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Thanksgiving went okay. Since Dad was on the road, we went to Troy and Diane's for dinner. It was just Mom, Gramma Julie, Hunter, Troy, Diane, Sandy, TJ and me. (May sound like a lot, but in reality, it isn't.) Diane cooked. The food was pretty good.

Work last night was S-L-O-W. I called up the Dyer store and let them know that there was a coworker from our store calling up and posing as one of their workers, just to give them a heads-up. Sheri has pretty much said that the best way to deal with this is to just try to get along with Danielle. Fuck that shit. Sheri just doesn't want her to quit because then we'll be EXTREMELY short on workers.

So guess who will seriously be looking for a new job if something doesn't get done about her pronto? I hate to quit over this, but it's ruining the job experience. Sarah (the new girl) quit after a week because of Danielle's weird behavior.





What do you do when a person you'd practically do anything for doesn't appreciate you back or barely acknowledge you at all? Like you're pretty much invisible?

I'm tired of this. I'm tired of wasting my time.

(And I think you people know who I'm talking about.)