Devil in the deli.

Ok-- first of all , why am I up this early on my day off?

Next, I want anyone that is reading this to know I am usually a very nice person. Seriously! Ask Sarah! Anyways usually Matt and I go grocery shopping every weekend. We pretty much always need the same things over and over again, lunch meat, bananas, water. Well we decided to go on Sunday afternoon, we saved the deli for last and I am really glad we did! After waiting a good five minutes, someone finally "helped" us. I got half a pound of turkey thin sliced, then Matt ordered his pound of Virginia ham, shaved. Heres how that went...

Matt: I need a pound of that Virginia ham, shaved please.
Deli Clerk: Do you want it very thin or falling apart?
Matt: I would like it falling apart if you could please.
Deli Clerk: (In very rude, stern tone) WHY would I ask you if I couldn't do it that way!?


The deli clerk that shall remain unnamed then proceeded to complain out loud to her co-workers about having to "shave" our ham. She offered the task to another worker, that refused and walked off. She then commented that she hoped the deli in Flippin was hiring because she would rather work there. Then after taking her sweet ass time, she flopped the meat up on the counter and didn't say a word to us. I could not believe how rude she was! If I would have been Matt, I would have pushed it back across the counter and informed her on a nice place for her to "store" it. But he was polite, and we took our sammich fixin's and mosied on. I did call the manager after we got home, and he wasn't surprised at all and actually knew exactly who I was talking about. I can honestly say that is the first time I have ever had to complain about an employee! But I think it was justified.

Which brings me to my next point, does anyone actually like to work? I know some people "love their job!" but when it comes down to it , if I gave you the choice , of spending quality time with your family/walking your dog/going on vacation OR going to work-- which do you think would win? There are parts of my job that I don't like. Iron dextran drips are the devil. I hate making them, they are messy and a huge pain in my ass -- but you can rest assured that the next time I make one, I'm not going to march up to the patient that needs it and complain about how hard it was to make. Its part of my job , I secretly hate it , but I still do it. I think everyone has at least one part of their job that they dislike , but I think that normal people keep that to themselves.

See just another day that I would have been better off sleeping in! But as always with a trip to Wally world, I got an orange fanta, so things evened out.

I take it back!

After much consideration, I want to go back and skip Friday night! Work sucked , and when I got home Matt and I got in a huge (and stupid) argument that pretty much ruined our entire weekend. Ugh. Anyway , the weekend is over and I'm off to a great start today! I've done two loads of laundry and a sink full of dishes! Go me! I think I am excited because I only work three days this week... Friday is Matts birthday and I requested to be off work... I'm not sure what we'll do on Friday , but on Saturday we are going to the cage of honor fights in Poplar Bluff MO. The fights are always exciting and we are both chomping at the bit for next weekend to get here.

This past weekend , I offered to pick up some medicine from UAMS in Little Rock -- thats about a 3 hour drive from here , but I didn't mind since we get paid for time and mileage. It amazes me how different their hospital is from ours. At the hospital I work in we have a policy called "Meet and greet within ten feet" we are all supposed to say hello or at least smile at people in the hallways. We are also expected to help people out when they look like they are lost .... Totally different at UAMS! No one smiles, no one helps. I was a total fish out of water and I'm sure everyone could tell.

Highlight of the weekend, we had IHOP and I of course got the stuffed french toast with strawberries! Thats pretty sad when french toast is the highlight of your weekend.

Slug needs a pedicure

I seem to wake up with the bulldog in my bed every morning... It doesnt matter if you tell him not to get in the bed -- he does it anyway. Most of the time he finds a spot at the bottom of the bed , but sometimes he gets brave and wants to put his head on Matts pillow. Well the problem with this is , when Matt leaves, I put my head on his pillow! This morning Slug tried to see if we could share I guess, because I woke up with his little face right in my face and his little sandpaper paw dug into my shoulder. He's a funny boy, but I guess he won, because he's still laying there and I got out of bed.



I dont think I've ever been happier for Friday to be here! This week was super long! It sucks to think that most people get to start their weekend at 4 or 5... I get off work at 11 pm. So I get an exciting Friday night of coming home and going to bed. But at least I'm off tomorrow right?

Another day, another dollar.

Sometimes I fantasize about things. I know some women fantasize about Johnny Depp or maybe even Jessica Simpson -- But I like to fantasize about the day I no longer have to work. Maybe I'll win the lottery, or maybe Matt will be famous and I can ride his coat tails to the top, but seriously am I supposed to work this mediocre job forever? My job is nothing to complain about , I'm sure it could be much worse... but when I think of what I want to be doing in ten years, this is not it. Is everyone else ok with working their jobs? I guess I am stressed about it , because I dont have a dream job. Theres not a job that I know of that I could happily work at for the rest of my life. Maybe if cuddling with a bulldog paid good, I could do that ;)

Whats the password?

Uh, it has apparently been so long since I blogged that I forgot my password! Dont worry, all is well and here I am blogging my little heart out.

Everyone that reads this (that I know of) knows me personally so they know I've been working my ass off and barely have enough time to do anything.

I would just like to say that being an adult sucks.

In other news, in January I started a new job as a pharmacy technician , and in April I married my longtime boyfriend Matt. We had the best wedding ever, there was bbq, catfish and beer-- who could ask for anything more? Oh yeah, and I was there in a fancy dress, and he was looking spiffy in his tux. A lot of people doubted my ability to pull off a camouflage themed wedding without looking like a complete hillbilly, but I think I did an alright job.




And dont worry folks, I think I've made it my half years resolution to blog more often.