beginning of the new year

And I'm already on the hunt for a new job.

I had this customer tonight who came in with $50 in late dues. Carissa was ringing her up, and the lady wanted to pay half of her late dues. I figure, "Carissa's never done a prepay before, so I'll walk her through it." So I tell her what to do...and she accidentally keyed it in as a regular transaction instead of a prepay. Okay, not her fault. But what I SHOULD have done was just take the lady's money and leave the amount on her account as if it hadn't been paid. But no. I got all paranoid that the register would be short later that night, so Crystal tells me to call up the Hobart store about what to do. They tell me to just continue with the transsaction and go under a non-member account, do a negative credit and finish that up as a refund, but don't take any money out. HA. Yeah, right, that's the last time I call Hobart up on what to do. That register is now EXTREMELY SHORT. Why--I have no idea, because it's not like I gave the lady any money back besides the $3.75 (her change from the $50 she gave me). And I can't find my receipt from the non-member account I did all of this on, so we don't know what's accountable. And it's all going to be on me, and I'll be responsible for it and get written up and probably get suspended for it.

So here I am now, on monster.com perusing for a new job. I'm going to seriously scour the newspapers tomorrow, as well. I figure, new year, new start. I need to get the fuck out of retail. Things need to seriously change this year.

I got a phone call from E not long after I got home. I hadn't heard from him in a while.

My New Year's Eve sucked, just to let you know. I worked till close, then opened today, so I didn't get to go out and have any fun. And I'm tired, and since I don't have to be at Rocky Horror tonight, I'm not going to go. Fuck, I have to be at work at noon tomorrow to make up for Danielle quitting. I need sleep, dammit.

So...friends...give me some ideas as to what I should do this year in 2005. E said I need to punch a certain wishy-washy motherfucker in the face for fucking around with me last year and putting me on the backburner. And no, it ain't Dan. And let me tell you something...this is going to be the year of a very blunt Holly, who's going to tell you EXACTLY what I think whether you like it or not. I got fucked over royally by people I really thought I could trust last year, and it ain't happening again this year.

hmmm....

**No guy is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.

**Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

****A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.

**The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't reach them.

**Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.

**To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

**Don't waste your time on a guy, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.

**Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.

**There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.

**Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.

**Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.

**Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll still land among the stars.

**When you were born, everyone around you was smiling and you were crying.Live your life so that when you die, you're smiling and everyone around you is crying

well, well, well!

I stumbled onto the LJ of an old acquaintance of mine who promptly eliminated her LJ a while back with a very...how do I put this...pissy/pie-in-the-sky attitude. I guess she ended up getting a new LJ. I guess she also never got a job, or much of a life. Oh well. I could have left a very nasty note on there, but I don't really care. She's beneath me, and if she wanted to be that way about things, fine then. She means nothing to me anymore.

I probably should be in bed. I'm glad I have a night off from Rocky Horror this week. I have to be at work at noon tomorrow to cover for Danielle, since she up and quit. I've been perusing monster.com and hotjobs.com all night looking for a new job (hopefully full-time), and I've been updating my resumé as well. And I should really comb through those classifieds tomorrow. I'm going to get a Chicago Trib while I'm at it, since they have a bigger job selection.

So, after much thought last night, I have come down to some major decisions for this year. And yeah, I've been beating about the bush about it, but film school is definitely a major aspiration for me. The trouble is, for one thing, earning money to go. And do I go to an actual college/university for four years, or go to one of those schools that can give you the accredited training within a year? I'm really going to have to look into these options. And the big one...I know that Mom and Dad will not be cool with this venture, and I know they will not support me on it one bit. This is something I'm going to have to go about all by myself.

Also, on the major man-hunt. Sick of being single and having nobody to love. Sick of wasting my time and energy on certain wishy-washy individuals who just don't care and want to take advantage of me, and sick of "timing being a motherfucker." Sick of excuses. Just sick of it all, I guess.

Bought myself a hutch/shelf for my desk. Would have put it together tonight, but I farted around online all night and talked to E on the phone. 'Twas about it. I really need to take a bath. Hair is dirty, and I haven't shaved my legs in a week. (It doesn't matter so much in winter, I guess, since I always wear jeans, but still...)

*heh* It's funny. E says that if one more guy gives me a lame excuse like "timing's a motherfucker" or some stupid crap like that, I need to punch 'em right in the face, take a Polaroid of it, and send it out to him. I should just move out to Pittsburg and hook up with him. ;)

Let's face it. It's going to be a year of Patented Holly Attitude©.