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psalm_onethirtyoneWell, my workplace called. They'd never sent the check, which was why it hasn't arrived. I said, oh, that okay, even though it's not really, and my manager said, I'll give it to you when you come in Friday.
...I don't work Fridays, I said.
I need you Friday, she said.
I have another job on Friday, I said.
It ends at four-thirty, doesn't it? she said. You can come in at five-thirty.
NO, I did not say. I AM TIRED AFTER THAT. I WANT TO HANG OUT WITH MY FAMILY.
Okay, I said.
God, I'm useless. And I let her make me work a ten-hour shift on Sunday. Instead of taking Maria to the pool party, like she wanted. And you know what, I was so close to just saying, NO, I QUIT, I do not WANT to work whatever hours you choose to give me because you tell me that you NEED me and cannot COPE without me. Which is so many kinds of not true it's not even funny.
But here is the thing. Daddy would be disappointed. Mama said as much. He had to work much worse shifts much longer when he was a boy, and working in the canning factory. He thinks that my job is easy, and he thinks I am utterly pathetic for getting so upset over this, and I know he will be disappointed if I cop out.
So I am not going to. It's two weeks. I am a good strong girl. I will make it through and I will be bright and useful and competent and capable and if I need a reference, by God they will give me a good reference, because I will be a good worker. I love people. I like feeding people. I will do my job for my customers, and not for my management. And when it's done I will have more money than I did before, so I'll be able to buy schoolbooks, and Daddy will maybe not be proud of me, but he will not think I am a useless wimp.
And that's what.
To-day I helped Mama wire up the garden with chicken wire to keep the turkeys out! The turkeys are ravenous, and they have been eating her bee balm. Also I went out and admired Maria's garden--she planted basil to-day, nestled between the artichokes and the moonsandstars watermelons, which are HUGE. LORD. I fed my fishes and worked on their surprise for when I go away (recorded eight more stories!) and cut out a lot of stuff to sticker. ^__^
Yesterday! Oh, yesterday, I went on a bike ride that turned out to be much too long. I was out for two hours. I went to the Amish Market, which only takes me half an hour, and then when I got there, I though, well, heck, I could bike to work from here! So I did. And that took another half an hour, and was less pleasant because it was along the highway, as opposed to back country roads. And then I just went on down the highway to Route 104, and turned there to go along Klinger Hollow back to Oriental, sort an enormous uphill hypotenuse. I thought I was going to die. XD About halfway through Klinger Hollow I just got off my bike and went up to the first house I saw that had cows (you can always trust people who have about five cows) and rang the doorbell, and said, "Can I please borrow a glass of water?"
And they gave it to me! They were really nice. They gave me the water, and said they liked to bike on hot days, too, and saw me off. I should make them a pie or something, or maybe give them one of the watermelons. I need to think about what would be right.
So anyway from there I got home all right, and realised that I was sunburned all over, and Lord it hurts. My back looks like boiled lobster. Owwwwww. And I also had a minor case of sunstroke and had to lie down the rest of the day. I am not the brightest egg in the box.
But Maria's turkey toms all display now. :D They look so pretty it's great. And her guinea chickens come to-morrow! I am excited. She says guinea keets are smaller than chicks.
Ooh, and yesterday we also washed the dogs in the yard. They both look so tiny once their fur is all flat and wet.
And Levin, my koi, is enormous. He's doubled, as far as I can tell. Also he has either fathered or borne a gigantic number of baby kois. There are at least thirty, all swimming around in there fighting the big goldfish for food. Mama says we should catch them and sell them to the pet store. Maybe we will.
I think this balances out work, somehow.
...I don't work Fridays, I said.
I need you Friday, she said.
I have another job on Friday, I said.
It ends at four-thirty, doesn't it? she said. You can come in at five-thirty.
NO, I did not say. I AM TIRED AFTER THAT. I WANT TO HANG OUT WITH MY FAMILY.
Okay, I said.
God, I'm useless. And I let her make me work a ten-hour shift on Sunday. Instead of taking Maria to the pool party, like she wanted. And you know what, I was so close to just saying, NO, I QUIT, I do not WANT to work whatever hours you choose to give me because you tell me that you NEED me and cannot COPE without me. Which is so many kinds of not true it's not even funny.
But here is the thing. Daddy would be disappointed. Mama said as much. He had to work much worse shifts much longer when he was a boy, and working in the canning factory. He thinks that my job is easy, and he thinks I am utterly pathetic for getting so upset over this, and I know he will be disappointed if I cop out.
So I am not going to. It's two weeks. I am a good strong girl. I will make it through and I will be bright and useful and competent and capable and if I need a reference, by God they will give me a good reference, because I will be a good worker. I love people. I like feeding people. I will do my job for my customers, and not for my management. And when it's done I will have more money than I did before, so I'll be able to buy schoolbooks, and Daddy will maybe not be proud of me, but he will not think I am a useless wimp.
And that's what.
To-day I helped Mama wire up the garden with chicken wire to keep the turkeys out! The turkeys are ravenous, and they have been eating her bee balm. Also I went out and admired Maria's garden--she planted basil to-day, nestled between the artichokes and the moonsandstars watermelons, which are HUGE. LORD. I fed my fishes and worked on their surprise for when I go away (recorded eight more stories!) and cut out a lot of stuff to sticker. ^__^
Yesterday! Oh, yesterday, I went on a bike ride that turned out to be much too long. I was out for two hours. I went to the Amish Market, which only takes me half an hour, and then when I got there, I though, well, heck, I could bike to work from here! So I did. And that took another half an hour, and was less pleasant because it was along the highway, as opposed to back country roads. And then I just went on down the highway to Route 104, and turned there to go along Klinger Hollow back to Oriental, sort an enormous uphill hypotenuse. I thought I was going to die. XD About halfway through Klinger Hollow I just got off my bike and went up to the first house I saw that had cows (you can always trust people who have about five cows) and rang the doorbell, and said, "Can I please borrow a glass of water?"
And they gave it to me! They were really nice. They gave me the water, and said they liked to bike on hot days, too, and saw me off. I should make them a pie or something, or maybe give them one of the watermelons. I need to think about what would be right.
So anyway from there I got home all right, and realised that I was sunburned all over, and Lord it hurts. My back looks like boiled lobster. Owwwwww. And I also had a minor case of sunstroke and had to lie down the rest of the day. I am not the brightest egg in the box.
But Maria's turkey toms all display now. :D They look so pretty it's great. And her guinea chickens come to-morrow! I am excited. She says guinea keets are smaller than chicks.
Ooh, and yesterday we also washed the dogs in the yard. They both look so tiny once their fur is all flat and wet.
And Levin, my koi, is enormous. He's doubled, as far as I can tell. Also he has either fathered or borne a gigantic number of baby kois. There are at least thirty, all swimming around in there fighting the big goldfish for food. Mama says we should catch them and sell them to the pet store. Maybe we will.
I think this balances out work, somehow.
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Date: 2008-07-24 02:45 am (UTC)These people are failures. Migod.
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Date: 2008-07-24 03:47 pm (UTC)*cuddlesyou more about the job*
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Date: 2008-07-24 10:00 pm (UTC)*leeeeeeans on*
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Date: 2008-07-24 10:09 pm (UTC)And, um, as far as not disappointing parents goes, I think it’s rather unreasonable for them to expect you to overexert yourself, but I’m not really qualified to comment.
The baby kois sound adorable. ^_^
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Date: 2008-07-24 10:28 pm (UTC)See, that's the thing. I am not really overexerting myself, not by Daddy's standards. Daddy goes out in the middle of the day and works with heavy farm equipment. Bussing tables in an airconditioned restaurant is the height of wimpism.
They are so cuuuute. They try to eat the big fishes' food. XD
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Date: 2008-07-25 05:18 am (UTC)Everyone has different standards, though.
Awww. ^___^ I wish I could see them.
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Date: 2008-07-25 05:30 am (UTC)<3 I know. I just want to live up to my Daddy's.
I will maybe take peekshures!
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Date: 2008-07-25 06:40 am (UTC)I suppose that makes sense. ^_^
Oh, yay. :D That would be nice.
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Date: 2008-07-24 11:24 pm (UTC)I am absolutely the queen of going "yeah yeah yeah okay um sure *omg that is unreasonable and I needed to say no*"
but if you let them squash you too often, they'll keep doing it and it won't get better. Don't be rude or anything, and pick your battles, but do be willing to stand up for yourself on the important ones. (And LET THEM BE IMPORTANT. Just cause your dad had a not so great job with lousy hours doesn't mean that you have to. Don't parents want better things for their kids?)
<3
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