New Leaves

Psyched out. Not up.

This past week has been a bundle of nerves. While it is great to receive a promotion, it's also very difficult because I am not getting the traditional promotion. You know, the one with 12 weeks training. In fact, I am going straight to my new store today. This store has a lot of problems and I know that the next month is going to be an extreme amount of work.

This store has 2 shift managers (hourly) They have set schedules. That's an odd thing. I was told that you weren't allowed to have set schedules, that you had to have a completely open schedule...... Now, I feel I've been lied to. But then again I expect it.

Anyhow, one shift manager has opening shift, the other has closing shift.... this means that I get the fucking mid shift. I hate mid shift. That's both lunch and dinner rush that you get. Fuck. But I'm holding out. I am not allowing myself to be played, I am allowing them enough rope to hang themselves.

The good thing about this job is that there are Wendy's everywhere. Nationwide. I can almost guarantee with my work history, motivation, and training, to walk into a Wendy's and get a good management job. Anywhere. So, I use them too.

Soon as I learn what I have to, I am going to be commuting from Dayton. For one year. Yes it's a horrible commute, but there are worse. If they screw me, they make my life easier by taking away any sentiment of loyalty towards them and freeing me karmically to find a job in Dayton, no commute. But I don't believe it is right to use them to just get the training and then leave in three months.

My last day at my old store sucked. I tried to have a serious discussion with my General Manager about why I wanted to leave.... and he just wasn't mature enough for it. He was very underlined saying 'fuck you' so I didn't talk to him for the rest of the day. Excuse me for taking the person that you were figuratively screwing and lying to away.

My sister is due late July.... My family is in the same city and I haven't seen them since April.

I have a shitton of things to send in the mail.... I have bags of things... just waiting for me to find the right box and go to the post office.

Father's day is just around the corner....

I don't know when I am going to get to spend much time with Mike until we actually move in. (Outside of Sunday Nights.) After this past weekend, Which was absolutely lovely, and I will write more about it either tonight or tomorrow, It's a lot of work.

I'm psyched out because I see my 50 hour work weeks, the gym for 2 hours- 3X a week, and all the chores and responsibilities that I have here just hanging over my head.... and I'm going to be moving on top of it. It is a lot of work in the next year, and while I know it's neccessary and for a worthwhile cause, there is a price for motivation.

I had so much sugar in retaliation yesterday that I woke up sick this morning. Bleah.

In my defense this whining is only a phase. It's scarey what I am doing. Give me a month to develop a new rhythm to my new schedule/life change and I'll totally step up to bat and hit a fuckin homerun.

Posted by hawkie at May 31, 2005 09:05 AM