Well, had my first full evening at Wal-Mart. And let me tell you - I fucking hate that place.

1.) Anyone working after 5pm has the task of “Zoning.” That’s basically cleaning your department. From 5pm to 11pm I was doing nothing but cleaning. In a couple spots, I cleaned the same aisle three times!

2.) My store in Grand Rapids seems to be Shoplifter’s Row. Everthing from a one of those fancy, expensive razors to a .94¢ broom. HELLLO, Loosers.

3.) Wal-Mart Entertainment Network - oh, how I loathe thy constant loop! It was such a relief when the store closed and the night crew turned on their music!

4.) The hours. I’ve worked from 2pm until 11 or 11:30pm before. Not here. I was scheduled until Midnight and I only worked until 11pm. Seems that I work from 5pm until whenever the CSM is happy with the way the departments look. If that’s 10:30pm, that’s all I work. Good thing we’re not living solely on my paycheck!

So, on my next day off the job hunt continues. They have me until I find something new / better, but that’s it. I’ve discovered that working with the public (and some of my coworkers) exhausts me. Plus, this schedule is completely messing up my control of my diabetes.

*sigh* I really need an office job - doing something I like. I need to finish college.

Thanks France, Theresa, and Torrent *hugs*

Well, the rabid job hunt is underway, so far I’ve placed applications at: Pier 1, Home Depot, Menards, and Hobby Lobby. I’m putting in more aps today, planning on Bed Bath & Beyond, Office Depot, Office Max, and any others I can think of while I’m out.

Though I doubt that I’ll get the Pier 1 job, I royally messed up on my application.

I tried Monster.com like Crim and Torrent suggested, but all they really have for my area is managerial positions requiring experience, so no dice there.

As of this moment, the phone and cable bills are paid… but we have under $350 to our name. So… 2 out of 3 things paid for… dunno how we’re going to pay rent this month and it’s due by Feb. 10th. She insisted on buying a $15 filter for our humidifier and then some chicken wire from the home improvement center. Total of $30 of crap we can survive without. *sigh* We might not HAVE a roof over our heads and SHE’S fucking worried about what the neighbors cats are doing under the house and running a humidfier she hates anyway.

Took me three hours last night to calm down enough to sleep. Each and every night for the past several weeks I’ve become a basketcase. I’m barely sleeping, I’m just that anxious. I swear, if I don’t come away from these past few years with a stomach full of ulcers and totally messed up mentally - I’ll be surprised.

Mentally, I think I’m beginning to prepare to leave. I can’t live with this stress; I can’t live feeling like this all the time. It isn’t healthy period, and I have the added effects of diabetes to worry about. It doesn’t seem to bother her… in fact, she hits her bed and BOOM, right out. *sigh* I need a vacation. A long one.