Kovixen

Work is bad. Our store manager has come up with all these decisions regarding receiving, even though she knows nothing about what we do. I think she only steps into our room about once a month, basically when her manager comes to see our store. She's cut our shelvers, so our carts are always full, so it's hard to receive. And because we just had inventory, we got a psycho huge, Christmas style shipment today that we came no where near finishing. Plus, we have to open more boxes an hour. Plus we do everything wrong. Oh, and returns are piling up again, as usual. I had to shelve a cart too. I wanted to cry during lunch, I was so frustrated. Then I went into the receiving room to punch in from lunch, and I couldn't stop laughing at how ridiculous the whole situation is. When I got home I was just plain angry. If I didn't like the people I work with so much, I would have left a long time ago. I'm once again really considering leaving. I'm going to work on my resume on Thursday since I'm off.

Faith McNulty died today. She is somehow a distant cousin, her mother was a Robinson, as was my great grandmother I believe. She wrote Burning Bed, a true account of a woman who was abused and kills her husband. It is the book on abuse. She also wrote some kids books too that are still in print. She lived in my hometown, but I can't remember actually meeting her. I just heard about her my entire life.

I made it into the current The Quarterly, page 16. Notice how my purse is front and center. I really like Nashoba, the wine is good and the restaurant was wonderful. We're having the event again next fall for our Founder's Day. The drive isn't too bad either. We have such good events with the alum chapter, which I now take full credit for since I am the VP Programming. I plan on having our purse making party at 1154 Lill again, that was the best event ever, and we have a Build-A-Bear philanthropy coming up soon too.