Eleven Days

Well, this has turned out to be a summer I cannot easily say is a poor one, or one to enjoy. I know I've already mentioned it, but I'll do it again, as long as I'm caught off guard by it. Seeing as how that keeps happening, I wonder if I should just stop assuming that everything will go the way I want it to. When did I start expecting everything to go right? Especially after this past year going so... not well.

... haha...

I guess I haven't grown up enough to realize that things will always come as a surprise when you expect them not to. But, speaking of growing older, I turn 21 [see title] soon. Hooray. I'm not as worried about it this time, as I was last year when I seemed to undergo a pre-mid-life-crisis.

That's not to say I don't have my own book of problems this year around. For instance, I'm looking for another job. Well, actually, by the end of tonight, I am left wondering whether or not I should actually do that. The thing is, too much happened on Thursday that, while I had the capability to control and prevent, I wasn't paying enough attention. So, under the premise of "I don't care enough about my job," I lost my rights to the bar, and my title as a trainer. I do find it interesting that it comes as an I-have-the-last-word sort of blow from my GM. Notibly, I feel that if he (the others as well) feels that the best thing for me is to take away something I presumably have no care for rather than to encourage me and explain the need for a care (without stating that I don't care about it), then there is no need for me to continue in my service to that company.

A long wait and list of flowery words later, I decided I was going to quit, but I informed the manager who the GM had left with the task of informing me of my demotion that I would be attempting to secure another job before I put my official 2-week notice in. Tomorrow I will have another talk with them, I suppose, in an attempt to discover exactly how much of my duties have been revoked, and about what I have thought about. While I bear a strong distaste for working with the GM as of current, I don't have the time to find another job -- most would refuse to hire someone who was leaving in the winter -- and I've worked with him before while we were not talking. There are things about him that I like, and things that I am not very impressed by, not that it is mine to say whether something is wrong or right. However, I do feel that a manager should be more of an adult when compared to his sub-staff.

*sigh* With that I'll retire. But I'll interject my apology for only updating drastic information. I'm sure you all think my life is either rather boring, or too hectic. *shrug* Still, I trudge on, whether it is either, and I hope that in the near future I'll be able to maintain decent intercourse on my thoughts and my life, and in turn finish that story about Ruidoso.

Goodnight.