the Trip

Here are some pics of my trip to TX! i pretty much cried the whole 2 days there.

A really nice Mustang!!! Called the Shelby.

Big Sky Country!

We ate her a few days later. They cook it in their pits!

At 'On the Border'. Trevor happily torturing Jason.

Jason not loving it!

Copperas Cove

So i went to Copperas Cove to visit my Ray Ray Lish (Reina) and had an awesome time. I needed to get away from being lonely and feeling very detached from everything. Reina is always good for bringing up my spirits. Here is what i did: I got lost (due to someones poor directions), learned to play poker. Had amazing beginners luck, and then promptly lost all my chips from over eagerness. We made cookies and decorated them. Go Colts! We made a ton of food for Aaron's birfday party (her husband). I almost hit a car when i didn't listen to Reina and tried to go around her when the coast was not so clear. I then almost bashed in her back end when i tried to get out of the way of the bright yellow oncoming car. lol. I saw a 2008 Pontiac Solstice in someones yard for sale, in black. i wanted to steal it/buy it! we did each others makeup and took pictures. We also discovered that Reina and i carry all of our body weight in our hair just like Britney Spears...(you had to be there). i almost shaved my head!! It was just what i needed. Jason said was i was noticeably happier when i got back.

Sorry for the sideways pic...

manager

so i really like my manager. he is a really nice guy, and he brags about me a lot. what is not to like? he pretty much tells me everyday that i am really smart, or a fast learner, or that he is really impressed with how i handle a customer...it is nice. the first day i met him, i asked him if he remembered phone interviewing me.

i was pretty sure i bombed that interview 6 weeks previous. i almost cried at the end because i was pretty sure i blew it. i thought i would never get a call back and i would never get out of Indiana.

So i mentioned the phone interview to my manger and he did remember. He basically told me i was one of the best interviews he had ever done, and that i was super professional. he later told me that if he didn't know better he would have thought i worked for a bank with 45,000 branches and i was manager over 65 people. I laughed at him. i told him i thought i bombed it. he laughed at me.

it def makes work better when i feel like someone has confidence in me. even when i am messing everything up. work is good. long and repetitive, but good.

Work, Sleep, Eat, Repeat

I feel like my life is on a broken record. Honestly all i do is work, sleep, eat and then repeat...oh and drive. Drive, drive, drive. It never ends. I really need to put more posts up here. i dont have a life so i have no excuse, but somehow i manage to not have time anyways. like right now, for instance. I am not doing anything, except thinking about how i should be going to bed. i have to get up so early tomorrow. 4:45am. not even right. but i am committed to blogging more often. yes. yes i will. starting tomorrow! :) tonight i really do have to go to bed. 5 hours and 20 mins til i have to wake up again! it is sick how little sleep i get. oh well, i shouldnt complain.
oh, and pics to come....lots o' pics.

training

My first two weeks of work i will be in training. they are packing a lot of information into us and it is a little overwhelming. i have to take all these tests to become certified under all these different laws to be a collector. it is basically a protection to the customers so i can't be a jerk on the phone to them or harrass them, and it protects the company from being sued for me saying or doing the wrong thing. we are taking one test per day this week and i have passed the 2 i have taken so far. i am excited about that.

my commute is getting better and easier. i am finding my way around. i was pretty proud of myself yesterday. i got off work and was talking to Trevor on the phone trying to meet up with him before Jason got off work. i only roughly knew where Jason's building was (which Trevor was near) and Trevor had no idea how to get me anywhere. i winged it and found him without making any wrong turns. i felt pretty good about that.

Moving

So i moved to Texas today. We started out on our adventure yesterday. We arrived and moved all of my stuff into my new bedroom. We passed a CVS sign right before we got to my new place and it told us the temp was 104. That is not even right! but we survived.
Jason, his friend Collin, Trevor, and i all embarked on this journey together. We were drove for about 15 hours. we slept in a Super 8 Hotel. We ate a lot of bad food, and talked a lot. Saturday was just about the most emotional day i have ever had. I went through them all. I cried...i don't know how many times. It was really hard to say goodbye to everyone. today was emotional too. i start work tomorrow and i am exhausted! i have to get up super early tomorrow. no good. no good at all.

Hatin'

Why does everybody gotta be hatin' on my new job. i will be working in collections. yes. i will be that person that calls and tries to get you to make your house payment. i know that i am going to have bad days where i get called all sorts of terrible things. i know. i get it. i realize that most people wouldn't want that kind of job. i am not sure i want this kind of job. but...it is my life. it is my job and my decision. i am tired of people asking me what i will be doing and then following up by saying..."oh i would never do that job!" or "oh are you really going to like that job?" oh yeah. you are going to hate on my new job? i have worked in customer service for a long time and i have dealt with angry customers before. i can handle it. i job shadowed someone while i was there a few weeks ago and it wasn't bad at all. and i am sure it wont be my job forever. but i am getting to move where i want to, and getting paid a lot more. i will be able to pay off my debts in a relatively short amount of time. that is what i care the most about right now. if i hate it, i will look for a new job. life will go on. i guess i am not sure why everyone has got to suck all the fun out of my new life/move/job? dumb.
*when i say "everyone" i don't really mean everyone. just a lot of people.