HOT HOT HOT!
OK, as I roast as I type... I am seriously going to clean up my bedroom and have Chris put the TV in there until the weather gets cooler. Man, fuck this shit! ... ... Sorry... I'm a little cranky when I'm hot and so is Chris and so is Simone. So, you can imagine the home environment.
Well, some shit went down on the ole school yard these past days. I have been plagued with the plights of my archnemisis ... we'll call her Lady Shurwhinesalot. Thursday, my new colleagues and I were chatting at the front of the classroom when L.S. starts throwing a HUGE DIVA fit. Unbeknownst to us all, she was receiving a full body massage from her sidekick. She was all like "Can we keep it down to a low freekin' roar? Let's show some respect." In which her sidekick replies, "It's not in their vocabulary." L.S. then concedes, "Oh just wait until they're practicing on someone. We'll just tear this bitch up!" I think that I and only one of the new girls heard her spout of drama. I was peeeeissssed! You know... I hate being a tattle tale. I wasn't trying to be a tattle tale. But her episode was just so wrong. The new girls should not have to go to school in that environment. She was a being a little fucker. So, I told the teacher. I know... I know... I'm a narc. But I had to handle it someway. It was either that or having to get my pregnant ass up and start yelling at her.
Oh... for those who didn't know... I'm pregnant.
Anyways.... Saturday comes around. I am sooooo totally booked! All of my appointments showed up. It was glorious. I was so happy. L.S. starts being nice and to me and the others again. It's constantly like this. She hates you one day and loves you the next. Then out of no one she says, "Katie, I want to compliment you. You've come a long way. You're getting lots of rebooks and everything." I was floored. It really means a lot to hear that from her. She being the best thing that's ever hit Mr. John's... ya know. I just don't understand why she can't be sweet and encouraging all the time. She has the capacity. Oh well.
I'm very excited to say that I've actually got some work coming to me. This girl at school is a licensed massage therapist. So, she needs me to do a little data entry for her. She's a got a new program and she wants me to enter all her clients into it. She's got like 300 clients. She's going to pay me and everything. Best yet, she's going to let me work at home! YAY! I'm excited.
At school, we're starting the "Real World" salon experience. They've split the school up into 4 different "salons" (teams) and it's going to be like a real salon. There's going to be managers and bookkeepers and marketing people just to name a few of the "jobs". Plus every week we get a "paycheck" we can use at auctions. We also get prizes for being the best "salon" at every Mr. John's location. I'm pretty psyched up about it. I actually get to see what kind of money I'll be making once I'm out of school. The paycheck they give us will be based on the prices of a real salon!! Plus, I'm the only esthetician in my salon. So, I could really do a lot. I'm excited!
Well, I'm going to eat and then I'm going to lie in my bedroom for the remainder of the day. It's hot in the rest of the house! BLEH!
Well, some shit went down on the ole school yard these past days. I have been plagued with the plights of my archnemisis ... we'll call her Lady Shurwhinesalot. Thursday, my new colleagues and I were chatting at the front of the classroom when L.S. starts throwing a HUGE DIVA fit. Unbeknownst to us all, she was receiving a full body massage from her sidekick. She was all like "Can we keep it down to a low freekin' roar? Let's show some respect." In which her sidekick replies, "It's not in their vocabulary." L.S. then concedes, "Oh just wait until they're practicing on someone. We'll just tear this bitch up!" I think that I and only one of the new girls heard her spout of drama. I was peeeeissssed! You know... I hate being a tattle tale. I wasn't trying to be a tattle tale. But her episode was just so wrong. The new girls should not have to go to school in that environment. She was a being a little fucker. So, I told the teacher. I know... I know... I'm a narc. But I had to handle it someway. It was either that or having to get my pregnant ass up and start yelling at her.
Oh... for those who didn't know... I'm pregnant.
Anyways.... Saturday comes around. I am sooooo totally booked! All of my appointments showed up. It was glorious. I was so happy. L.S. starts being nice and to me and the others again. It's constantly like this. She hates you one day and loves you the next. Then out of no one she says, "Katie, I want to compliment you. You've come a long way. You're getting lots of rebooks and everything." I was floored. It really means a lot to hear that from her. She being the best thing that's ever hit Mr. John's... ya know. I just don't understand why she can't be sweet and encouraging all the time. She has the capacity. Oh well.
I'm very excited to say that I've actually got some work coming to me. This girl at school is a licensed massage therapist. So, she needs me to do a little data entry for her. She's a got a new program and she wants me to enter all her clients into it. She's got like 300 clients. She's going to pay me and everything. Best yet, she's going to let me work at home! YAY! I'm excited.
At school, we're starting the "Real World" salon experience. They've split the school up into 4 different "salons" (teams) and it's going to be like a real salon. There's going to be managers and bookkeepers and marketing people just to name a few of the "jobs". Plus every week we get a "paycheck" we can use at auctions. We also get prizes for being the best "salon" at every Mr. John's location. I'm pretty psyched up about it. I actually get to see what kind of money I'll be making once I'm out of school. The paycheck they give us will be based on the prices of a real salon!! Plus, I'm the only esthetician in my salon. So, I could really do a lot. I'm excited!
Well, I'm going to eat and then I'm going to lie in my bedroom for the remainder of the day. It's hot in the rest of the house! BLEH!
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