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God is wicked testing me right now.
There was $900 missing from mcdonalds from a deposit I had done. I *was* fired, and in danger of going to the police. Ruthie (my GM) knows I would never steal, but there was no way of proving elsewise. I was completly hysterical/crying (as Mel, Cloud, and John saw later that night) and was just out of my mind in worries. I seriously wanted to just drive off a bridge or something. (obviously I didn't) But I was thinking in my head "I just wanna die, this is to much, I just wanna die" and I could FEEL God saying "stop being a drama queen and get your freakin act together. It's a freakin fast food job. Just go get another one (Yes, God really does speak to me like that. I guess he relates to each person how they relate to others) And I was trying wicked hard to ignore the logic, but listened somewhat and ended up driving to Mel's job. John and Cloud were also there and they helped me calm down.
The next day my GM (who is also my landlord/next door neighboor.....wow doesn't this senerio sound familiar?) calls me over to her house. She sits me down and goes "How much to you believe in your God?" and I go "ummmmmmm not as much as I should?" she tells me "I'm gonna tell you how much I believe in your God right now. Me and my pastor prayed for you last night (at like 3am or something) that the money would show up and you wouldn't go to jail......today Jose (another manager) found this"........
We now know the money was actually stolen at the bank, because they unconvered a recipt where the teller origionally stamped $3906.04, but then TRIED to cross it out and stamp it with the amount I wrote(which I had accidently wrote $3006.04 instead of $3906.04) and keep the $900 for him/herself. So the money was found, but reguardless I'm out of work for a week or two. AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! (i'm suspended due to carelessness with money, and cause they need time for the report to clear up because I was origionally reported and *was* fired)
So I know a few adults read this....well no....they use to read this. Well ok, Jeff, Lyn, and Jon you read this....so if any of you know of any "hookups" with a few days work I would be mega appreciative.
Untill then I guess I'll try working at something like Labor Ready. Though it's MINIMUM wage at least it's something. Just sucks that all this had to go down while I'm crazy in debt. Hmmmmm John Rush is always a good canidate for last minute needed money.
So yeah, anyone want their house cleaned? Painted? I'm good at house painting, you can ask Jeff.
In Conclusion: I think the world was better when everyone living in it was poor and we just all took care of each other.
posted by Kairsie 7:46 PM