Chix Chat

Hi Anne!

You know, I could feel your prayers when I walked into work today.  Danielle was praying for me as well.  And I like to think my future husband was too (although he wouldn’t known specifically why).  Nora was fine with me.  It was almost as if Friday never happened.  She asked me to go to the bank to do the deposit and I did (I’m the one who usually does- I do the least amount of work-HA!) and she thanked me.  Before she left she told me to have a nice day and I returned it.  Wierd, huh?  Well, it was me Kristin and Shelly again tonight and we didn’t have anything to price, but Nora told us to dust and we went over the store with a fine-toothed comb!  Danielle drove me to work and I said to her, "I wish Anne was here right now!"  I’m sure you would have walked in with me for moral support.  ANd once again I have to point out how much it totally sucks that we don’t live close to each other!

I did mention to my mom that I was thinking about trying to get a job at the bank in a few months.  When she asked why I just replied that I needed a change.  I think God will give me some kind of sign when the time is right.  I think what happened on Friday was God’s way of preparing me.  I’m honestly not scared to move on.  In every situation I’m in, I always ask myself "What’s the worst that could happen?"  That way I don’t freak out so much.

Forgive my language, but that Joewiel sounds like a total prick!  And usually guy bosses are so much eaiser to get along with than girl bosses.  They’re not as catty and irritable.  Was he much older than you?  That’s another thing that makes me see red.  A "boss" who is only a few years older than me, and looks down at me.  When I worked at *****, Dana was one of the office managers (this was before I became one) and she was only about three years older than me and she tried to act all high and mighty.  Of course I was too quiet then to fight back.  Now I would be like, "Whatever".  Then Jeff was one of the floor managers.  He was about my age (about 21 at the time) and he was married with two kids.  Anyway, he and Monica (another office manager she was in her late 30’s at the time) were talking about his kids.  Well, I was standing right there and I just asked nicely "How old are your kids. Jeff?"  Jeff turns to me and looks at me like "Excuse me, child, but you just inturrupted an important, adult conversation," and he says really snottily, "Two and six months" (or whatever he said).  And I was thinking to myself, "Fuc*^% ass#@!(!!"  Its like HELLO?!  I am not a child!  Why does society think you’re an "adult" if you’re married and/or have kids?  Meanwhile Jeff had to get married because he knocked up his girlfriend (and she was only 16 at the time!)  Yeah, I call that a mature, responsible adult!

See, now I’m thinking at how they treated me like a child at ***** and I’m starting to get mad!!  Well, maybe this is good in a way, it’s keeping my mind off the current situation.

Oh!  Another time that made me pissed.  Ok, first of all, why do people assume that just because you’re a virgin, you know nothing about sex?  That you’re completely innocent and naive?  This story involves me, Monica (manager),  Dotty (real name Dorothy.  She worked back in the deli and she was in her 40’s at the time) and Missy (cashier who was in her early 20’s at the time).  FYI I was about 25 or so.  Okay, Dotty was standing by the office, talking to Monica and Missy and I walked over to the office the same time.  I think she was getting change and I was getting a phone card for a customer.  Well, whatever Monica and Dotty were talking about, they hushed up as soon as Missy and I walked over.  Then Monica said something like, "Well, Missy’s probably been there and done that"  Missy was a wild girl, to say the least.  She drank, smoked and I know she lost her virginity when whe was about sixteen or so.  Anyway, I got the phone card and walked away, but Missy stood there and Monica and Dotty started talking again.  I don’t know if it was what they were talking about before or maybe they started a new conversation, but I took "been there and done that " as something referring to sex.  So of course they would have continued with Melissa around because they didn’t want to damage my virginal ears.  OOOHHH!!!  That made me so mad!!  I wanted to say, "Hey!  Just because I haven’t had 20 dic&% shoved up me, doesn’t mean I don’t know anything about sex!"  Then a few times Monica said to me regarding Chaz: "He’s way over your head."  Excuse me?!  I know he drinks!  I know he messes around with girls!  There is nothing anyone could say about him that would shock me!  Why do people just assume I’m this innocent, wide eyed child who lives in her own little world?  Ok, maybe I do sometimes, but I can face reality just like anyone else!

side note- Missy has a kid now.  A boy, I think. I don’t think she married the father.  She was always friendly with me, but she was your typical "white trailer trash".  I know it isn’t right to judge, but that’s the only way to describe her.

and lets just say that she did marry the baby’s father.  Compare her wedding night  with mine  !

Anne, I’m going to end this letter now.  It’s raining and I’m afraid the power will go out!  And I don’t feel like retyping this letter!!
OH!  I’m glad everything went well with your bosses daughter!  New babies are always so exciting!
 
catch ya later!  Take care and God bless!
 
Michele