Journal Entries for Eddie Michael Nesmith
Another Kinda Short Update
August 21st, 2007 1:32 pm MDT
Things are really turning around for me now! I made the right decision in keeping my current job; the store manager left, and now the new store manager is the former assistant manager, and she and I get along really really well. She's giving me more hours, she doesn't yell at me, she lets me use the cash register, I'm not stuck at the front of the store all day, we talk and joke around, they're calling me to come in if someone calls in sick (that never happened before), it's awesome. Not only that, but I have a job interview tomorrow for a full time position at another store. My manager said she'd be more than happy to work around my schedule at my other job, which is great 'cause I don't want to leave my current job, I love working there. I sure hope I get this other job, though. Even though I'm getting more hours than I ever have now at my current job, it's still not enough to sustain me. I need about 40 hours a week. Wish me luck tomorrow! As for the thing with my dad, he's doing okay and is having more and more tests done, most of which are coming back negative. We were told the lesions on his brain are most likely from mini-strokes, which he has had in the past, so they're probably nothing new. The neurologist is still doing more tests, but the doctors are starting to think his symptoms are due to coming off Effexor, which he's been on for years, and the symptoms he's having are pretty much the same as when he was on it and would miss a day. Hopefully it's as simple as that, but we'll see. All other things aside, I'm gonna start a new hobby. I want to be a ventriloquist! I'm researching the how-to's, and mom and dad might get me a dummy for Christmas. It's something I've always wanted to do. But for now, I have to finish the laundry. Talk at ya later!
Random Update
August 14th, 2007 1:51 pm MDT
Call me crazy, but I decided to stick with my job. I'm only doing this because I need all the money I can get to pay my bills and the collection agencies that are after me. I am looking for a decent 40 hour a week job, though. Hopefully I will find one soon. I would like to be something other than a cashier, since that's all I really ever have been (except once I was a 911 Operator), but if that's what it has to be, I'll do it. I'm in no position to be picky. I'm gonna call a career counseling, job training, and job placement center thing I found in the paper tomorrow morning and see what they're all about and what they could do for me. Aside from the whole job ordeal, I'm really worried about my dad. For the past two weeks, he's been really lightheaded and dizzy, his blood sugar and blood pressure has been going crazy, and has felt pressure in his head. He went to the hospital the other day and they did the whole work-up on him, including a CAT scan, and found some sort of lesion on his brain. They're not quite sure what it is. They sent him home and told him not to go back to work until he sees a neurologist and gets an MRI. He's getting the MRI tomorrow. I hope it's nothing serious. I know things are gonna be popping up with my parents, they're getting older (mom's 60 and dad's 61), but I try not to think about that. All I can do right now is pray, be supportive, and help dad out all that I can. We're all being cautiously optimistic about this. So pray for us and wish us luck.
Stressed out!!!
August 6th, 2007 1:32 pm MDT
Okay, I seriously am thinking about quitting my job before my next shift this week. For the past two months I've only been getting 4-6 hours a week at work. On top of talking to my manager three times, and her making numerous excuses for not scheduling me an adequate amount of hours, I called the Business Abuse Hotline and made a report, and talked to Human Resources, who said they would investigate the issue and see if they can get me the resolution I've wanted (more hours). I hadn't heard back from them, but I assumed it might be taking a while. Last week I sprained my ankle badly, and last Wednesday I got crutches and an air cast put on, and I had to work the next day. I ended up running late, but I tried to call an hour before my shift about 10 times, only to receive a busy signal constantly. My mother even tried to call. I get to the store only to find out that not only have I been written up for not calling in telling my manager I'd be late (which I tried to do), I was written up on Monday, July 30th, for not selling properly, or not even selling at all. I admit, I didn't sell anything that day...BECAUSE I WAS OFF!!! I mean, come on!!! The rest of the day, I never got any help from anyone (there was an assistant manager there, my store manager, and me), no one helped me by opening the backroom door for me, so I had to try and do that myself while on crutches. I was standing the whole time, I could only sit on my half hour and 15 minute breaks, and keep in mind, my ankle's sprained bad enough to have an air cast put on it for three weeks, and my arms and left leg (the uninjured leg) were hurting so bad after a few hours, that I started putting all my weight on my sprained ankle. On my breaks, I hardly had time to smoke half a cigarette, since I was in so much pain and it took me so long to go to the backroom and get my cigs, and go outside. I didn't eat anything either, I wouldn't have had time to eat the food once I bought it. By the time I got off work, I was so weak and in so much pain I could barely stand. Mom had to help me to the car. I don't think anyone really likes me there anyway. I kept getting weird looks from the assistant manager, I know my manager hates me for some odd reason, no one talks to me, but they talk amongst themselves, I'm always doing something wrong, and I'm always banished to the front of the store and if I even take one step out of my zone, I get yelled at. I have to stay at the absolute front of the store. I haven't even been allowed to use the cash register in a month, because I'd be leaving my zone! I never thought I'd feel this way again, but I'm having as much stress and panic attacks as I've had when I was with my ex boyfriend! I mean, if I stay and I get fired, I can get unemployment. I don't know, the more I think about it, the less I think things will turn around. I don't know why I'm having so much trouble with the idea of quitting, it's just like how hard it was to break up with my ex even though he was beating the piss out of me all the time. Is it cause I've always wanted to work there? Is it cause it's a form of abuse? I don't know, but I'll have to make a decision before my next scheduled shift on Thursday...
