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Nina, if you were here right now, I'd be venting to you. But since you're not I will release my retail woes on the blog. I am still having issues toward this new assistant manager at Atlanta Bread. It's rare that I automatically dislike someone, but from day one, this new girl had been acting like a cocky know-it-all, and acts like she could do it better. But I then realized over this past week that she's all talk. She really doesn't know what she's doing. Because of this hint of resentment I had toward her I prayed that God would change my heart toward her and give me the ability to love her. I can totally see that He's working on me to change my attitude toward her. She has some deep-sated insecurities puts herself down alot. I fear that she's got depression or something like that. So I became more sensitive toward her. I know she's had a tough life. But sometimes I don't know whether to hug her or slap her upside her head. She still cuts me off and makes comments when I try to help her understand something, but then she asks me premission for things like I am her superior. She's not consistant at all. Plus I'm concerned about her ability to do the closing down proceedures. She is way too needy, and after over a week she should probably be at the point where she could at least refer to the sheet that walks her through the proceedures. I'm wanting to make this post to sound like I'm gossiping about her, so I'm going to stop here with the complaining and not go into the details. My thing is that I don't know if it is a pride issue (I'm sure it is) but...yeah...I feel just a wee tad insulted over the fact that Dom and Deb totally overlooked me as a possibility for the assistant manager position, because if they had I would have really considered it. I mean I know almost everything about the store so there wouldn't be half as much training for me. I am hoping the reason they dismissed me from a possibility was because they know that I'm looking for another job, plus I did mention to Dom back in September that I didn't plan on staying there past New Years Eve. I really hope that that is the reason and not because I couldn't handle it, because, I know I could just as well as anyone else! Plus, I feel that I should NOT have to hold her hand. I honestly get the impression that she looks to me as if I'm above her because of all my experience. I don't know. I'm just struggling with her a little bit. I know that if Deb and Dom knew about the "concern" I have about her, she will have to prove herself really quickly if she want's to keep this job. I am not saying I want her to get fired. She's had children to support and needs the money. But she's going to have to get some confidence in some areas and a little more humility in others if this is going to work out. See my struggle though? Is my complaint vailid or am I overreacting and impatient? I just don't know...

The crazies of valley forge

So I've been catsitting again all this past week. My home away from home. I've been doing a lot of reading when I'm not working at ABC. I've started the Redemption series by Karen Kingsbury, picked up from the chester county library. I think I saw the books when we went to lancaster and it sparked my interest.

Well, yesterday, being such a beautiful day, I decided to do some reading outdoors at Valley Forge that afternoon. I picked a spot I don't normally venture off to. I went to the statue of the soldier on a horse on the one way path on the outerline part. There is a semi circle for parking around it, but there were no cars and it seemed pretty quiet, plus there was a gorgeous view of a rusty autumn senic view, a breathtaking sight in the midafternoon. I figured I had a couple of hours to kill before the sun would retire for the day, so I threw down a blanket and ploped my self down to lesiurally read a good book in a pretty peaceful environment.
I was able to tune out the cars as they drove past, as well as the ones that drove into the cirle for people to get out and admire the statue or look at the map of valley forge. I even was able to actually tune out the people who felt it necessary to walk up to the statue and take pictures. One older man with a camera decided to say hello and made a little bit of small talk. He took his pictures and left as I paid no mind to him. That didn't bother me so much.

What bothered me a little bit was about 20 minutes later when some 40 something skeezy Indian man pretty much tried to hit on me. He walked right up to me and asked "are you here waiting for your boyfriend?"
No. I replied. Just enjoying the nice weather." I said trying to be polite. Next question he asked, "Are you at least 18?", what?? pause... "uh....yes." I then put my nose back in my book. "I just want to make sure you are old enough for me to talk to." I ignored the comment. He walked past me, I can't remember if it was over to the statue or back to his car. Then he came back over to me and said, "Gee, I'm really hungry. Do you have anything to eat?" "No." I replied with a flat tone without even picking my head up from my book, hoping this wierdo would take a hint. I guess he did evenutally. I can't remember what else he said because I was trying to tune him out as much as I could. He went back to his car and just sat there for probably at least 5 minutes. I think he was watching me the entire time. I started to get a little nervous, and the though crossed my mind, what if he was a crazy person and would try to stalk me or come after me. Then I got stubborn and realized that there were still a lot of people driving by or jogging on the nearby path, so for the most part I was pretty safe. After a while he pulled his car a few spaces in front of mine and I guess got back out again. I finished my chapter and at this point it was a few minutes after 4 so I decided to leave before it started getting too dark and he didn't seem to be anywhere around so I left.
I had to chuckle at myself though...too bad it wasn't a cute and decent guy my own age, my day could have been a little bit more interesting. I may not get any boys who my own age to express any interest in me....but skeezy people over 40 have no problem. But that isn't saying much. And myspace is another one. I don't know why people even bother. Why on earth would someone think that I, with my Christian profile, would want to reply to you when you decribe yourself as someone who loves to flirt with sexy chicks and have half naked women all over your page. Come on people, get a clue!!
Sweet-talk from scary, promicuous, males means nothing to me.