Lightining

Ok, first off sorry about the bland color scheme, I'm currently at home at the moment, writing this up on my mother's laptop, so I don't have the nifty link that displays all of my favorite hex color codes, so right now the color style is set to pink (I perfer to use fusia, since all you get under pink is buble gum pink, and I'm not too big of a fan of that color. I think it's a little too pink.) Also, my mom's laptop's keyboard is a lot less sensetive than my own computer's keyboard is, which means there will probably be mre stupid typos than there normaly are. Now, some of you might ask why I don't look up hex colors to get the color I want, or to proof read this when I finish, and the answer to that is, I'm lazy.

I really wish I could use my compute, but right now it's up in Orlando in my dorm, and I'm trapped here in Manatee county helping my parents with their station. I kind of don't want to be here, espically because everything I use for entrtainment is up in Orlando (TV, Computer, Anime, DS). I do have my 360, but with out a TV it's kind of useless. On the plus side I did get to spend a little bit of time with my friends, which was kind of cool. Except that Gina's grandfather just recently passes away, which is never a good thing. She kind of takes stress badly, and even though she was expecting him to pass away, she not coping too well about it. Part of it may be because he was e only father figure she had, and I'm sure there are oter reasons as well. I just wish there was something I could do for her, something to help her with this. I mean, it was bad when my Grandmother died, so I kind of know what she's going through, but on the other side of it, I don't, since I didn't live with my Grandmother. All I can really do to help Gina through this is to talk to her about all this, and to ty to chear her up through some of the non-sential jokes I make, but even then it just doesn't feel like enough, and I just... don't want her to feel bad.

As to work, well,over the last 3 days I've been there 30 hours,, which I guess isn't too bad. I mean, it could be more like 40 hours, which it pobably might have if I hadn't of taken prt of today of (I did beause we had three people on schedule, and the store can elly only use 2 people.)But what made the last coupl of days worse was the fact that yesterday (well, Saturday for all you people who believe tha midnight starts a new day) we got hit with lightning, which took our gas pumps down, along with our ablity to take credit and debit purchases, the car wash, and two of our neon lights. Since then, all we've managed to get fixed is the gas pumps. I just..... kind of.... feel powerless agains th. It's not the actual lighting that mkes me fel that way, or the fact that everything is "crispy". It's that, despite my technical knowledge, I can not repair it. And it's largely because I don't have the parts to do so. But it's also the technicians who come out and do the repair work. I just think they have a low opinion of the people who work at places like my place. Not that I don't are their opinion, but... I mean, there's really nothing I can do to assist them, and offering them help at best gives you a polite refusal. It's just that... and I know that my manager would probably not report any of the major issues to the repair companies. When gas and credit gets taken off line for a while, it's never good. And I don't think my manager would have called immediatly about it... I think he would have waited till Monday to do so, and even then, he probably would have waited till Monday evening. I mean, I've seen him not order important products for WEEKS because he just forgets about it or doesn't notice it, or.... I don't know. I know there are warranty issues and rebates worth thousands of dollars that he hasn't snt in, and he's had since the store opened to do it. But he's a good guy, just kind of out of it... and I don't like speaking ill of him, since I know he tries pretty hard at what he does. It's just... in the professional department, I don't have as much respect for him as I should for someone of his standing.

I have the job with my father's friend pretty muh lined up, all I need to do is call him tomorrow. I don't want to ork for him though, and it's for a mixture of reasons. It has nothing to do with him though, for so far he seems like a decent fellow. It's that his buisness is like 20 miles from my dorm, and I really don't want to travel that far just to go to work, espically when there are at least 2 bestbuys and a circuit city with in 5 miles of my dorm. The other reason why I don't want to work for him is that, with the exception of my time at Wyman, Green, & Blalock, I haven't been able to choose my employment. When I worked at Albertson's, I worked tere because my father thought it would be a good place for me to work. Now, I'm workig at the gas station because of him, and I'll be working for his friend because he thinks it'll be good. And it's not that I don't think it wil be, I mean, I'm probably going to learn more about programing, espcally for Databases and Scripting langauges, than I would have the opportunity to in any other place of employment currently available to me, except, maybe, a paid internship. And, that's not bad. It's just... I don't like being forced to work somewhere, because it kind of feels like slave labor. I'll get paid, but it's in the freedom to choose employment, and not just the pay, that I care about, of course, that might be because of my lack of big bills.

And then there's the "What if I screw something up... majorly" queston? I mean, this is one of my Dad's friends I'm working for, and if I screw up big time, it'll look really bad on his part. And even if I were to manage to somehow fix it, it's stll a strike against my family... at least in some big corporation one can screw something up, fix it, then leave for a new place. You can't fix a problem with friends that easily. And then there's also the fact that since I'm working for my dad's friend, it kind of feels like my Dad doubts my ability to get a job upon my own merits, and that, for some reason, he thinks I can't land my own job. And that's what I'm going to think about everytime I make the 20 mile comute.

Anyway, I need to get some sleep, I have to head back to Orlando tomorrow morning. So ~Night!