Friday, May 8, 2009

Hi Peeps!

I got another job. I have three jobs, and I am still working on the MBA. I have been up since 5 am this morning, and I just got off work an hour ago (6 pm). I am so tired, I feel all light-headed and tingly, even after stuffing my gut! But it feels great to be busy and earning lots of money to pay for a year and a half of not being able to work. I have also met a lot of new friends over here in Sunny California, because of my jobs, so it's all good. It will feel good to get the debt paid off! And lucky for me and the pugs, one of my jobs allows me to bring the dogs with- or at least, no one has asked me not to yet ;-)

Oh, my 3 jobs: I have been working for Blue Buffalo Pet Food since August- basically hanging out in pet stores teaching people about pet nutrition, and of course, Blue Buffalo has all the good stuff and none of the bad (really, my pugs eat it! And they fart less!!!) I got a second job working for Global Distribution Services as an independent contractor, basically inventorying, and pulling and replacing expired pet magazines in Pet Stores. And I just got a third job about a month ago taking care of the animals in Pet Smart. I have been telling my boss I am going to be one of his managers, and I think he is almost convinced- ha ha. Most of my co-workers are scared of him, but I met him through my other jobs- I gave him lots of crap then, because he wasn't paying me to be there anyway. Now I work for him, and I still give him crap, lots and lots of crap- surprised he hired me, to be honest. But I told him he would- maybe he just hated to make a liar out of me. Or maybe he is bored with being surrounded by people that are scared of him. I'll let you know when I figure it out.....

1 comment:

Blen said...

It is good that you keep pretty busy. I don't remember if I told you but Lindsay and I decided on Shaylee Annibelle for our daughters name. I do not know how we are spelling it though. We are getting pretty excited. How are your pugs doing? they could sure give max a lesson or two on farting less. he smells like a sewer