i come home tonight, with only one full time job and benefits.
the manager at michaels, denise, went off on an evil tangent that had nothing to with my little quip i had made, making me feel like utter doo doo. i went in during my break and turned in my two weeks notice. it hurt and i almost cried doing so, but i felt it was something i HAD to do. each 5 hour shift feels like a lifetime, and i don't see myself moving any further in the company, nor wanting to, really.
i go next door to office max for my nighttime shift. the store manager corners me and tells me that the full time with benefits position is mine, should i want it, but i have to PROMISE to continue showing excellent employee-ship and continue setting standards for office max quality, blah di blah. i didn't have to even ask for it, which was AWESOME, and wonderful, cuz i wasn't sure exactly how to word it if i did. it had all been word of mouth as to what had happened, and tony the assistant manager had been following him all day, telling him to talk to me.
so as of june 2nd, i will only have one, full time job. granted, it's still retail, but it's $8 an hour, i'm good at what i do, and it doesn't take a lot of brains. i like working with the people i work with. i get benefits. every single friday will no longer be payday, but boo freaking hoo.
i'm happy with this for now.