You're just not the right fit...

So I finished Belmont's required AlcoholEdu course, and I've not been more aggravated. Not only did I have to sit through around 2 and 1/2 hours of alcohol-related information via a powerpoint-esque presentation, but they also made me take an exam going over every little detail. Thankfully, I already knew quite a bit about the whole alcohol thing, but... still. It was ridiculous. I've never been one for standardized exams, and the fact that the final exam going over all of the information they threw at me was standardized did not bode well. I ended up having to take it twice, and I only passed with an 80%. Ridiculous. Granted, I didn't really pay attention to the online course, but... hey, I passed, didn't I? haha Good for me.

I saw the Simpsons Movie earlier this week, and I must say I was pleasantly surprised by the quality of the movie. I rarely go into a movie and laugh through the entire thing, but I definitely laughed 98% of the time. It was hilarious. It was very true to the Simpsons TV episodes, which made me happy. It's so rare for TV to translate well to the silver screen, and I'm glad that the Simpsons turned out so successful. At least, it was successful as far as my opinion goes, not that that really says anything.

I am once again unemployed, and I've never been more crushed. In the words of my ex-manager, "You're just not the right fit for our establishment." I was completely shocked. I loved my job at The Farm, but I wasn't "the right fit." What the hell does that mean? She also said that as far as recommendations go, she would give me a glowing one because my customer service was wonderful, I got along with everyone, and I worked really hard. So why was I fired? Well, I can't tell you. I have no idea whatsoever. I wish I knew. So I am once again trying to find a job so that I can pay my bills. I'm hurt, though, because I really did love working at The Farm, and I thought I was doing fine. I don't get it. But that's over now, and I have to move on. Needless to say, though, I definitely cried quite a bit yesterday.

It also doesn't help that my car is going to hell in a hand-basket quicker than you can say 'Bob's your uncle.' It all started several years ago. The lock on the driver's side as well as the trunk lock stopped working inexplicably. It wasn't that big of a deal, so we never did anything about it. Then, about 2 weeks ago, a fuse blew in the front end of the car. This blown fuse resulted in the loss of power to my cd player/ radio, my power locks (I could still lock my car manually, though.), and most of my interior lights (not my speedometer... just overhead lights and the ones that light up the locks and whatnot). So nothing absolutely necessary was lost due to the blown fuse, but it did make driving much less convenient. I had to enter my car via the passenger side, I had no music (boohoo), and I couldn't see inside my car at night. I got sick of that rather quickly, so I took Gladys to Sevier (this auto repair-ish shop place near my parents' house). They fixed the fuse, and for a few moments it worked out. Everything was working wonderfully (minus the locks, because those actually need to be taken apart and oiled, and Sevier didn't do that... They mainly do oil changes and so on and so forth...), but right as I turned on to the street where I live (Vague musical theatre reference, anyone???) the fuse blew. Shoot me in the face, please! I turn on my blinker, and cablooey! No more radio, power locks, or interior lights. So we now know that something big needs to be fixed. It's not just the silly little fuse. So I made some calls, and I have an appointment at Lawson & Son's Auto Repair for Tuesday morning. Hopefully, they'll be able to fix both the locks and the electrical wiring problem.

That's life right now. Pretty much my life is under temporary suckage. Hopefully, it won't last too long.


PS-- Also, why is it that when I'm going through a really hard time, all of my friends seem to fall off the face of the earth?


Sylvia said…
I'm not off the face of the earth! Just on a different planet (NYC).
PS what is your e-mail address? Actually scratch that I can send you a myspace message.

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