Not sure how many actually pay attention to me, but I just need to vent a little to clear my head.
So I work for Dollar General now, since my last two jobs sorta screwed me over, and I just couldn't deal with it. I ended up leaving Kmart because Dollar General payed more, but the first month and half, I could have made the same amount at Kmart that I was making at Dollar General...But lately I've been working in two different stores, one time I was working in three different stores. But I am officially being transferred to the store that I've been helping out, and I'm not sure how I feel about it honestly anymore. The people there are great, but they are so far gone from the book, that it's hard to do anything right there without someone saying something and hell breaks lose. By not following Store Policy, I'm putting myself and job at risk, but at that store, they don't follow Store Policy and so when I am there, I DO ask for their ID when they by smokes, and alcohol, because it's STORE POLICY, but they call be Newbie or make a giant ass scene about it and then I get yelled at...Really? STORE POLICY! I'm to the point, that I'm going to make a sign that says, "I WILL CARD YOU! Don't have it, I can't sell it!" Simple as that.
Then on top of that I get home to find out that my ex has moved back in. Are you fucking kidding me right now mom and dad. You know damn well that I DO NOT like him, and I really don't want to see him every damn day again! Why do you hate me so much. I'm already having a hard enough time to get Jeremy to move in, and then you tell Andy he can move back in! UGH. I hate this right now, I just wanna give up.
I can't afford a place of my own and that's why I'm trying to get Jeremy to move in with me, so I can get him a decent job that won't treat him like shit, but I've been fighting through hell just to try and get him to move in...We plan to get married August 13th, 2016 and we don't even live under the same damn roof and it's starting to take a toll to the point, that my parents tell me to take their car to go see him since my car is currently in pieces in the garage because of an antifreeze leak..But I'm trying not to be affected by the fact that we don't live in the same house but apparently it's noticeable because I even have people at work asking me if I'm okay...Honestly, no I'm not okay. I've been working my ass off, only to be a damn cashier, I can't even get my boyfriend to live with me yet fucking talk to me about anything important, I'm falling apart, and I'm about ready to call it quits and just stop trying to make things work better, because at ever damn turn something has to blow up in my face.
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