November 3rd, 2008

"Aunt Joyce is Having an Early Christmas"

That's what I was told before leaving for work yesterday, and was also asked if I wanted to go. However, it doesn't help that neither Dad nor Mom know of the date. Sometime in December is all they've said, and frankly, I don't know right now. I would *like* to for several reasons, but it all depends on the date, because I plan to go back to London twice that month, as well as hopefully getting the third and final part of my tattoo done then, and I have about 8 days booked off for those things already. Now, I could just wait 'till December, and if I did happen to get scheduled for whenever we were supposed to be going, ask somebody to take my shift for me, but that doesn't seem like the best choice.

I'm still not sure what I'll be doing for this weekend though. I have Wednesday off, then close both Thursday and Friday, and Deoge plans on being here around 6 or 7 Saturday morning. Maybe if I explained things to Steve, he'd let me leave right at 3 on Friday, but I can't see that happening. Thus, figure that we'd be getting out of there around 4, and I will be asking for a ride home if anybody has their car. I'll be able to squeeze in maybe two hours of sleep at most, then probably sleep for a little bit longer on the way there. I've already looked over the schedule, but as far as I can see, George and Manoah are the only ones I might be able to switch shifts with, but George had Friday booked off, and Manoah is in training to become a manager, and I think he works on Friday anyways. I'll check again tonight and ask him though, and if not, well, I do always have the option of calling in sick as well, especially because I noticed my throat was getting rather sore yesterday, but if I'm going to be too sick to go to work, I can't very well say "But I'm feeling well enough to go to this other place". Feh.

As for other recent things at work, yesterday started off terribly bad (from my point of view), but it ended quite well, aside from having to walk home quite slowly because of some problem with my little toe. They started selling the new Fiesta Platters today, and I'm not entirely looking forward to making those tonight, but I may very well end up getting stuck on drive through again. That was one of the things that had me thoroughly pissed off last night, and I was actually going to write an entry about it when I got home, but it still wasn't done at 6 so I went to sleep, and I don't feel like starting it over again now.

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And other than that, either my tail has shown up in the mail today, or SPark sent me a whole bunch of popcorn so it's good to have that back (even though I haven't opened the box yet), and yeah. I work again tonight, 9 - close, and hopefully it isn't raining then, because I've been eating an awful lot lately (perhaps it's related to my mood), and thus could stand to take a longer route to work. I also received an email from one of the furs attending the meet this weekend earlier today though, so I should write a reply to him before any more time goes by~