Saturday, October 15, 2011

Workman's Comp.

As much as I wish, my faith is still at a very low level. Waiting for the Lord to reveal the reason my shoulders are still in continuous pain. Went to the company doctor a few weeks ago. Now I am on 'light duty' at work. That means I people greet. The job seems boring but it really isn't, no more so than cashiering!
Walmart is doing layaway this Christmas season and I was chosen (oh, yeah) to be a part of it. Sadly, with my restrictions, I have been watching the show unfold without me.
Have been slacking off on my letter-writing for the past weeks. I have a few I wrote (Astronomy class is convenient) for my grandfather and Cameron that I just haven't mailed. Not Good.
Ordered a PHD shirt! YAY! Nothing like paying through the nose for a logo. $25. A jacket with the logo is $100+ and I lose sweatshirts like no one can. I seriously do. I bought one a few weeks ago and only had it a few days. Several of the ones I've had (like an expensive Hollister jacket and special track jackets) I loaned and never got them back. Trust me, I remember everyone who 1; never gave a jacket back; and 2; borrowed more than $20 they didn't return.
Mostly because when you're in middle school and high school and you don't have much money and you hate most of your clothing, losing money or a prized jacket is a big deal. Especially if you trusted someone with it.
This last one I was responsible for. I forgot it at work and it disappeared. Well, it isn't right to take someone's jacket if you find it, but it's also dumb to leave it to be stolen.