This week has been...interesting.
I talked to one of my best friends yesterday for the first time in ages. I've known Dani since middle school, but I don't get to see her that often because we live in different cities. We probably talked for 4 hours beforel my cell phone died, LOL.
I worked Friday and Saturday night and it sucked big time (as usual). I really dislike my job. Here's why: I'm the youngest person there, and I've been put in charge of a bunch of people old enough to be my parents or grandparents in some cases. That part doesn't bother me. The thing is, these people are in a word, lazy. I end up doing the most work every single time. I've spoken with the bosses about it and they say, "we've noticed Claire and we're working on fixing that" blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Bull effing shit. It's been a year. The same people are there...absolutely no change. Only now, I'm a lot more bitter about the whole thing. *Sighs* I guess that's what I get for working retail. Not that any other field is better, but the store I work is always understaffed and has an unusually high amount of turnover.
Enough about my job. More about my week so far. I had this rather unsettling dream last night in which I was shot. While I was taken to the hospital, they ran some standard test and found a bunch of other things wrong with me. Among these things was something to do with my heart. I woke up with a start, my heart racing and a reeeaallly bad feeling.
Well, about half an hour ago, my mother informed me that her cardiologist found a blockage in her heart. She's going to be having open heart surgery. My mother is really important to me. She's one of the funniest people I know, and she's always been there for me. I don't even want to imagine what my life would be like without her. Ah crap, I'm starting to get all depressed just thinking about it...
More to come...
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