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I will not, I repeat, will not complain about the weather. I know we had a lot of snow, and felt these temperatures would never arrive. They are here, in full swing, and it is HOT. Nearly too hot, but that is because hardly any of us in the region have air conditioning. It was warm when I was in Kennewick a week or so again, and here, the same temperature reading means we are sweltering. Mike and I worked on the pool today. By the time we get it ready, the sweltering heat will have subsided. I would have dove in, and not gotten out for hours. Perhaps would have had a pizza delivered to the back yard...as it was, I rode home nekkid again (well nearly), and I changed to what I call my cheer shorts, which are a lot shorter than what I wear in public. (Don't tell Stacy and Clinton) At work, I chose to put a cold, damp towel around my neck, and tuck it under my collar. Once you start with that, you cannot take it off. It felt nice, and I thought how terrible my riding cooling vest would look while working...hehehe, leave it to me to try it once.

This store is a different animal than I have had. It has the double lane drive-thru, and I still do not quite understand everything there is to know about that. The supervisor is spending some time with me tomorrow, so that is one of the things I want to go over. That, and the expectations the manager has of me. Right now, she is saying things that confuse me a bit, but she is now on vacation, and I want to understand how the store runs before she returns next week. I do know that the two of them sat with one of the hourly managers and by the end of it, he was unemployed. I hate the thought of the crew thinking I came to take his place, because I surely didn't. I have no idea what was up with his dismissal, and it wasn't my place to ask questions. I never worked with him, but I know him. I hope he finds something quickly.

I also got a text from the other store today. I hear that the girl that gave me so much lip in the three weeks I worked there spouted off to a new manager in front of the supervisor, or something like that anyway. She is now looking for a job, too, yet I feel as if I missed out on that one, as I wanted to be the one to fire her myself, or at least spectate. Perhaps a bit devilish of me, but she really had it coming. I have seen a lot of employees come and go over the years, and I cannot grow too attached to 95% of them. This one slides right off my thick skin.

I have been working crew positions so far, which is the best way to learn how things work. I am comfortable with that, and yet a little scared of the drive thru. I am starting to hear of 'jobs' that I will be taking over. SHe has one slated for me during her vacation, yet it is something I have never done before. It can't be too hard, just a bit time consuming. I saw that I have three hours scheduled for training a new employee tomorroaw afternoon, 'cept he quit before he started, so I won't be training him. I hope to use those hours to do my 'extra' stuff. I see a lot of things that could use tweaking, whether or not the staff likes changes or not. They will conform to them after they see how they work. Much more efficient even if they will balk to begin with. I see wasted space, which there was none of at my last store. It had no space at all, and was stacked to the ceiling. This one is huge, and not being utilized properly.

Dinner was chicken spaghetti, which I ate cold, due to a long phone call. I think cold works better when it is so hot anyway.

Whatever happened to Suga Mama and Hawkscity's Wife? Did I scare them away by meeting them in person at the park that day? I have tickets to a Mariner game in August. They need to start planning the trip.

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