second 12 hour day in a row I am driving home and am in the turn lane to get on to the road that will let me on the expressway, and my car dies while I'm sitting at the light. This has been an ongoing problem with my car for a bit now. Normally It starts right back up no problem, as though it was just bored waiting at the light so it turned off. But of course this time it doesn't start at all no matter how many things I try. I put on my hazard lights and people are being idiots and won't go around.
Eventually this really skinny guy offers to help me push the car. I had been waiting for traffic to pass around me so I could open the door and hopefully push it myself. He keeps asking me if I'm out of gas and I say no like two or three times and then something about how if I need money for gas blah blah. Dude I have gas that is not the problem. So finally he is at the front of the car and is saying how I should just pop the hood and he can take a look at it, he worked with tanks in the army, blah de blah. So finally I get kind of comanding and tell him that I have someone to call and if he could just please help me get it out of the way. I hope I thanked him more than once because it was very nice of him to help...despite the fact that he might have been drunk. So he walks wherever and I roll up my windows so I can call my mechanic, who also happens to be my dad. (its like 7:30pm).
Sitting there before I call, its been a while since I tried to start the car. It will have starting issues sometimes after I've parked somewhere and then go back to my car within a few minutes. So then my car starts as though nothing is wrong at all. I still call my dad and I'm kind of crying on the phone. I know this makes him annoyed/upset because its not a solution and he can't do anything about whats making me cry, through the phone. I was super tired and hungry and now I wasn't sure if I should get on the expressway with my car that may or maynot be having major issues.
My dad tells me to stay in the slow lane so I can pull off if I need to, because the closer I get to the house the less it will cost to tow.
I end up getting all the way home no problem, like nothing is wrong at all.
It is probably my crank shaft sensor. Like I know what I'm talking about, but apparently it keeps track of when ever the crank shaft makes a revolution. If the computer doesn't sense that is has done so, it will turn everything off. Just like it did and does from time to time. The part costs 35$ and I assume is easier to get to than it was in my sister's jeep because he didn't tell me it would be worse. My sister's was crazy hard to get to I guess. The dash of her jeep was all over the garage and her car. He had to keep taking more things off/apart just to get to it.
So that was my most recent adventure. There are worky things being a pain in the butt, BUT I off of work right now so I don't care!
I went over to a friends house for the first time all week and eventually I dragged her out to get the good chicken, it comes with a giant pile of coleslaw that I love and warm pitas. I treat myself to a mexican coke as well, made with actual sugar. It still makes me feel kind of funky but nowhere near as bad as regular coke would.
We are slowly learning how to keep one of her dogs in the yard. He is adopted and was abused before she got him, so he runs away and if you yell or get angry he runs faster. Just away, from anything scary, and everything is scary. He does way better when she puts a leash on him. He just drags it around, but he feels more safe or something. His other problem though is that he pees when he is scared or nervous...so he pees on the leash a lot. I want to think of something that is shorter, maybe with a rock or something in a little bag and that can be unsnapped from the metal parts so she can wash it after he pees on it.
Another friend got this calming lavender collar for her cat that seemed to work, so I might try making something like that for him too.
I think I am going to play some minecraft because I haven't been able to do anything at home other than eat and sleep and go again. Tomorrow I have to do some freelance stuff and laundry. I badly need to do laundry. I want to bake things and make food for the week ahead, where I'll be on my own again but doing the work of just one and a half people. I also might paint my non mouse hand with glow in the dark nailpolish I was given. Because glow.
