Well, well, what fun. Today I get to work at 6am to find all the lights off and the doors locked, no one there. Darin, who was supposed to open was nowhere in sight, and I had no number to contact him so I was forced to call my dear, poor sister and awaken her from her slumber. I got her key and her manager card from her and I called Darin on his cellphone, the only number she has for him that's current since he just moved (last week) out the country. Well, since he LIVES out in the country the cellphone doesn't work (how well I know his plight, from the short time spent at my parents' house, and some of the time on William Carey's campus!!)...

So I get in and start the opening, almost an hour later than it should have been started, at 6:30. Gotta get my drawer counted in, gotta get coffee going, gotta get pasteries out, gotta get the place unlocked and turned on... All of these things usualy begin before we open, however today I had to deal with it WHILE helping customers. Fun stuff.

About 7 I get a call from Carla (owner) and she says she'll come in. About 7:30 I get a call from Darin informing me that he just woke up and is on his way in (like 45 minutes for him to drive now, instead of the 15 it was when he lived in the northern augusta (which, is really more like north east from augusta and not in the same state).

Ah well, survived the morning, it didn't get CRAZY until Darin got in and then we had myself, darin, AND carla working.

So I survived.

Then I went to the body shop. Why did I go to the body shop? Because of yesterday, that is why. I was leaving work, sitting half in the road, waiting for the car at the stop sign behind the shop to pull into the main road when a truck backed out of Cal... Caldwalader's? I think that's the spelleing, 'tis a resteraunt across the road from us. He was parked partly behind a curb and when he gunned it to get over the curb he went too far, too fast, and smack right into the front of my poor little Honda Accord with his big manly Dodge Durango (or however it's spelled, I'm horrible with the spelling of these proper nouns, aren't I? Anyway, it was clearly his fault and so his insurance will pay for the damage.

Damage tally: Cracked bumper, bent hood, shattered headlight lense, all on the driver side.

Preliminary appraisal: $1400.

I can take it in monday and have it all fixed, which would probably make my car all one colour (at the moment it's mostly the standard honda blue, with teal fenders and hood and a purple front bumper). Or I could get the check, replace the headlight myself, and have money. Money to put away for when I need a new car, or money to help with graduate school. Mom and dad told me to wait to decide, and they'll offer their opinion as well (and really, it's their car, my car is becoming a garden in my parents' back yard as time marches on).

My only concern is will the hood close after I open it? If it will, then I could care less of the appearance of my car. I drove that '86 Honda around with a big dent in the door for a couple of years and didn't care. I just always make sure to let people know that the damage is not my fault. (That was done before I bought it, as was the damage that has caused the current Honda to be tri-coloured.)

So, anyway, thats how things stand.

I need to do laundry. I want to mess in my garden some more, and I need to pot a plant. Getting off work at 11 is nice.

Oh, speaking of hours worked and money. Yeah, the short shift sucks for my income, but I worked two long ones this week putting me at 19 hours or so this week. But that wasn't what I was going to say. Got my paycheck yesterday (which I used to open a local bank account) and noticed it was still being figured at $5.25/hr, and since Carla was around I mentioned it to her and she said that she had overlooked the fact that I was supposed to have gotten a raise and that she would remedy that and check the files, which I interpret to mean that I will get back pay for the whole time I was supposed to have had a raise. Yay! Money!

In opening said bank account I got to see my credit report, which while I have had no credit cards before and having been late quite a few times on some bills I have a really good one she said. Almost one of the highest she's seen, she said. I was well pleased.

But to see all those student loans on there is slightly depressing. One day I will have no debt and I'll have money to live on. :)

Bye for now!
- posted by Nick @ 4/23/2004 12:12:00 PM | 0 comments