I don’t understand why people call me and ask my opinion about things. I am so going to tell the truth and hold back nothing if you ask me. I just can’t grasp the concept of not telling the truth. I don’t believe in sugar coating things so I don’t hurt some one’s feelings. That’s like asking the classic question, “Does my butt look big in this?” If your ass looks huge, I am going to tell you! Ugh! I am frustrated with people.
On a lighter note I had to take a drug test for the job I got. This was a very interesting experience. I had to go to a local clinic and everyone in there stares at you like you are crazy when you tell them you are there for a drug test. I had to explain to lady that I was not there because of my probation officer but to pee in a cup to get a job. They suddenly became a lot nicer after I gave them the sheet from the employer. I had to wait about ten minutes to get called to the room to take the test. Now mind you I have had four cups of coffee and have not peed in six hours. The nurse takes me to a room and tells me to take off my coat and pads me down like I am going to jail or something. Then she points to a room and hands me a cup. I have had to do tests before for other jobs so I knew the drill. Little did I know, she would be hot on my trail to come into the bathroom with me. Talk about preformance anxiety! She was staring at me like she expected me to do a trick. I asked her to please not stare at me and she turned sideways a bit. So it only took me ten minutes to register and wait to be called but it took me a good twenty minutes to be able to pee in that damn cup! I think I have a phobia of peeing in a cup now.
I have decided that deep down inside I am not ready to go back to work yet. Just when I was starting to enjoy my days filled with nothing, I get a damn job offer. Now I am going to have to be one of those working girls. I just hate the thought of getting up at 6am everyday and not getting home until 6pm. Everyone at my new job seems really nice and they actually seem to care about their employees. At first I thought this was a trap since the last two jobs I have worked have felt like spending my days in hell. I really didn’t know that their are genuinely nice employers left in this world. Yea for me!
Lets sum it up. Don’t call me unless you want to hear the truth no matter how bad it might hurt, I have a new phobia about peeing, and I think I am really going to enjoy the new job. All is great in the life of CoCo!
