Ive been working 50 hours a week
for the past like 3 weeks. I wish I could have more to show for it. For the first time in my life my job, is not an accurate reflection of myself, and work ethic. I am a born leader, and achiever. I have done everything within my means to work out each snag in the situation, and put a cap on each mistake. I am beginning to question my ability as strong manager. Either my strengths are falling...
Today I seen a few people I went to high school with. (barf) I was not a fun person in high school, which leads me to think, they had bad vibes with me being in an authoritative position at a bank. (bos$$ bitch, ba$ically) I really hope that image shattered any previous judgments these people may have had. Also, don’t fuck with people who handle your ca$h.
Listening to a new record for once. Alert the press! Stupids.
I really want to get rid of my older green love seat I’m using in my room, and restore an old dresser. Greg redid our high dining room table, but I know absolutely nothing about that. Oh well. Doing it.