lbd_nytetrayn

Fuck the New Year. It's looking far too much like the old one.

This morning, I was barely able to get any sleep before I had to go into work.

Ah, yes, work. Over at Indigo, which I've grown rather fond of, especially now that Christmas is past, and I can get some damn work done.

Today, I got to complete what I'd been working on, which is getting all the old magazines off the shelves, marked for returns, and all the new ones out onto the floor. Basically, I did December's work (I don't mean you,

decemberism) in a couple of days, by my lonesome as the other magazine guy has been out sick. In time for tomorrow, when they take back all the old stuff we've got and bring us new stuff, I got everything straightened out.

And I had to stay about two and a half hours extra to do it, too. But I got it done after 10 and a half hours.

Now's the fun part.

At a quarter to three, when I was supposed to be getting off work, I asked if I could stay over so that I could get things squared away, and I was told sure (with enthusiasm).

After which, the manager lead me to her office so she could say that my contract ends on the 13th, as scheduled, and she basically gave me my letter that lets me know that my termination (such as it is) goes into effect on said day.

Right now, I'd just like to say that I am absolutely and completely full of shit. No, not about any of this, this is all true story. I mean about all the times I've said since November that nothing is certain about me keeping my job past the 13th, and so it's best to just pretend that it ends that day, whether it really does or not.

As I found out today, I really did think I was going to be kept on, as this effectively leaves the magazines with only one person, a part-timer (the other guy who was there when I started parted ways with Indigo for reasons I don't know back in early December). What would they be doing, right?

Well, turns out there's someone who's been wanting to do this magazine gig for quite some time now, but was unable to be pulled from other duties over the Christmastime.

Dandy.

She (the manager) encouraged me to check back, though, in case there was something. Unless she's just a really good actor, it seemed clear enough that she probably would rather not have had to lose me, but that it was more a case of seasonal-budgetary necessity.

I'm most curious if anyone can maintain my standard in that section, however. I'll be frank. It's Hell. But it's a Hell I can manage to deal with. Or could have. Today was a huge step towards that. Restoring order from chaos, et al.

Truth be told, this is probably one of the best retail jobs I'd ever had, and I was making more than I did even on night crew at PetSmart.

It's a good thing I had that extra work to be doing, as whenever I stopped, I just got hella-depressed. Probably a good thing I'm still on meds.

All the same, I don't know what to think, except that I probably spent too much money far too frivolously.

Then again, it was Christmas.

I came home, and pretty much collapsed for a long, sweaty nap.

So, back to the hunt, I guess. Nothing from my cousin, yet, which is becoming little surprise. Guess I move on to Plan B, which was working on my resume' and running it by my brother-in-law, see if I can get some sort of a job where I type up shit like this for a living.

Whee-hee-hee.

I've no idea what we'll do for rent and bills next month. Plans to actually get my car into decent repair are once again postponed. Every purchase goes under heavy scrutiny. Some longer-term plans which involved saving are now put off, as well as some debts I owe (I owe Auto about $250 from over a year back, and he's become rather pissed by the whole thing. I don't blame him, either. It's being helpless that's the worst. And what money I did have for him went into Red's E3 trip where ZD fucked her up the ass with a freightliner and never even paid her). And I get to continue trying to figure what the hell to make of myself.

And that's pretty much all I can think to say, except one more thing.

Fuck the New Year. It's looking far too much like the old one.

--LBD "Nytetrayn"

Edit: Oh, I do want to thank

cro2 for his help, as it at least allowed us to have one more Christmas this year. :)