Yeah, soooo “dandy!!!”

[imood mood at time of entry: tired]
[Personal Mood at time of entry: Happy!!]

Well, the very next day I was made to go back to that portable. I was okay though, because our supervisor, Charles, stayed there most of the shift. I was actually over somehow! Sunday (February 13, 2005) was my last day at the Popcorn Portable. Charles is also my current Supervisor God because he saved me from a write up. Both myself and Robert (a higher up boss) counted my money incorrectly. I just accepted Robert’s count, and I was off by $120.25. I did throw in the quarter, so that overage is actually my fault.

I gave Charles a hug and asked him what he wanted as a thank you, he said nothing. I will get him something. I also know that Robert has helped me with small amounts, but this was $120!!!

*heavy sigh*

I now work at the Nacho Portable for Heaven knows how long. I *think* that I have went from bad to worse. I am now forced to work closely with a loud, abrasive woman who wants me to call her “Miss Dee Dee”, and is a total ghetto bitch! She went on the entire shift about dead issues!

I don’t know what it is with this place! I love it there, but I am forced to spend my shifts with peoeple that I don’t like. Why is it that I cannot work along side one of my good friends for once?!

I have begged, cried, pouted, stomped, had a fit, and whined, but Robert refuses to let me work in the stands. He has basically told me that I will not be going back to the stands. He told me today that he wants me in the spotlight so that everyone can see how good I am. So everyone can see that I am on my way up in the company.

I know that this may sound all good and dandy to everyone else, but this sort of sucks for me. It is good that my boss believes in me, and wants to see me do well, but Robert is simply taking this too far. I simply do not get a choice in the matter.

I have told him time and again that I am not responsible enough to run a portable on my own, nor with the help of anyone else. I told him this when I was holding someone else’s spot at the PP (That’s Popcorn Portable.), now he’s flat out given me a portable of my own to run for some unspecified amount of time. He told me four months would be the length of my stay, but he told me a week before that.

Thinking of work makes me want to cry, and I do follow through with it. I did today in front of all the portable people. I just want to go to work, do my job, and not have these extremes expected of me. Working a portable is almost like being a manager. I don’t want to be a manager. I have only had this job two months! I would like it if I could get used to everything a bit more, but my darn boss/company goes around seeing potential in people whether they like it not! *lol*

I have been told that I am going to like this promotion, and I am going to stay in that area of the company. Robert also made it clear that I can forget about ever going back to the stands, because the only place that I am going is up. I do not have a choice in this either. I just want to be “the new girl!” Why can’t I be that?!

You know what is the problem, it is those darned customers that I am nice to who ask what my name is! This is what I get for being nice to people! They are probably telling my bosses about me! I am not being paranoid, we do have secret shoppers. Though some of them are not so secret.

Just this past Sunday, I met two of them. They came to the PP and did the paper work on the counter! I even helped them add up some of their expenses! I thought this was extremely funny! Whodathunkit?! (I think that is how you spell that. . . Slang and non-proper English sayings give me trouble with the spellings. For the longest time, I could not spell “ain’t” I had to ask my teacher!)

Now, I am the Nothing’ but nachos (That is the name of the portable.) girl who has to work with a person that I would not waste my breath giving directions to if we were on the street somewhere together. Why – oh – why couldn’t I have an assignment that I love *fully*. I do cherish the fact that I am now at a location where I can see the actual arena floor, and the big screen arena television (I can watch the entire game!) ; but, why is it at such a price?! At least I will continue to be paid more, since I will work longer hours. Thank the Goddess for the blessings I do have!

I got my betaing for Elanor done before I started this entry. That is a major relief, since it has been sitting in my Inbox not being beta’d. I was tired and lazy. Pooh on me! =D

I saw a Cris look-a-like on the way to work today. He said hello to me, and I sort of said hello back until I changed my mind and blew him off. I don’t want to examine the glaring emotional/psychological reason(s) why I did this any closer, but I did not want to talk to some stranger most of all. He probably thinks me a bitch now, but at least he is not wrong about that. *smiles*

Oh! The founder of The Pimp Cane told me this morning (Way early, as usual.) that she has been meaning to ask me to be a mod for that comm! OMG! I am so flattered and stunned! I wonder if this means that I will not be able to enter anymore community fan fiction contests since I will probably help judge the entries. I suppose that I can still write the themes, but not be entered for judging. God. . . Can life get any better?! *grins*

Danielle