1. I eat my sides first, then the main course.
2. I eat french fries with mustard, not ketchup.
3. I do not do drive-thrus.
4. All my athletic shoes are Nike.
5. I write checks to pay all my bills.
6. I put a period after my name when I type emails and leave online comments on websites/blogs.
7. The only time I drink sodas are with alcohol, as a cocktail.
8. I bounce the basketball three times and then spin it in my hands before shooting each free throw.
9. I always ask for two straws with my drinks at restaurants.
10. I always have chapstick on me; usually in my right jean's pocket.
4.23.2008
10 things you love about your life.
1. My DVR. Cable would be worthless to me without my DVR.
2. My work attire. I can wear tennis shoes and jeans every day. Hell, I can even wear my Tevas so long as my toes are painted.
3. My sister. She is the only person in this world I can truly say I love.
4. My health. Despite my headaches, I am grateful for my health. Namely, my mental health, as I have never met so many people with mental illnesses until this past year.
5. My alma mater. I bleed burnt orange. Hook 'em!
6. Not having college loans. I am grateful to my parents for this.
7. My co-workers. I love going to work each day.
8. The luxury of having Starbucks twice, if not three times, daily.
9. My apartment. Living on my own has been quite the pleasant experience, bills aside.
10. The memories. I cherish everyone of them.
...in no particular order.
4.20.2008
all I can hear are my head and my heart.
It is not always about me, I know. But is it better to sit and watch as the person I know and love become someone I do not know but will always love? Was I being selfish or did I really have her best interest at heart? I feel alone in this matter, and for the first time in a long time, my emotions are getting the best of me everywhere I go and with everything I do. I fear this will not pass until I know she will be okay.
because you are my manager.
And this is what I would have said to my manager...
You're too quick to doubt, instead of giving the benefit of the doubt.
You play favorites.
Kim can do no wrong. And Connie and Ameer can get away with anything.
What I admire about you is your patience, but sometimes you have to take a stand. You shouldn't have to wait for another pharmacy manager to tell you to do something that has been a long time coming.
It wasn't what you said. It was how you handled the situation.
I wouldn't get mad over such a petty thing. I would be the first to banter back with you. But like I said, it wasn't the words, but rather the actions.
Enraged and frustrated, I have decided to take the so-called high road. I will show up to work to do my job the only way I know how. It is not in my nature to sabatoge my work ethics in order to prove a point. I will continue to put 110% in everything I do. I am responsible for my actions, and my actions alone.
You're too quick to doubt, instead of giving the benefit of the doubt.
You play favorites.
Kim can do no wrong. And Connie and Ameer can get away with anything.
What I admire about you is your patience, but sometimes you have to take a stand. You shouldn't have to wait for another pharmacy manager to tell you to do something that has been a long time coming.
It wasn't what you said. It was how you handled the situation.
I wouldn't get mad over such a petty thing. I would be the first to banter back with you. But like I said, it wasn't the words, but rather the actions.
Enraged and frustrated, I have decided to take the so-called high road. I will show up to work to do my job the only way I know how. It is not in my nature to sabatoge my work ethics in order to prove a point. I will continue to put 110% in everything I do. I am responsible for my actions, and my actions alone.
4.18.2008
footlong turkey on wheat, please.
Do you know anyone else that would do their nails, and then two hours later go and play basketball?
Upgrades are only done to secure the jobs of programmers and IT people. I will never understand the need to upgrade softwares that work perfectly fine.
Being "socially sober" during a work-related happy hour is incredibly enlightening. The things people say...and the things you learn...
At the rate in which I am eating $5 footlongs, I will soon become a footlong turkey on wheat with american cheese. Eat me.
Ever notice how quick girls are to compliment other girls when their hair looks nice? Sometimes they even make it a point to say it several times throughout the day.
I will admit it, I am an Idol junkie this season. I cannot help it. I love the guys, D. Archuleta and D. Cook, and I think C. Smithson is absolutely amazing! This week's performances gave me goosebumps...
I can only hope that you know I am always here for you.
Uncle Sam can kiss my ass. Each year I dread doing my taxes. This year was no exception. I am being punished for working hard and having two jobs.
I have a little crush. It probably will not develop into anything more than a little crush. It will never be a full blown crush. I do not think I will ever get to know him well enough to take a liking to him. The crush will probably only last a few weeks. But it is a crush, nonetheless. And I get to see him several times a week.
Texas weather is fucking crazy. Car ports falling on cars. Trees getting split in half. Traffic lights being blown down. Fences falling down. Roof shingles flying all over the place. When it storms, it really storms.
Upgrades are only done to secure the jobs of programmers and IT people. I will never understand the need to upgrade softwares that work perfectly fine.
Being "socially sober" during a work-related happy hour is incredibly enlightening. The things people say...and the things you learn...
At the rate in which I am eating $5 footlongs, I will soon become a footlong turkey on wheat with american cheese. Eat me.
Ever notice how quick girls are to compliment other girls when their hair looks nice? Sometimes they even make it a point to say it several times throughout the day.
I will admit it, I am an Idol junkie this season. I cannot help it. I love the guys, D. Archuleta and D. Cook, and I think C. Smithson is absolutely amazing! This week's performances gave me goosebumps...
I can only hope that you know I am always here for you.
Uncle Sam can kiss my ass. Each year I dread doing my taxes. This year was no exception. I am being punished for working hard and having two jobs.
I have a little crush. It probably will not develop into anything more than a little crush. It will never be a full blown crush. I do not think I will ever get to know him well enough to take a liking to him. The crush will probably only last a few weeks. But it is a crush, nonetheless. And I get to see him several times a week.
Texas weather is fucking crazy. Car ports falling on cars. Trees getting split in half. Traffic lights being blown down. Fences falling down. Roof shingles flying all over the place. When it storms, it really storms.
4.06.2008
not on your time.
My whole damn life you dictate the idea of planning and drill it into our heads. And now that you have had a sudden change in lifestyle everything is on YOUR time? Please tell me how the hell that works. I knew that once my sister went off to college my already shitty relationship was going to turn shittier, if not non-existant. I knew that. So why the hell do I still seem to care?
The Last Minute Filler.
80% of my shifts are closing shifts. Do not get me wrong, I am not complaining. In fact, I am extremely grateful for a job that works around my not-so-normal 40 hour week. But along with closing shifts come closing duties, and a whole bunch of shit that always seems to happen the last hour of work. Shit caused by people who choose to wait until the very last minute to drop off their prescriptions. Let us call these people...Last Minute Fillers [name taken from a pharmacy blog].
The Last Minute Filler...
Comes to the counter 10 minutes before closing wanting hospital discharge medications filled. There is no physician's name printed on the papers, and the signature is illegible.
Has a transfer from another pharmacy, which is closed for the day.
Has been out of cholesterol medicine for the past two days and is just now requesting a refill on an out-of-refill Lipitor. This cannot wait one more day, and a loan is insisted.
Drops off a Solodyn prescription and waits until after the $75 rings up at the register to bring to our attention a discount card that should be applied.
Has never filled at your pharmacy before and does not have any insurance information on them. Oh, but wait, they have a medical card on them, is that not all you need?
Just recently acquired changes in their insurance plans. Though kind enough to print 'temporary' cards off the internet, it does not have the sufficient information needed.
Oh, and do not bother asking the Last Minute Filler when he/she drops off the prescription if he/she would like to wait. Of course they do. You just slap a label on it, right?
The Last Minute Filler...makes you want to go home and drink.
The Last Minute Filler...
Comes to the counter 10 minutes before closing wanting hospital discharge medications filled. There is no physician's name printed on the papers, and the signature is illegible.
Has a transfer from another pharmacy, which is closed for the day.
Has been out of cholesterol medicine for the past two days and is just now requesting a refill on an out-of-refill Lipitor. This cannot wait one more day, and a loan is insisted.
Drops off a Solodyn prescription and waits until after the $75 rings up at the register to bring to our attention a discount card that should be applied.
Has never filled at your pharmacy before and does not have any insurance information on them. Oh, but wait, they have a medical card on them, is that not all you need?
Just recently acquired changes in their insurance plans. Though kind enough to print 'temporary' cards off the internet, it does not have the sufficient information needed.
Oh, and do not bother asking the Last Minute Filler when he/she drops off the prescription if he/she would like to wait. Of course they do. You just slap a label on it, right?
The Last Minute Filler...makes you want to go home and drink.
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