Inadequate

I am super sad. I had to call out sick a day last week so on my check I didn't make very much money. I was hoping to have enough so I could buy some books this week but I didn't. Sad. I barely have enough for all my bills. I really wanted to read the new Kushiel's Legacy book that came out, the last one in the series. I guess it can wait a little bit though since I wouldn't be able to read it right off even if I did buy it, because I have a bunch of library books right now too. So I'll be patient for a little bit more.

I hope I can get more money sometime soon, because my glasses keep breaking. I took them in to be fixed last time and the optometrist said that I should just get new ones, these aren't going to last much longer. I want to get contacts but they are expensive, too, either way I have to get an eye exam again and the exam itself costs money too.

I like being independent, but at the same time I hate not having anything to fall back on. I don't have savings or insurance or anything. It's pretty depressing.

It's my fault though.

I hate complaining all the time when I write so I haven't written any posts in a while. I might not for a while again until good things happen again!

Frustration

I hate Macy's. I bought some jeans about a month ago, if not more, and left them there to be altered using my free service from having a platinum card, and then since no one ever called me to tell them they were ready, I called this week to see if they were ready. They were. Becky said no one had called me because they were training new people and the new people didn't really know everything yet. So when Ross went down there to spend his graduation gift card today, he went to pick them up, and they weren't there.

How do you lose a pair of jeans? I called, to find out, and Cheryl, this time, said that they must have gone back out because there's only one shelf for alterations, both incoming and outgoing.

How much more stupid can you get? First of all, if you're going to be dumb enough to put incoming and outgoing things on the same damn shelf, at least put a label or a bag or something to differentiate them! Second, wouldn't the seamstress know that they have already been altered because she just brought them back?

I'm incredibly angry.