Here we go again

Before I get started I must say that the new summer line at The Place is delightful. Full of bright, bold colors and a welcome change from the boring and ugly spring/Easter clothes that I've been staring at for the past six weeks. So onto the rest...

I worked eight hours yesterday, dressed thirteen mannequins and made eight addtional displays. Because I was working so efficiently with the girls, my boss gave me the option of whether I wanted to continue with the boys or help with the girls floorset. I said I'd do the mannequins. She just put her hand on my arm and smiled. I knew she was thankful that I made that decision. Summer clothes are a dream come true after working with the layered winter and spring looks.

It was closer to 11:30-11:45 when we made our way to the back to punch out. I was signing something in the office and she said "oh shit, amy, you're not here tomorrow are you?" I said no. She said "shit. what the hell am I going to do?" I said, "Dee, do you want me to come in and do the babies?" She said using a combination of all of the following and probably more that I just didn't hear: yes because you know how I feel about baby, that she needed me, that I saved her life last night (she has a bit flare for dramatics), and that I was awesome. So I said, what are the hours for tomorrow? So here I am again working 5p-2a. It won't be bad and I like it; Mannequins are fun, easy, and a different project. They also give me the opporitunity to work (dare I use this term?) independently. Dee trusts my judgement and leaves me alone to create masterpieces. It's also quite fun wearing some of the accessories that eventually end up on my people. Because I am working at the store now six days this week, I think it might be a safe guesstimate to assume that I am only working one job. I need ten more teaching days before the end of the school year. I am sure that is a feat that can be easily accomplished.

About my lack of a weekend:
I saw The Libertine Friday night. Strange film, reminded me of a Dogme95 style in many ways. Johnny Depp's character was one of the best I've seen from him. But it was hard to focus on the movie because of both the company I was in and the fact that I had plastic digging into my back directly next to my spinal cord that would end up leaving a bruise. These made for a wonderful evening and taught me how to move my back without feeling a shooting burst of pain. It was a small price to pay for a ticket to cloud nine, somewhere I'm not I've left since.

In other news:
Comcast flippin sucks. The service today is totally unacceptable. I am about to call and get a freaking credit to the account or something. It's completely absurd and overpriced for shit service that can't even work continuously throughout the day. Also on my to-do list, call another cable company and check out rates, service, and then most likely switch. This is the price one must pay to seek something from a monopolistic company. The whole thing is starting to make me really, really pissed off.