A preface....

So yeah, you read the title, and think... damn thats depressing... well... generally I will be posting when things are either really bad, or really good, much like a lot of my friends.

As a preface, I am bi-polar, which will explain how things are with me :-) up and down like a damn rollercoaster. I personally hate myspace... and yet here I am posting. I guess its more of a drama thing... I know of WAY too much stuff going down on myspace constantly, and frankly, I don't like the format. I also like random people commenting, and you can't (as far as I know) do that on myspace.

Just for reference, I work @ radioshack, I live in NH, and came from NY... there will be more explanation as needed.

Thats pretty much about it for a preface... I guess.

Onward to my day-
So during this past week, my emotions have been pretty up and down, I am running my store for about 3 days (nothing major), and of course by doing so, EVERY complicated customer transaction/problem must arise.... its a given. But the thing that I feel the worst about, one of the guys I have worked with in my store
since I have been there, whom I lived with for about 6 months, and has been present for some of the harder times in my life (at least as of late), lost his grandmother tuesday, he was close to her, which really sucks, he having a bunch of problems at home, most of which he won't talk about... but thats okay. But the really painful part, is that he announced his 2 week notice about 3-4 days ago, I'm going to loose a SOLID co-worker (ie. he's trained, and damn good at his job when he really tries), a good friend, and well... all I can do is hope for the best for him.

So aside from worrying about him, I have to worry about a store to run... I luckily am good a messing with a schedule, so I managed to give him 3 days off in a row, and not hurt anyone else... damn i'm good (flash of sarcasm there).

thats it for the day.... there is too much to post in one entry, and it would probably confuse a lot of people if I did. So.... I shall post tomarrow, with a bit of history of what has gone on with me for the past few months.