Eh, I'll hit up a mall on Monday with some resumes. And yes, I keep pushing this date back, I know. Well, cuz I keep applying for other jobs that I'd rather have, and I'd hate to have a retail job for a week just to quit it cuz I got offered something better. Anyway. Yeah, and speaking of malls... I ended up walking to a mall that I considered to be quite far away and it actually took less than an hour. Goddamn, is this a walkable city or what?! So now I'm thinking "Hmmm..." about this mall. Cuz, like, when you think back to Cracktown... I spent a year working at a mall that was an hour's walk away, with a much shittier transit system than Capital City. So the fact that I managed that, I could manage this.
And, like, that mall actually has the store that I used to work at in Cracktown... and they appear to be desperate for people. It's the same scenario as when I got hired in Cracktown... huge signs saying they want YOU and a stack of applications on a table by the door. And it's tempting... I'm pretty much guaranteed a job. I'm pretty sure there's still one member of management still at my old store that was there when I worked there, and she'd sing my praises. And I liked the job... I just had issues with management. The schizophenic store manager (who has since quit since she went off her meds and went insane... actual true story), and the office manager who had that whole fiasco of being escorted out of the store in handcuffs after it being found out that she was stealing massive amounts of merchandise from the store. Yeah... that whole thing was an experience. But anyways, I've somewhat lost my train of thought here... oh yeah, so working there is a possibility now. Hopefully it's not as fucked as the Cracktown location.
Then I went into the store that I worked at in Nutty McShitville in this mall... and they were having a kick ass sale on bras and I really need some new bras, so I decided to splurge. So I went up to pay and, not surprisingly from my experience, nothing came up at the right price. So I said, as nicely as I could because I've had people FLIP OUT at me because of this, what price they were supposed to be, that there were signs and everything. And at least she took my word for it... better than some of the cashiers at the old store who would call me to confirm and I'd just be like "Yes! And for godsakes, just take the customers' word for it if it sounds reasonable!" But... yeah. Well, one bra she gave me at the right price... the other she only took 40% off but I wasn't going to make a big deal out of it... whatever. I figured she'd have plenty of other women spaz out at her later on.
Last night was Rock Band with Capital City Guy and his friends. Yawn. But tonight I think he wants to hang out with just me... and he said something about picking up a case of beer. This has become our thing... polishing off a case of beer together then having amazingly hot sex... if we don't just pass out first. Which we sometimes do. I also often end up crying all over him at some point in the evening, but damn I'd like to avoid that this time.