Sigh, I typed this long msg...

Abbey

Spork Queen
...but I hit the unknown key that deleted it all. Crappers. (wonder if that will be censored?)

I'm here and alive...just doing the same ol' grind. My day consists of the never ending job search. It's hot (not by Vegas standards) but incredibly humid. By the time I get to someplace I look like the Wicked Witch. Yeah...hire me, baby. And when you're taking the bus, you don't just go to one place, you go to at least a dozen WALKING to the next bus stop.

Positives? I am sporting a nice tan these days from so much walking.

I've dropped a few pounds.

I friend I haven't seen in 30 years is coming to visit this week. He found me on Facebook of all places and he lives quite near. We grew up from K-12. Didn't really like him as a kid as he was the short, stalky guy who thought he had to be a bully to be cool. But, you hung out with him as out of a population of 15 kids in any grade, you couldn't be picky. He's not like that anymore. Funny how people change.

I'm off for shower 2 of the day and it's only 1pm. Yuck, then more job searching. I've changed my phone and email so if you need the new one, just PM me.

Abbey
 

Star*

call 911........call 911
OH RLY? You changed phone numbers and email?

I thought you didn't like me anymore......

PFT.

PM me the numbers
 

Wiped Out

Well-Known Member
Staff member
Wishing you good luck with your job hunt. by the way, I thought of you the other day when I saw the Tilted Kilt by us went out of business. I hope you enjoy your visit with your friend.
 

Abbey

Spork Queen
Ha, Wiped out...I just got back from a job interview at Fleet Farm (security prevention specialist.) Well, what I didn't know is that they have construction so the bus has to take an alternate route leaving me at Walmart nearly a mile away. Now, it's nearly 90 and more humidity you can imagine. My hair is done, wearing a nice white skirt and summer blouse...all to waste. I walk the mile and am bleeding sweat by the time I get there.

Walk back the mile to the bus and it goes by Tilted Kilt. I look like absolute crud, but I said...I'm going in. The guy just laughed when I walked in the door. The owner and I have a funny relationship. I walk in all sweaty, hair in a frizz, sweat dripping off my face and I grabbed his tie and said, "GIVE ME A JOB. If I'm willing to walk around in this miserable heat and humidity, I'll make damn sure I take a cab for work." He just cracked up. I even told him I'd some ab work. (not)

Abbey
 
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