Hellooooo My lovelies! It's been.. wow.. a while I last had time to post to this thing.. I know you've probably missed me. I missed you too. But I'm back with more updates, rants, and randomness from the depths of my mind. Let's see... where to start...

I have a NEW job now, and this one's definitely a keeper. I currently work at Cold Blooded Encounters. We're an educational outreach company, teaching kids about cold blooded animals. We do birthday parties, libraries, schools, scouting groups, home-schooled kids, and seminars.... ages 2-highschool. Pretty neat, considering my day involves being around snakes and lizards all day ^_^

But before we go into that.. let me regale you with the fun I've had in the 2 years you haven't seen me ranting on here. Let's see.. for a while, I worked at Home Depot. That was actually fun and I enjoyed it.. I mean it; I really did. The only problem was the retardation of some of the people there. The customers, that's a given. They can't help being idiotic. I had a Supervisor who would actually try to get on my case for standing behind the register, instead of in front of it. I mean seriously.. I was in the BACK of the store.. at the register that saw sooo few people, I could expect a tumbleweed to roll by before I saw a human face. Did I seriously heed her and stand expectantly like some dog waiting for an owner who's never actually coming back for long? HELL NO. I sat my happy ass behind the register until someone finally came up.. and yes, I SAT. Granted, it looked like I was standing, but that's because I ganked some buckets and put them behind the register..and sat my happy ass down. I don't have much to tell about this place, aside from ONE incident that stands out in my mind.. and Holy Shit, is it a doozy. I was at the registers in the Garden section.. close to going home.. when this guy walks in. Normal enough: white guy.. southern accent; normal for North Carolina. He comes in and asks me where the mulch is.. and asks what kinds of mulch we have. I tell him we have all the brands of Scott's mulch. He then asks.. and I quote: "Do you have that negro mulch?" ...I can't make this shit up. I blink.. and point to the back of the garden section and manage to get out "All of the mulch is back there.. all the way back". The minute he leaves, I fall to the floor dying.. I mean seriously, where do you go with your day after hearing some shit like that? I was like "should I be offended?" But it was seriously so left field it was hilarious. He bought 3 bags, thanked me and left.. and I died laughing again to the point I couldn't breathe.

So after that bit of fun, I was let go because they claimed they didn't need me anymore and I was seasonal.. (Bullshit; that one cow.. I mean Supervisor.. who kept jumping my shit probably didn't like me.. like I give a damn honestly). I worked at Banfield Animal Hospital as a Vet Tech. I loved it there, but they let me go because they claimed a whole mess of bullshit that wasn't true. (I found out that they wanted to hire the friend of one of the front desk girls.. and she replaced me.. and BOY is she animal-knowledge deficient). They told me I was on my cellphone all the time: Um.. this is an IPOD. It tells TIME. I looked at it to see what TIME it was, dipshits. Let's not even mention everyone else who was texting while in the back. They also said I had piercings. Ok. I'll claim my tonguering.. which I TOOK OUT before work every day. They faulted me for my tattoo.. which I COVERED every day. So why fire someone who is competent and knowledgeable? All because some bitch wants to chat it up with her bestie while on the clock? Seriously... That's ok. I have a much better job now. And I shall tell you more about this amazing place--and some of the INSANE shit I've encountered--next time.. Until then!