I am all in. I know you are too. We will make this happen together.
Hope to sneak in a smooch or two tomorrow morning. ;)
a million beautiful moments

so i guess i thought things never got interesting at work,
that everything was just so boring, a mean call here and there but nothing ever really that dramatic.
that all changed today, i know most know i work at a car dealership as a receptionist, but just in case you didnt i wanted to refresh your memory bc even some of my good friends forget where i work, and these are people i talk to regularly..lol.
so anywho today seemed to have more retarded callers than ever.
i had a guy not knowing where he wanted to be directed to on the phone, but yet i was somehow suppose to have a preminition and fucking know. people like that i just transfer to the manager bc i get really irritated and who knows what my big mouth will say..
then there was the guy who called saying " parts..sales"
im like ok parts and sales are two TOTALLY DIFFFFFERENT things...different departments.
so i asked him again " sir, do you want parts or sales"?
" parts..sales"
" sir which one can i direct you to"?
" PAAAAAAARRRTSSSSS"!
" oh no excuse me sir, you dont have to yell at me, let me transfrer you"
clock reads 3:58
" im sorry sir parts is closed"
" ohh ok, thank you"
" mmhmm"
hung up*
this guy seriously fucking screamed at me when yet he didnt know what fucking department he wanted. and then its like im trying to help you make up your damn mind and you yell at me? wtf..i kinda felt ghettofied bc i was like ohhh nooo hold up excuse me..haha, but i wasnt gonna let someone talk to me like that. its funny bc ive been a receptionist for a year and in the beginning i would go home in tears, worried about people who were mean to me, stressed out. now..a year later , im like IDGAF! yell at me all you want, youre not gonna talk to me like that..lol. i seriously dont care at all, i dont have to please everyone and get all bent outta shape over bitches. i could care less, im just like uhh huhh yea, whatever..bwahaha. this job has really toughened me up in some aspect.
so then its a little before 5 and i get this real airhead girl who is just annoying the hell outta me. first off she doesnt even know who her service advisor is, secondly she said
" oh yea he told me to pick it up at 8, 9, or like 10"
its like " m'am we dont even close our store that late on saturdays we close at 7"..
" ohh yea thats right, he said 7"
"do you know who this he was"?
" ohh umm i think it was ruben, im not sure"
" you dont know who your service advisor is"?
" i think its ruben"
by this time im yawning, yet wanting to pull my fuckin hair out bc shes such a fucking idiot.
usually when you have late nights here the cashier and service advisors leave the paperwork along with the keys and all they have to do is pay and sign or just sign if theyve already paid and theyre good to go. service closes at 4 on saturdays and the dealership is open until 7, so unless you specifically say i cant be there before 4 can i pick it up later, its never a problem bc im here and they just give me the info. well, my best guess is she must have got her days mixed up or maybe its just her brain, bc there was no paperwork for her. so im trying to explain to her that there is nothing i can do and if there was i would do it to try and help her, but she didnt unserstand that sales and service are different departments and service gets gated up and locked after 4 and we dont have access to anything like that. her response.
" is it just like IIIMMMPOSSSIBLE to get my car bc if so im going to need like a major discount"
who the fuck says omg like major discount, this bitch.
i try and explain to this bitch again but im like fuck her im transfering her to the manager.
and thats not all.
tell me fucking why her husband who is sooo flamboyant as hell comes in to the dealership demanding his car.
listen you american eagle boy, get it through your head there is NOTHING we can do, service is closed, and we have no control over that department. people dont understand words sometimes, like do you understand, can you comprehend these words??
it was soooo funny bc he says,
" so youre basically telling me that your holding my car hostage"? throws his hands in the air*
" yes sir, you owe money and we are a different department, we have no control over that"
"so like i could call the cops if i wanted to"?
" go ahead, they wont do anything bc you owe money, and if you try and take your car we can call the cops on you for taking it bc actually sir, you OWE MONEY"
lol...i fucking swear. just another day at the office..ohh wait, this was not like the others.
i love my job.
lonely







I am beyond exhausted but I am trying to stay awake so that I can sleep tonight and wake up earlier. Rob and I are both trying to regulate our sleeping schedules so that we can ready ourselves for the week at the cabin. I couldn’t be more excited about the trip but I’m already worried about having withdraws from technology. Our phones will not work out there because we will be so far from a service area and although or friend Steve is giving us his laptop I don’t think he will be able to bring it over before Sunday. I am packing tons of books though. I am almost done with Christopher Moore’s a dirty job. It has taken me forever to read because I have been so busy but it is enjoyable nonetheless. I plan to finish the last 50 pages tonight or tomorrow so I can read John Water’s crackpot or one of the vampire novels I picked up.
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