You all simply DO NOT understand what I mean when I say I have no time. And no, I can't find a job near campus becase campus is 65 miles from home. School, and assignments for it, take up 95 percent of my time. My Dad and his illness, which is much more serious that I've let on with ya'll, takes up the other five percent, and somewhere between percentages, I find time to work. I HAVE looked for other jobs, but no one wants to hire a 17 year old. Ok. Sorry, just ain't gonna happen. I had the job lined up at David's but I doubt she kept holding it after she heard I took a job somewhere else.
When I say my boss is too young to be owning and operating a business, I mean, that just because she's waitressed her whole life does not mean she has the knowledge and understanding to properly own and operate a restaurant. She doesn't even count the money before taking it to the bank! We're going to get into serious trouble because of that some day soon! It's irresponsible to let Bri (Still ya'll, not short for anything you've mentioned. Just letters in her name....) count it out at night and accept that, well we're 20 bucks short again on Bri's watch. No employees should count out money drawers at the end of the night. My parents own a business I know what I'm talking about. Just because my Boss's parents are some of the richest people in town does not mean I have to roll over and play dead to suit her.
Before my Dad got sick, I was laying around the house 50% of the time, playing the piano all day, being generally very lazy. I had the chance to be lazy and I took it. My family is very tight and when my grandparents became ill, I took it upon myself to set vigil at their bedside. That's draining. They all passed on and I went back to being me...the musician/actor who sleeps through the day and gets up at night. I finished high school that way. Then the real world hit. Life just happens that way. Dad comes in from work looking like he's just seen a ghost and 3 weeks later we find out he's got stage 4 cancer EVERYWHERE! I spent the rest of the summer in and out of hospitals with him being not just physicaly drained, but emotionall drained as well. With college time approaching, and very little moola in my bank account I decided I needed job to help out with my gas bills and Dad's doctor bills. I could have at least found one that pays halfway decent.
I don't want you all to feel sorry for me or think of me like some little upity ***** or anything but my life ain't a bed of roses. I do need to quit this job but because no one around here is hiring I can't exactly get another job here in town. I'm in my car enough as it is! I don't want to spend another hour in the car JUST to get to work! I'm in the car most of my life and I'm missing out on what time my dad has left. I get in from school every night around 8pm and because I've been up since 4am, I'm so tired I can't see to walk so I fall out and sleep for an hour, wake up, eat something, go back to sleep, get up and do it all again the next day. On the days I work, I get up a little later than 4am, 6am, and get ready and go to work leaving around 1:30, but then I have assignemtns for school. I can't just write these down on paper. I have to shoot rolls and rolls of film, and it's not as easy as it looks.....
You know what....me going on about this is pointless. I hate my job. I hate my life. I want to be someone different.....there is nothing else in the world I want to do right now, only get in a 1957 Ford Fairlane Skyliner convirtible (teal and white) with my two best friends and head for the beach and never ever come home. But life ain't a movie is it?
So go ahead and yell at me, do what you want, cause I don't give a ****. I'm tired of this life.
woo Missy I am sorry, but I think you need to get some help