So this week has been relatively interesting. I went to school, but that wasn't the interesting part, that part actually sucked. I'm already tired of school and I have only been going a week. I am outrageously ready to graduate. Not be a grown up, just be done with school.
I'm going on all of the youth trips with Nic's youth group this summer. I told the director of the daycare about this when I first got my job, and she said it would be fine, but this week she let me know that she would have to find someone to take my spot and that I would have to become the sub, because our current subs are "unreliable" according to her.
Today my replacement showed up for training without any warning from my boss. Not only that, but my boss yelled at me in front of all the other employees for nap time being crazy and unorganized. She later apologized and explained that she was stressed. Additionally, I was supposed to get off at 11:45 but stayed until 1:50, not because my boss asked me too, but because I am nice and I knew things were crazy. If I didn't love the kids at my work so much, I would so quit.
After work I headed out to Lockhart to spend the weekend with Nic and Jo and Jaron before we leave for Beach Break. While we were spending time with Mrs. Pittman, I was talking to them about this razor burn that I have had in my armpit for a month or so that had really started to hurt and burn, among other things. I'll spare you the gory details, but after talking to them and my parents, we decided that it would be best to get it checked out and take care of it before we left for the beach. So, Jaron and I went to the minor emergency room to get it checked out. It turns out I got a variation of staph infection (not the serious version). However, it is not contagious and is easily treatable with some antibiotics and creams. Just so you guys know, I do bathe on a daily basis.
While we were at the hospital, a criminal was in the waiting room and I sat down right next to him when we first came in. I filled out all of my paper work in front of him, and then when he got up to go to the bathroom, I noticed that the man sitting next to me had on ankle shackles and handcuffs. At the same time the sheriff escort (with a gun in his holster) kept nodding off while they were sitting there. Needless to say, I was very glad when they called my name.
And such is my week. We are leaving for Beach Break on Sunday and I am so excited!
Friday, June 6, 2008
The Week in Review
Posted by Jenna Coe at 8:57 PM
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