A Roller Coaster of a Month.
I'm really starting to hate weeks in which I wonder if anything else worse could happen in my life. It's sad, because all of the bad things still have some kind of incoherant good in them, but I have yet to see the affects of any of it.
To start of the glorious chain of bad, I'm on my third six-day week in a row. I've been called in two weeks in a row to pick up shifts, and I have just been swamped. I haven't had time to relax or see my girlfriend at all (More on her later). Yesterday, I had finally snapped and decided to request a week off near the end of October. I figured that if I gave myself a week to cool off, I'd be ready to face the Christmas rush and doing what I'm doing now for a good solid month in a row.
I had great fun with my car last week as well. Long story short, not only did my car refuse to start for me, but the tow truck driver who had to haul it to the garage managed to damage it on the way there. Luckily for me, my dad and I went up to the company's office and showed them, and they've agreed to fix it free of charge (It's going in tomorrow, so I'll have it back by the weekend). What annoys me about that whole situation is that even now, the tow truck driver is still claiming his innocence and believes that they shouldn't pay for it. Can you not admit that you screwed up and that you need to make things right? Goodness gracious...
The final bombshell was dropped today. I was talking to my girlfriend briefly, and I found out that she was offered a job.....in Prince Albert. Four hours away from me. If anything, I think that was possibly the worst news I've had all month. Just as I finally get her back, she's potentially going to leave.
It's been hitting me all week. I knew that she had potentially wanted to get a job in Regina, which is a much more reasonable hour away, but this? It's got me completely stumped. I'd love to just tell her I don't know if I could handle her moving that far away, but that isn't fair to her. She wants to get out of her house bad, and this is the perfect chance for her, and I would hate to make her stay and then have her regret it.
It's confusing in the fact that she doesn't even know anyone up there. Well, she's known one guy up there for about a week. Maybe that's the reason? I don't know. I honestly don't know anymore. I'd love to say that I've figured it all out, but I can't, and I doubt I ever will.
-Patrick Fisher
To start of the glorious chain of bad, I'm on my third six-day week in a row. I've been called in two weeks in a row to pick up shifts, and I have just been swamped. I haven't had time to relax or see my girlfriend at all (More on her later). Yesterday, I had finally snapped and decided to request a week off near the end of October. I figured that if I gave myself a week to cool off, I'd be ready to face the Christmas rush and doing what I'm doing now for a good solid month in a row.
I had great fun with my car last week as well. Long story short, not only did my car refuse to start for me, but the tow truck driver who had to haul it to the garage managed to damage it on the way there. Luckily for me, my dad and I went up to the company's office and showed them, and they've agreed to fix it free of charge (It's going in tomorrow, so I'll have it back by the weekend). What annoys me about that whole situation is that even now, the tow truck driver is still claiming his innocence and believes that they shouldn't pay for it. Can you not admit that you screwed up and that you need to make things right? Goodness gracious...
The final bombshell was dropped today. I was talking to my girlfriend briefly, and I found out that she was offered a job.....in Prince Albert. Four hours away from me. If anything, I think that was possibly the worst news I've had all month. Just as I finally get her back, she's potentially going to leave.
It's been hitting me all week. I knew that she had potentially wanted to get a job in Regina, which is a much more reasonable hour away, but this? It's got me completely stumped. I'd love to just tell her I don't know if I could handle her moving that far away, but that isn't fair to her. She wants to get out of her house bad, and this is the perfect chance for her, and I would hate to make her stay and then have her regret it.
It's confusing in the fact that she doesn't even know anyone up there. Well, she's known one guy up there for about a week. Maybe that's the reason? I don't know. I honestly don't know anymore. I'd love to say that I've figured it all out, but I can't, and I doubt I ever will.
-Patrick Fisher
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