Orientation

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At some point in the evening my little Dweedle Bug started crying and wouldn’t stop, not taking any chances his parents took him back to the ER. They checked him out and sent him home with some gas drops and Ibuprofen. Today I received a photo of him with a big smile on his face, so he must be feeling much better.

Here's the weird part, which I remembered last night as I was clipping my nails... RIGHT before this whole thing with Dweedle happened, maybe as it was developing? I spent three days with an odd feeling in my body. I can't explain this feeling, but basically I felt like something was terribly wrong with my brother, his girlfriend or one of the babies. I hate to say it, but it felt like tragedy had or could occur. When I finally got a hold of my brother and his girlfriend they said everything was fine, but the next thing you know, Dweedle Bug got sick... Very, very, sick. He could have died! Actually, he would have died had my brother and his girlfriend not been persistent. It all makes sense now. Freaky. Cue the spooky music!

In other news… Today was my orientation at the fabric store. Dressed like a toasted marshmallow (I wore khaki pants and a giant, white polo shirt… My mom picked it out) I arrived at the fabric store, walked in, making my way to the back to meet up with a few other ladies dressed as stupid as me. I think there were about seven of us in my group? I made friends with the older lady, the tiny, Filipino girl fresh from the Republic who can’t drive and the special needs girl. Does it really surprise anyone that of all the girls in my group these are the ones I was instantly connected to? Probably not.

At orientation I discovered that I’ll earn a hefty $7.25 an hour and that I get a 15 percent discount on merchandise, oh joy! Also, the assistant manager really likes me… Actually, she likes the fake me. At first she thought I didn’t show up for orientation because my application was lying out on the table in the office, but she soon discovered I was right under her nose. This excited her because “she loved our interview.” Once she discovered I was there she informed me that of the 30 people they hired, they selected a lucky six to help set up the new store and I my friends, am one of the chosen few. Again, oh joy!

After orientation I rushed to the grocery store to buy some lunchmeat and cottage cheese for my dog. After I gave him his medication and disguised his food well enough that he would eat it, I rushed back to my grandparent’s house and ripped off my “work” clothes. I am not posting in my bra and choonies. Sigh.

That is all.

Sauerkraut

P.S. The girl leading the orientation (I shall call her Spears) was photocopying our identification and the UPS Guy was teasing her. Sam I Am (the special needs girl) said, “Are you picking on her?” I don’t remember his response, but basically he admitted he was indeed picking on Spears. At this point someone in our group told him he’d better “watch out because Spears had a new bodyguard” and that’s when Sam I Am said, “I’ll have you know both my parents are bikers!”

Dying, dying.