I made Sales Associate of the Quarter for a second time!

I'm kind of awesome like that. ;)

Think I can make it the whole year?

I may or may not have ranted about the new dress code at work, but in case I haven't let me tell you how much it sucks.

We can only wear the following colors: White, Black, Gray, Brown, Khaki, Olive, and Navy.
We can no longer wear sneakers and we also cannot wear any patterns-- that includes polka-dots people!

Kill me now.

However, I went to the Goodwill today (I'm not buying brand spanking new clothes for work) looking for old man vests. I found no vests (odd), but I did find this gray sweater-vest for $3.50 in great condition and originally from Target. I thought it was a steal. I will have to go back to find other slightly used finds.

I still have a stigma about second hand stuff... that was all of my childhood right there. We couldn't even afford jeans until I was in middle school. So now I have this horrible prejudice about behavior I think of as "poor." Ok, I know, I'm an elitist, but I want better out of life than what I came from and that's a trailer. True story.

EXCITED FACE!

SO! Today at my staff meeting I found out that one of my good friends/coworkers, Ames, is 4.5 Months PREGNANT! She didn't tell us earlier just in case she miscarried. Wanted to make sure the kiddo was sticking around.

I think I was definitely the most excited by her announcement. I jumped and clapped and boy oh boy I'm excited for her! Such a surprise. She kept her relationship with her boyfriend secret for 7 months! I know that seems weird, but her last relationship ended horribly and I completely understand that she didn't want to jink this one. He's really excited about the pregnancy and he's good to her. And that's all that I can ask.

But yeah: baby! I love little babies and I'm so happy for her. I've been spazzing out about it all day.

Best of all: Ruth (my manager) offered me Amy's Assistant Manager position when she goes on maternity leave in December or January and I, of course, accepted.

I don't think that my nails are going to make it to the wedding. Today I had to do truck and I didn't have any nail polish on to make my nails a little stronger. Now they're chipping between the layers of my nails, you know, like flaking? This makes me sad because I've been putting a lot of time into them. See how long and well shaped I've been keeping them?

I've came to the realization that it's just not "me" to do my nails. I can paint them from time to time when I want to pamper myself, but I like things in my life simple and practical. Long nails are not practical. You can't close your hands into a fist, you can't type with your finger tips, you scratch yourself, your constantly filing them and re-shaping them, and re-painting them. Too much work.

However, I am so close to my goal so I don't want to cut just yet! I also think that I need to be myself, and that is something I haven't been staying true to lately. A lot of that has to do with my work situation so I'm looking into finding a new job. There is just a lot of pressure to conform and I've never been good at that. I'm a weird one who is very sensitive to prejudices around me. I just need to find some hippies to work with who don't care if I haven't shaved in a while or if I don't wear make-up or don't style my hair every day or don't do my nails or don't eat meat and who don't make me extremely self-conscious. Yeah, I like it.

Work Moment

A and L talking about going out after work

R: Why don't you just go to the liquor store, it's SO much cheaper.

A: There aren't any men at the liquor store

R: Sure there are! They're just homeless...

Horrible and completely politically incorrect, but it gave me a very large chuckle.