okay...badness continues.

This week hasn't exactly been good, but when has it ever. But I am trusting in God that it shall hold quite a few good things in store for me. I know trust and belief in God through prayer can conquer anything.

Let me recap the "badness":

Sunday: Some lady came to the restaurant demanding that I produce a tray for her to take her food to go, like it's my problem when she decided to eat outside. She was infurating me and in the end after I contained my temper considerably she still insisted on reporting me to my boss. All well and good, I am not complaining. Then, I went to the cold stone creamery intereview, I shouldn't have bothered. One of the conductors of the interview was a 17 year old prissy girl. I was ashamed and humiliated and regretted every second I spent walking to the interview, and the nonchalant way in which I responded to the questions only shows my disinterest in the job. But this was the good part.

Monday: I get to work. On my way I call out of my other job because I decided to go with the highest bidder which I should have done in the first place, i. e. last week but no, I wanted to maintain some normalcy like that ever exists in my life. And then my boss at the other job, another young girl which I am sure is also my agemate decided to fire me. I was feeling a mixture of relief and anger. Relief that I did want to leave the job for a while when I realized I was spending more than I was making and anger that it had to happen this way and that it would have read a lot better if I had quit than been fired. But the badness continues...

I get to work, and call the stupid lady for my phone interview. After making me ramble on and on, she proceeds to jerking me off. "We shall call you if we need you." Like that is what I wanted to hear after spending 30 minutes with you on my cellphone. I have resigned my fate. Any company would be lucky to have me. If they don't know that well, I do.

I pick up the phone at work and it turns out that between Saturday and Sunday a total of a whopping $110 is missing from my cash drop. My head boss just returned from vacation and is seen walking towards me to fire me for either pocketing their money or losing it all together. Jesus sends a saviour. My manager intercepts him and begins to ramble on explanations as to how I am not the "thief" and how the money may have just been misplaced either as over change to customers or just computer errors. He accepts albeit reluctantly. I start to fight back tears and they sting my eyes in return. I know I am on probation right now, and any wrong move, as much as a dollar getting missing, and my job will be bye-bye-bye.

this is the story so far...

Tuesday: walked the length and breadth of snellville to do my hair and even the black hairdressers swore off my black hair for some psychotic excuse or the other. I was furious. A week now I've been on a mission to do my hair yet so far...not good. I have to spend my day off tomorrow doing it. Gnashes teeth at the thought.

Wednesday: The hair is done for an exorbitant price I am even afriad to write down for fear that my mother may read it and reprimand me. I spent so much money today on my self, the hair, transportation, and my sister's presents, that I may have to feed on bread and water for the next couple of weeks. So much for saving some money or buying the sound system. I get home and call my job and they say they might not need me for Thursday...Darn it! that's money I need being dashed out. But I really don't mind gives me more time to rest up...for the weekend, praying I don't lose any more money on that cash register.

Please pray for me too if you're reading this.

Thank you.