The Color of Heather

21FEB2016

I thought I was going to be fired today.

A little about my job, I work at best buy. We don’t get paid commission or anything like that, but we have a heirarchy. I report to my lead, who reports to the Assistant Manager (AM) who reports to the Store Manager (GM). We get “graded” on how well we do based on a bunch of statistics. Or that’s what I thought.

So me and my Co-worker Cody and my Lead Pat were standing talking about new product when suddenly we see my GM skipping. Mind you, this is a full grown very serious man skipping down the aisle of his store. This isn’t just odd. Pat turns and pulls an “Ah hell naw” and books it. My lead is running away from my skipping GM.

By now me and Cody are very concerned, especially since my AM is coming from the other side with a concerned look on his face. So they arrive about the same time, and my AM tells us we had a “Mystery Shop”. I had no idea what that was so I gave Cody a look and he freaks. Apparently it’s when corporate sends secret shoppers to judge us, and no one in the store has passed with above an 80, and we were told if someone scores below a 60 they are just fired cause that’s how bad our store has been doing.

Cody literally was starting to grovel about not getting fired. My GM looks at him and goes “you got a 78 you’re fine”. Cody actually did a fail white boy victory dance, which was funny in its own. But what really concerned me was my AM saying, how bad did she do? I’m the only She. Cody starts saying no no its her first mystery shop don’t fire her give her a second chance… My GM laughed, as if I wasn’t panicking enough already.

“Why would I fire her? Because of her we finally have a perfect score from our store.”

Commencing victory dance more awkward than that of Cody.

So I realize that this happened about two weeks ago; so keep in mind that this IS OLD, but I forgot to post it, so enjoy 🙂

HAPPY NEW YEAR! And a wet one too!

So I worked today from 4-10p and called my hubby on my way home like I always do, and he’s on the other end FREAKING OUT. Why? I have no idea what exactly happened but from what I’ve heard, a pipe broke and the toilet connection legitimately exploded all over Drew (no, as funny as it would have been, he was not on the toilet at the time, but had just flushed it which was the trigger apparently).

Well about 100 gal of water flooded our house. Luckily since we’re renting he was able to get a hold of the maintenance guys, and they came out, shop vac’d the water and had a carpet/water damage/home disaster specialist come out and he literally took the BIGGEST vacuum ever (hint; it was his trunk) and sucked out all the water in about 20-30 min–and it was a LOT of water–and we now have fans UNDER our carpets.

If you know me, I always try to joke and make a silver lining out of a disaster like this… Drew’s not that type. So while I’m sitting here cracking jokes about how he clogged the toilet to the point of explosion (which no, he didn’t, but it’s still a funny joke to me and the carpet guy) he’s sitting there sulking. Good news; nothing of value was ruined. Bad news; no water for two-three days. Meaning no showers… or a washer. Well it’s a good thing I just found a random roll of quarters in an old purse!

Besides that, I love our new place. I know I haven’t really posted anything cause the holidays and everything, but it’s a three bed, two bath with a little backyard.

Other unrelated news;

Our pup is doing great, besides the fact that she is absolutely terrified of the fans and is curled up under my feet at the moment. Both cats are hidden in cupboards cause they hate water (that was adorable–I opened a kitchen cupboard to check for damage and I get two cat’s meowing their heads off in a panic). The snake is… well a snake and doesn’t give a hoot… but the fish are right at home!

Wait? Snake? Fish? I didn’t post about them yet have I? Well a few months ago Drew graduated from Naval Nuclear Training so he got a snake. I hate snakes. I have to feed and take care of it when he’s deployed. Why did I agree to that?!

The fish we got like, two?, days ago. Drew got me a 29 gal tank for Christmas on the condition that he got to pick the fish. We found a dirt cheap tank at a yard sale, and the only complaint I have is the filter sucks :(. However I got to get fish! Two electric blue acaras, one male named Ramza and one female named Yuna (bonus points if you know what those names are from), a Longfin Oscar named Mundo, an Albino Longfin Oscar named Illoai (bonus points if you know what those names are from), and a Bristlenose Pleco by the name of Cousin IT (negative points if you DON’T know what that name’s from). Yes… I’m fish obsessed. And no. We’re done with pets… they’re replacing kids for the time being 😉

UPDATE: Illoai was a very fragile fish and passed away a few days after this was written. The other’s are still doing great though.

WHY is it that every time I come home, I can wake up (on my own no alarm set!) at 7am? But at school I can’t? Dang it…..

Oops. Totally forgot to blog recently :/ SO…. hi It’s be a while my total of 23 readers and immediate family.

What have I been doing? Studying… doodling… class… homework… sleep… nothing much different really.

I might blog again when I’m not shivering so bad that I can’t type correctly.

Me: A cow gave birth to a pig.

Danny: Thank you for that wonderful and useful information. I shall take it to space, where the bear goddess shall flower me with mashed potatoes. Then the astral owl shall desend and we shall chill.

So as many of you may or may not know, I was in the hospital last night. Yes I know you are asking “what happened?”, “Are you OK?”, etc. Hold on to those questions and read. I am writing all the details down now, in case I need them later.

So yesterday, leap day 2012, I’m not feeling to good right? I’m not necessarily sick, but it’s about 4pm or 5pm and my throat starts hurting. I want food, but swallowing hurt like hell. Sean and Korvelle think I have strep throat, based on previous experiences I know I do NOT. Bless their souls, Chris Griffin (yes, that is his name) a good friend of mine, and Bryan, my boyfriend, went all the way to Albertson’s and bought me clear Gatorade and Ramen. Ramen is amazing… not to healthy but it goes down easy. Around 530, 6pm after Ash finished her homework, I was online playing megaten with her… Until Bryan took my laptop so I would go to bed.

This is around 730pm now. I get in bed, and take Robitussin for my cough. I sleep like a baby until I am yanked out of my sleep because I am coughing. This is when I realized that I wasn’t breathing… I was only getting air during the few seconds of coughing. I’m borderline panicking by now, but somehow I kept my cool, grabbed my phone and texted Bryan. Low and behold, his phone is dead. I got on fb chat cause it’s a little quicker than texting, and lucky me, Clayton’s online. I tell him that I need him to find Bryan and that I can’t breathe. He apparently is freaking out on his end, running around like a chicken with his head cut off looking for a MIA Bryan. Here’s where I’m freaking out. I stop coughing… I can’t breathe I can’t talk, so I mass text everyone ‘I need someone in my room NOW, I can’t breathe’ figuring at least one of them would get the text and help me.

Here’s the bits and pieces I picked up from other’s stories. Korvelle I guess was hanging out with Josh and Sean cause when he got the text the three of them freak out and Korvelle goes up to my room. I had also texted Ashley Aragon, my roommate, and Geneva who are with Julian, Rachael and Jordyn at Village Inn. Geneva calls the SRA Lyndi and Ashley calls Julian’s roommate Marcus, and sends them. And during this fiasco, the random waiter at VI now knows I’m not breathing. Chris gets the text, and he’s on first floor with Bryan (thank god) and goes to get Lyndi, who is still on the phone with Geneva, and they head up. I also texted Autumn (3rd floor RA) since she’s the closest.

Here’s where I come back in. I’m in my bed, trying to breathe thinking to myself, well, here’s where I meet my end, in a old small dorm room all alone. Ashley’s going to find my body and have a cow. Bryan, you better be the first one through that door. All of the sudden BAM, Bryan bursts in, with Chris, Lyndi, Korvelle (I think) and Autumn (and I later learn Marcus was there too) close behind.Keep in mind, I just woke up, I neither have my contacts nor my glasses on so I can’t really see. But what I do see is what freaks me out more than not breathing. The look on Bryan’s  face when he came through the door and landed next to me on the bed (pretty sure he jumped over my dirty laundry basket). His look scared me. I can’t even pretend to describe the fear on his face. I don’t remember much after that, I remember Chris and Bryan grabbing my arms and legs to open my airways and I remember coughing so bad I needed to puke.

I don’t remember how I got into the bathroom, but I’m in a stall, Lyndi has my hair and my Ramen comes up (lovely imagery I know). She helps me out of the bathroom and into the hall where I start coughing bad again. Lyndi let’s go of me to go grab a trash can. Neither of us realize that I can’t stand, and I collapse. Chris and Bryan are jumping over each other and other people to catch me. I can’t move, I still can’t breathe without coughing. Somewhere in here, I actually blacked out. I don’t know how long, but the next thing I know, there are four paramedics hovering around me. I don’t know when or who dialed 9-1-1, but someone did.

It’s scary when all of the sudden paramedics are latching things to you, and shoving things in your mouth. At least that tube thing (a respirator I think) got me to breathe. Every time they took it out so I could answer a question I stopped breathing again, so note to paramedics, ASK SOMEONE ELSE! I can’t talk when I can’t breathe and I can’t breathe without that tube thingy. I want it back dang it! I seriously was yelling this at them in my head. Suddenly, I’m in the air and in an elevator. Sadly, the tube is still in my mouth but the air is gone. Note: I’m claustrophobic. There is a tiny elevator (luckily my room and where I collapsed is actually right next to it) and I’m shoved in it with two grown men, bunch of things attached to me, not actually standing on ground. I was NOT happy. I laugh at myself now cause I’m talking to them through the tube complaining about elevators and wanting my air back…

Out the elevator I go and onto a stretcher… strapped in. The thing about my Claustrophobia, it’s not tight spaces I really fear, it’s not being able to move at all. So naturally, I’m forcing myself not to struggle with them thinking, hey! I’d rather not move than to fall off this thing and hit my head and die. Luckily by now, I’m slightly calmed down cause the air’s back. Unluckily for me, they move the stretcher into the ambulance, and now on top of everything, I’m dizzy and car sick. I lay down trying to will  myself not to puke on the air breathing for me. Sadly, I forget about needing to puke when they start shoving needles in me. Big… Plastic… Needles. Sure I might need an IV but good luck sticking any needle in my left arm, no veins for that there. The paramedic guy on my left shoves one in anyway and totally misses. I spit out that damn tube and mouth yell talk choke at him that you must use my right arm, since that’s where they draw blood. Not sure how they understand that but they do, and they stick the tube thing back in and stab my other arm (after cutting all the circulation off. So now I have blood being drawn, my nautias is back, I can’t breathe on my own, and now there’s an IV involved. ICK. Lovely, they took the tube. And tried to stick the oxygen thing in my nose, but I’m trying to tell them my nose is clogged and that’s not going to work.

By this time I’m now getting pulled out of the ambulance and into a hospital. I’m delerious so I have absolutely no idea where I am. Lovely right? Keep in mind I’m also BLIND. I’m freaking out, I’m pretty much begging for Clayton or Bryan, and I’m crying. The stick more needles in me, and more cord things, and take my oxygen tube (wasn’t helping anyway) and drop a heated blanket on me cause I’m now in nothing but a hospital gown. Low and behold, they open the curtains and Bryan walks in and grabs my hand. First thing I say? You’re hands are freaking ICE I can feel them through the blanket… and it’s heated! He, of course laughs. The nurse hands me a phone and it’s dad. Yay! I was on the phone with them when I REALLY started freaking out, realizing how bad it could have been.

Everyone is there and visits me one by one. Clayton, Sam, Christy, Chris, Geneva, Jordyn. By then they have stuck to many needles and things on me, cotton swabs down my throat more than once, they have me sign something give me papers and yay, I’m home free! But still can barely walk on my own. I am so glad everyone was there to help. I love everyone TT__TT The doctors put me on steroids and the super cough medicine that knocks you out (which I just took so I’m going to rush the rest and go to bed). Ashley, Bryan and Korvelle took me to rite aid to pick that up. $.67 and socks XD

OMG Ashley just walked in with this! I LOVE YOU GUYS!

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So as many of you may have noticed, I haven’t blogged in a while. In a long while… in two months. Anyway, I’m finished with my classes, I’m done with homework (besides the homework I’m going to tutor tomorrow for) and I’m waiting with Ashley for our Anime to load, so I’ve decided to blog.

To catch you up, it’s semester 2 at CMU and last semester I didn’t do so great–I had a teacher mess me up big time, and I totally just bombed History… I hate History with a burning passion–so I’m going to turn over a new leaf. I turned 19 the day before I got back, so it’s a new year, and new me and a new headache of classes.

Tech and Society is a relatively boring class, not much to say… health is even lamer. College Algebra is a little harder than I thought because I’m totally over thinking everything. I can do the problems with calculus equations but not Algebraically…. which explains why I got half points on the pre-exam (luckily, it didn’t count for a grade). BUT! All of my friends either can’t do Algebra or are in the same boat as me (and in higher classes) and so I’m going to tutor to dumb myself down a bit. My Biology teacher is cool. She’s from India and her name is Aparna. I LOVE THAT NAME! Donno about my lab professor, that class is on thursday…

Outside of class, I’m still dating Bryan West. We rode the train back to school on January 16th, the day after I turned 19 =D He slept most of the way (as you can tell) and I mostly just drew on my new tablet and played video games.

Speaking of drawing tablets, I got one for christmas ^__^ I love it! It’s so much fun and I’ve gotten good with it. I started sketching pictures of people and some models. I drew this really pretty picture of a girl that went to high school with me. Her name is CaleyRae and she’s starred in a movie called Moon Ring (I think it’s about a girl and a ghost boy). She’s really pretty and extremely brilliant.

I’ve been hanging with my bestest friend, Ashley Aragon. Today we’re being bored and watching random youtube videos while Fairy Tail is loading. She’s also an amazing artist, and is extremely talented. I have a whole bunch of picture of what we’ve been up to… we went to a dance and she re-dyed my hair so it actually looks blonde without the redish roots….

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Pictures are of me, bryan and ashley, and various other college pictures.

The braclet is from Bryan! It’s perfect! and I love him he’s amazing.

My neighbor had a baby boy!

Yay I decorated my room! Now it glows in the dark and has dolphins! What you dont see is on the wall to the left, there nine more dolphin calendar posters and a blink-182 poster. Over winter break I’m getting more calendars.

I also have this thingy. It spins, it’s rainbow and i have absolutely no idea where I got it.

Ah a break. Finally.

I went home for thanksgiving. It was a 5 hour drive there in a little car with Christoph and Jenni. I wish I had done a little bit more studying over the break than I did. I had to cram yesterday morning for a test today that I ended up being cancelled =/ Karma.

Tuesday.

I had gotten to the house around three. Mom was picking up kids from school, dad was in the office and I was outside trying to remember the combo to the door. I’ve had so many pins (bank pins, phone pins X how ever many times I changed it, door pins, game pins, class ID pins etc.) that I ended up giving up and going through the garage. I attempted to surprise William, but I failed cause I can’t easily fit in the back seat of a PT cruiser and still be hidden 100% from the outside.

Wednesday.

Oh how I miss being able to take baths. We watched Psych (an amazing show) and I hung out with William most of the day, after my shower and before my bath.

Thursday.

We cooked. Cleaned. Ate. Like every thanksgiving. Except this year, my best friend Monina and her family came over and we ate with them. And yet, for the Second time in a row I have had two thanksgiving’s with rice. Saturday was her birthday so I gave her a little ceramic dragon (she likes dragons) and we had a mexican cake. I didn’t like it, too sweet. Neither did Monina XD

Friday.

More sleep! I was so tired and wiped out that I ended up sleeping most of the day away.

Saturday.

I slept. William woke me up… seven or eight times before I got up and ate breakfast at 10. We went shopping… I got something for my secret santa person 😉

Sunday.

We set up the tree and some decorations and I left for grand junction at 2. We arrived at about 7pm and I crashed. I really really do NOT like cars, car rides or driving in any form.

Monday.

Had to wake up at 730 to take a shower and go to class. Ended up learning about how mixed up and corrupt the papacy was before 1563 CE. Did you know the church sold indulgences (get out of purgatory free cards) before Martin Luther rebelled? I’m starting to like Martin Luther more and more. He was a german monk that got sick of corruption and the lying. I may have never liked how some branched of Christianity worked but the history is actually pretty interesting. Which is saying something since I despise that class. And did you know that albinoism is actually an incomplete dominate trait? Meaning you can be part albino or full albino? How cool! OH, and if you’re albino you probably have 20/70 vision or worse.

So I had a fascinating fall yesterday. Bryan was laying in my bed doing something on his laptop (more than likely on Facebook) when I attempted to stand up, step over him to get to the balcony where my neighbor and best friend, Ashley was waiting. However, the thing about Morgan beds, is that the mattress moves fairly easy and if it’s not completely on the bed frame, it’s off. I stepped on the ‘off’ part, not knowing it was off the bed frame, and there for actually had nothing holding me up. I had a glorious wipe out as I landed on TOP of Bryan before proceeding to collide with the floor. The was before I basically did the same thing is Ashley’s room but that time my head almost went through a refrigerator. I now have a lump on my head and a rug burn on my elbow. I feel so brilliant TT__TT