Jun. 8th, 2004

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Yay, the weekend! Okay, so it's in the middle of the week. Whatever!

Tonight was fun, but surprise, surprise, they dropped another truck on us, so the store ended up with something like 1800 pieces instead of the 500 we originally expected. I worked paper with Becky, and we kicked major butt. There were ~10 pallets, and not only did we get that out (with only 1 pallet of overstock!), we got some more stuff out of the bins, and got that single pallet binned as well. Not only that, but we got three endcaps set up, including one for housewares. All this by 6:30 We rock, and we had a good time.

I'm not sure which I like better: chemicals or paper. Chemicals are a lot heavier (making for a better workout), and there are many more products with which to contend (slowing down the process). Paper is lighter, but it's extremly bulky (making it hard to handle). However, there are considerably fewer items to sort, and it's a lot easier to zone. I get bruised a lot more with chemicals, but we both get hit in the face a lot more with paper goods. Ah well...I'm sure they'll be swapping me back and forth between the departments for awhile, cross-training.

I am caught up on CBLs until the 16th. Wai! There are a lot due then, so I'll need to do one or two every day for the next week, but that's only like 20-30 minutes a night if I listen to the audio.

I haven't written down my hours properly, but I guesstimate that I'll need to not come in until midnight Friday so as not to have much (if any) overtime. I might have an hour over, but I'm really not sure now. Yikes! I need to call someone and ask. I have my spreadsheet set up properly now, so I'll be able to keep track of the time much better in the future.

I saw an old acquaintance from my elementary and high school days tonight; Nathan. I say acquaintance, because we were never really that close (we picked on each other incessantly, and didn't seem to have the greatest relationship because of it). I had the worst crush on him for the longest time, which is pretty much why I picked on him so much. I think he was threatened and retaliating as opposed to playing back...ah well. Long story as to the 'why' I flirted the way I did...not that it worked. LOL

Anyway, he had worked at this particular Dreaded Mart of Wal for 6 years, while going to school, and is now working on his Master's at UAH. He didn't say what field, and seemed in a hurry, so I didn't ask, but it was nice to see him again.

There are a couple of people I haven't mentioned prior, though we've talked quite a bit: Jaqueline and Teresa. Jacqueline is petite (and I do mean tiny) with long blonde hair and green eyes. She's 38 and looks close to my age. The topic came up tonight, as she mentioned having a 15 year old son. I said there was no way, then asked incredulously if she was 15 when she had him, and she blushed and said, "Thank you! You just made my night!" LOL... That sounds rude when I write it out that way, but it was really funny at the time, and she was understandably thrilled. Jacqueline seems kinda redneckish, but she's very cool, and we like a lot of the same kinds of music. She's talking about going to see Ozzy later this year if he tours anywhere close enough. *drool* I'd love to see him in concert before he gets too decrepit to perform anymore.

Teresa is also small, with brown hair just past her shoulders, and brown eyes. She looks like she could be partially Hispanic, or perhaps American Indian, but it's hard to say. I met her at the sink the other night; she couldn't get her hair to behave, so I gave her a ponytail holder. At lunch or on break, I forget which, we started talking about movies. She had just seen Twelve Monkeys, and wanted to know if I had gotten the same thing from the ending as she did. We haven't spent a lot of time together, because she's a cashier, but we chat when we pass each other or if we're on break at the same time.

So that was my night. Need to be up for about four more hours, and was hoping for some DII time, but I guess I'll play tonight since +Kyle just got up.


Jun. 8th, 2004 10:32 am
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Okay...so +Kyle went to talk to my dad yesterday. He won't tell me what he
went to talk to him about, but I'm sure I can guess...what else would he
talk about other than everything he's been going on about with me? He's not
satisfied with my giving up a friend for the sake of trying to make our
marriage work out. He wants total separation...for me to never even say
"hi, howya doin'?" again. I find that unreasonable. When those former
feelings are gone...when emotional separation has taken place...I don't see
the problem with a "hi, how are you?" once or twice a month, if that. I
don't have to talk to him all the time anymore, but I don't see the problem
in a once-in-a-while thing, either. +Kyle says it's because Scooter has
never been a friend to either of us, and he wishes I could see that. You
know, even if that is true...I *am* a friend...or I try to be, at any rate.

+Kyle hates me being goth right now, especially the overall look (it
'repulses' him). He's convinced that it's evil and that it revolves around
a constant "woe is me" attitude. Nevermind that I am generally in a better
mood when I go all out with it. It's fun, and it fits me. It doesn't
matter that it's something I enjoy. It doesn't matter that it's something
I'm willing to NOT do around +Kyle *because* he doesn't like it. That's not
enough. I can't do it at all because it "reflects on him". This from the
very person who told me to stop worrying about what people think of me,
because he never worries about what people think of him.

Then there's the sex issue. I'm sure he brought that up, since it's such a
huge sticking point. He thinks that multiple times a day or more is perfectly
reasonable. I think 2-4 times a week is plenty. Oh sure, about once a
month, I get to where once a day sounds pretty good, but no...I should want
it all the time too, or at the very least, put out whenever he wants it,
because that's surely what the Bible means.

I'm sure he went on about how he's made all these changes and how I'm
punishing him by making him wait for me to love him like I should. How we
shouldn't even be in this situation, and shouldn't I be getting there

I'm reasonably certain he's still going through my email. I opened Outlook
Express this morning, and it was open to a full-screen instead of windowed.
I never use the full-screen option with my email client, and there are a lot
of times I keep Internet Explorer and/or other windows windowed.

Don't know if it would have come up or not, but he hates my job. Oh, he's
thankful for it, but he hates the hours, hates that we never see each other,
etc. So what does he do when we do have spare moments? He bitches about
how we never see each other. Why not, instead, do something productive like
ENJOY what little time we do have? I told him this last night when he
wouldn't shut up, knowing full well that I needed to leave in order to get
there on time. I just barely made it before 10:00, and that was only
because Assistant Manager John was within shouting distance of the time
clock. Normally, one has to wait about 5 minutes on a page.

I have to wonder if he told my dad anything about the fight we had last
week...the one where he threatened both our lives, and did in fact cause me
physical harm even after swearing not to ever again. I think I hurt him too
a couple of times, but since it was to get a loaded weapon away from him,
and not just for the sake of being cruel, I think it's justified.

Did he bring up *anything* I've told him about my feelings on these various
matters? Did he talk about how, so often when there's something he wants
from me, he sulks, pouts and argues until I give in? Did he complain about
how he has two degrees and works at "a fucking grocery store"?

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