Wow, people are crazy. This is the conclusion that I've come to know as my reality. Yesterday I was called into work because a couple of girls had called in sick. Hmmm...Saturday morning and suddenly feelin' under the weather...this usually only means one thing..but who am I to judge. haha. Anyways, I answered the phone and said I would go in...well....my actual words were "Fo shizzle ma nizzle". The manager didn't quite know how to take that...and then I quickly backtracked and said, I mean, for sure.
I learned soon after that I may have been wise to not go in. The people I served were miserable and grumpy and super hungry. I've never encountered such misery in a long time. And misery seems to really enjoy company but I wouldn't let them get me down. Plus it wasn't my fault for their mood swings so I didn't take it personally. Anyways, once that shift was over I was happy I survived with all my limbs:)
Then this morning I woke up and looked outside to be greeted by a budget moving truck. My dad had gone down to Abbotsford to help get the furniture and such out of my grandma's condo. I called my brother to get his team together to come help unload. Once he arrived we started taking things off the truck. It didn't take very long..it took us longer to figure out where to put the stuff than anything. Right now it is just a bunch of furniture in the middle of the living room. It reminds me of an antique store...or a furniture shop...you know how everything is kind of piled in the middle of the room?!
This is pretty much all that's been going on as of late. Kind of a lame update...but an update nonetheless. Keep it real homes.
Michelle.
