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Just when you thought it was safe...
Jan. 23rd, 2004 09:44 pmIt really has been a day...
Phone bill came in, not as bad as I was expecting...IRD form arrived for me to fill in and say how completely lacking in cash I am...no problems, my outgoings are about $100 more than my incomings...not good :-(
Got to work, thinking how the new roster was going to be giving just enough work to cover the bills and about $20 to entertain me with (or pay things faster). Registered my bike on the way in, topped up cellphone too. June's redone the rosters I discover, and I won't have the 23 hours I was counting on, instead I'll get only 16.5. I can't live on that. So I ranted (and cried) and bitched and made plans to leave, then I called June and told her I need more, and we compromised on 20 hours. This is the minimum I need to survive on and about the maximum she's willing to give me for the days I'm able to work (Serena would have me open in the weekends, but June's not into that idea).
OK, so the rosters sorted enough for now.
Got home, thinking on the way about how I still owe so much money to people, including work, and how I'll need to get the locks changed and that might cost me, coz who's responsibility is it, mine or landlords'...I openned the door and there is an envelope on the landing...containing Malcolms keys and $220, that's his 2 weeks rent that I didn't get coz he didn't give notice. yay.
So, I've sat down and decided who gets what from that $220, and I'll even be able to get a haircut, coz god knows how long it'll be before I get another chance.
Now I'm bracing myself for the next big down...it's gotta be coming soon.
But, what have I learned from this? Bitch lots and you get what you want.
I was gonna 'rescue' Nemo, the fin-less black-moore, from the South City store, but June's already taken him to the Palms...so I gave Mary-Anne instructions to talk to him and be friendly, coz he likes that...she seems to like him already. So that's good.
Phone bill came in, not as bad as I was expecting...IRD form arrived for me to fill in and say how completely lacking in cash I am...no problems, my outgoings are about $100 more than my incomings...not good :-(
Got to work, thinking how the new roster was going to be giving just enough work to cover the bills and about $20 to entertain me with (or pay things faster). Registered my bike on the way in, topped up cellphone too. June's redone the rosters I discover, and I won't have the 23 hours I was counting on, instead I'll get only 16.5. I can't live on that. So I ranted (and cried) and bitched and made plans to leave, then I called June and told her I need more, and we compromised on 20 hours. This is the minimum I need to survive on and about the maximum she's willing to give me for the days I'm able to work (Serena would have me open in the weekends, but June's not into that idea).
OK, so the rosters sorted enough for now.
Got home, thinking on the way about how I still owe so much money to people, including work, and how I'll need to get the locks changed and that might cost me, coz who's responsibility is it, mine or landlords'...I openned the door and there is an envelope on the landing...containing Malcolms keys and $220, that's his 2 weeks rent that I didn't get coz he didn't give notice. yay.
So, I've sat down and decided who gets what from that $220, and I'll even be able to get a haircut, coz god knows how long it'll be before I get another chance.
Now I'm bracing myself for the next big down...it's gotta be coming soon.
But, what have I learned from this? Bitch lots and you get what you want.
I was gonna 'rescue' Nemo, the fin-less black-moore, from the South City store, but June's already taken him to the Palms...so I gave Mary-Anne instructions to talk to him and be friendly, coz he likes that...she seems to like him already. So that's good.
