Megablob

Damn, my last entry is old and whiney! Since then, I've transferred to another store and LOVE it there.  More people my age means more people to hang out with, which makes sense, it's a college town. Finished my last class today, and I do mean LAST.  All my papers were A's and B's (mostly) and we didn't have a final, so I'll soon be a graduate.  Only took me 7 years…

I've never had any real problems at work before, largely in part because I've always been somewhat of a mouse; after dealing with my prick prof. and having a tough-as-nails cafe manager Judy, I told the assistant manager 'he couldn't suddenly change my 5 hour shift into an 11 hour shift for next day' and yes, I had an attitude with him.  He told Mr. Boss-man, who called me into the back room to talk, and said things like 'why don't you want to help the store?' and other nonsense.  Ya know, any other day, I might have said 'ok, sure, I need the hours' but this weekend my brother and his wife are in town-I never get to see them-and I wouldn't l

So I'm sitting in my big black flowy skirt, when the Kitten, spastic as ever, runs in, lays down on some of the overflow skirt off to my side, sits up in that 'tell-tail' position AND PEES!!!!! Pees on my skirt, and there's plenty of pee, so it's also on the floor and the bed skirt!!!!!!!!  By the time I get it all cleaned up/in the washer, the moment has passed educating the kitten, which may be for the best since I would have beat the shit out of it.  I tell my new roommate of her kitten's misdeeds, and she laughs and says 'she does that'. I am in disbelief.