Apparently, i can’t upload pics to this. Ok, fine. I’ll do links.
And, I also can’t have more than 3 batches on Flickr, which I’ve already got. So, I’m doing my best!!
Here ya go. This is why I’ve avoided unpacking so long. I’m so overwhelmed by this visual, that I immediately go in my room and hide:
*wonders if this will work now*
I’m a pretty simple gyrl. I like happiness in my life, and I enjoy people. All kinds of people. I am something different to many people, but my many “personalities” do not mean I am trying to hide myself. Rather, I am a person who enjoys many things and I adapt well to the things that people need from me.
What I want from life is to enjoy my life, live it well, live it in a peaceful manner, and to bring happiness to those around me in the things I do and say.
Something that has been brought up to me recently is that in many of my online hotspots, my relationship status is listed as “taken.” This has, I believe, recently changed, although that has nothing to do with my flirty manner. I am always flirty, moreso when I have people that cavort with me. Whether or not i am in a relationship has nothing to do with the way I respond to people and converse online. It has little to do with the way i conduct myself in a person-to-person situation, either, since I do not go hopping from one person’s bedroom to another.
I hug a lot in person. I link arms with people. I hold hands with my friends when we’re talking or walking. It is something i have always done, and it is a way to connect with the people i care about. It doesn’t stop because I’ve given my heart to a person to hold.
Recently, my S.O. has been … missing. We go through this every other year or so, for a few months. This time, though, I believe I have lost my patience, and I do think that if he decides to start calling/texting/emailing/IMing again, I will not be receptive in the “everything is ok” way. I think this time I will pick up where we left off, but keep it on a friends-only basis. The fact that he lives 2600 miles from me makes a serious relationship difficult enough. But he’s afraid of the commitment I require before picking up and moving, and I refuse to change my demands in that respect. I’m not asking for a marriage proposal. Just an I-love-you without restraint. An open heart, and a promise to try hard to work things out. I deserve that much, and have not yet gotten it. I love him, but I cannot sacrifice my security and safety of being near people that love me to move to a state so far away without knowing that I will be loved in return once I get there.
This is all a very pared-down version of our story. It is long, complicated, and difficult to express. Suffice to say that I love him, want to be with him … am pretty sure he loves me and wants to be with me … but I know his fear of being crushed a second time in his life is hindering his ability to open up to me in the ways that I need.
Thanks for listening. I will try to correct the “taken” statuses to lessen the confusion of the people around me.
Peace.Love.Happiness.
DevylGyrl
I promised my sweet friend (and online-adopted-daughter) Hunee that I would share my recipe of Mole (pronounced moh-lay) with her. However, two or three other people asked too, so I decided to share it via blog! How lucky are you? ~smiles~
All kidding aside, if you like Mexican dishes and a little heat, you’ll like this.
I have been told by my friend Stalking Happiness that this is not a traditional “Mole” recipe, but is more like another dish (I believe she called it pipian, which is also mentioned in the Wiki Mole Sauce page). I’ve found though, this depends on where in Mexico you are from. My family’s Mole recipe lacks the sweet, sugary, chocolate flavor. I don’t do sweet chocolate sauce on chicken. It just isn’t appealing to me. I’ve always added the chocolate to the recipe, just in smaller doses I guess. This sauce is a warm, highly seasoned, hearty sauce. I hope you enjoy!
Note: Our recipe calls for plain “chili powder” and then also a branded chili powder called “Mexene“. The Mexene is basically a chili powder blend with cumin & other spices in it – it is far superior to most brands that we have found. So, try your best to find it, but if you can’t, just use another kind that has similar ingredients (you can see the ingredient list on their website).
I hope you enjoy the recipes. MEXICAN RICE 1 ½ cups long grain rice 1 ½ Tbsp oil ½ tsp salt ½ tsp pepper ¼ tsp garlic powder 1 tomato peeled 1 bay leaf 2 cups hot water Wash and drain rice. Heat oil in skillet, then add rice. Brown and stir carefully! In blender add tomato, salt, pepper, garlic and blend. Add to rice with 2 cups hot water. Bring to a boil then cover on medium heat till boils dry. DON’T STIR!!! Add enough cold water to cover rice about 1- ½ cups. DON’T STIR!! Bring to a boil then cover and cook dry. In case you didn’t notice, it is imperative to AVOID the temptation to stir!! Hint: I also add about a teaspoon of Mexene to this recipe, and toss it into the blender with the other seasonings. MOLE Pork Roast 2 Bay leaves 2 Tbsp oil 4 slices of toast 1 large Tbsp of flour 4 tsp chili powder ½ tsp cumin ½ tsp garlic powder Salt and pepper 2 tsp Mexene Chili Powder (a specific brand) Hint: The amount of Mexene you use should correspond to the amount of heat you like in your food. I use a whole small bottle or a 3/4 of the larger bottle. I like the taste Add water to thin the sauce if needed (it should have a thick, gravy-like consistancy).
I really hope you enjoy the recipe. It takes a while to cook, but it is SO worth the wait!
Cut pork into bite size pieces and brown in oil. Simmer with 3 cups of water for 1 hour. In blender add toast pieces, flour, chili powder, cumin, garlic, salt and pepper, chocolate powder/sauce, and Mexene. Add 2 c of Hot water, cover and blend. Add to the pork.
Simmer for 30 minutes.
So, I recently (a couple of weeks ago maybe?) “heard” (read that as “read on Twitter“) someone talking about their Tweeterboard Stats. So, I moseyed on over to Tweeterboard to see what it was. I still don’t understand everything … but I thought I’d post my info here, and mebbe check it out again next month and see what changed.
Dashboard Summary statistics for devyl
hunee (34) 
anjrued (27) 
drbaher (26) 
despil (24) 
n8k99 (22) 
darkgracie (15) 
jacklhasa (12) 
alousionist (11) 
foulbastard (9) 
sorenj (9) 
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akelatal (6) 
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andrewbadera (2) Box Score:
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hunee | 314 | 280 | 34 | 246 |
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darkgracie | 268 | 253 | 15 | 238 |
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despil | 186 | 162 | 24 | 138 |
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brooklynbeast | 165 | 157 | 8 | 149 |
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jacklhasa | 147 | 135 | 12 | 123 |
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alousionist | 118 | 107 | 11 | 96 |
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drbaher | 118 | 92 | 26 | 66 |
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n8k99 | 77 | 55 | 22 | 33 |
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markdavidson | 75 | 74 | 1 | 73 |
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jesatiu | 66 | 65 | 1 | 64 |
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colleencoplick | 64 | 64 | 0 | 64 |
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sorenj | 59 | 50 | 9 | 41 |
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anjrued | 56 | 29 | 27 | 2 |
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foulbastard | 52 | 43 | 9 | 34 |
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hyme | 52 | 49 | 3 | 46 |
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puresecrets | 44 | 43 | 1 | 42 |
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danacea | 43 | 42 | 1 | 41 |
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revtriste | 39 | 37 | 2 | 35 |
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jjprojects | 34 | 34 | 0 | 34 |
| muscleboundgeek | 34 | 0 | 34 | -34 | |
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tmcamp | 32 | 32 | 0 | 32 |
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yonderboy | 31 | 27 | 4 | 23 |
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roadhacker | 28 | 26 | 2 | 24 |
| etherjammer | 27 | 0 | 27 | -27 | |
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shashib | 24 | 24 | 0 | 24 |
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semipro | 19 | 19 | 0 | 19 |
| zachflauaus | 17 | 0 | 17 | -17 | |
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funkycoda | 16 | 14 | 2 | 12 |
| wibble | 15 | 0 | 15 | -15 | |
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apenny | 15 | 15 | 0 | 15 |
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fifikins | 14 | 13 | 1 | 12 |
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zooped | 13 | 8 | 5 | 3 |
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byteengine | 11 | 10 | 1 | 9 |
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dayngr | 9 | 5 | 4 | 1 |
| tofu916 | 8 | 0 | 8 | -8 | |
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langley | 8 | 5 | 3 | 2 |
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akelatal | 8 | 2 | 6 | -4 |
| livingolden | 8 | 0 | 8 | -8 | |
| scarab | 8 | 0 | 8 | -8 | |
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acomputerpro | 7 | 6 | 1 | 5 |
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hbeeinc | 7 | 7 | 0 | 7 |
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shawnz | 6 | 6 | 0 | 6 |
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colbypalmer | 6 | 6 | 0 | 6 |
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kahunagirl | 5 | 5 | 0 | 5 |
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keithburtis | 5 | 5 | 0 | 5 |
| bound2pleaze | 5 | 0 | 5 | -5 | |
| sunshyn | 5 | 0 | 5 | -5 | |
| mascam | 4 | 0 | 4 | -4 | |
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curtmonash | 4 | 4 | 0 | 4 |
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nazgul | 4 | 4 | 0 | 4 |
| laurelv | 4 | 0 | 4 | -4 | |
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illig | 4 | 1 | 3 | -2 |
| br3ndabot | 4 | 0 | 4 | -4 | |
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kabren | 4 | 3 | 1 | 2 |
| eventbrander | 3 | 0 | 3 | -3 | |
| iankath | 3 | 0 | 3 | -3 | |
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mikedoe | 3 | 3 | 0 | 3 |
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bluestbutterfly | 3 | 3 | 0 | 3 |
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dimambro | 3 | 3 | 0 | 3 |
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mariospam | 3 | 0 | 3 | -3 |
| emilio_m | 3 | 0 | 3 | -3 | |
| skimbaco | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
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jebelmuus | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 |
| thx3000 | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
| spideycarlberg | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
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subbiejournal | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 |
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andrewbadera | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 |
| akeletal | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
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filthyfarmgirl | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 |
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scandalous | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 |
| beastshepherd | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
| hottwitt3rwomen | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
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preppydude | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 |
| davehuston | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
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khaynes | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 |
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loudmouthman | 2 | 2 | 0 | 2 |
| rani79 | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
| qladyhawke | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
| bitstripper | 2 | 0 | 2 | -2 | |
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purplecar | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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treo700 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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williamsba | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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youlovetam | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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thattalldude | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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raquelfavela | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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michebel | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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nickhodge | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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digitalfilipino | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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mattjmcd | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
| pussypinkbot | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
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guy | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 |
| flock | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
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jakemarsh | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 |
| jkrabbit | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| legobuff | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| dark_artic | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| coderneedsfood | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| beaver1224 | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| aquariusmoon | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| breastcancer | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| brookeinbama | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
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christyxcore | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 |
| marsha | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| marylynn3 | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| triviabot | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| shannonrenee | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
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willotoons | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 |
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01000101 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
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andrewsayer | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
| sammysnapshot | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
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rjeffries | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 |
| mthermidor | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| nibbler | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| pussypinkteam | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
| revtristed | 1 | 0 | 1 | -1 | |
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bookhotel | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 |
I have *no* idea what the Box Score means. But the rest makes sense, kindda I wonder if the “talks to” sections are percentages of some sort? Cuz .. I know I send more than 1 message to those people! *L*
Ideas? Comments? Questions? Suggestions?
Hey everyone!
I feel like I owe a blog to those of you who have looked in on me while I moved from one house to another over the last week. Thank you for DM’ing me through Twitter and/or emailing/texting me. I really appreciate knowing that I’m missed by some! I certainly missed speaking with my “regulars” and spending time chillaxing on Twitter with all ya’ll cool peeps!
It took the full week, but we finally got everything moved from the old house to the current house. The house we’re renting now is a few hundred square feet bigger, and has a wood-burning fireplace/stove in the living room. The place we’re renting now is in a nicer area of town, and closer to most things. It is right around the corner (ok, around a few corners, technically) from my roommates’ mother, and has enough bedrooms for all of us. THAT is awesome, because “us” includes myself and my tween, my roommate & her two boys (the boys share a room), and my roommate’s brother. My roommate, A, and her brother, M, are the siblings of my best friend. I have always (well, since I was 18 or so) regarded them as family, and it is nice to have family around all the time.
Anyway. We moved all of our stuff over to the new place, and got the old place cleaned out and cleaned up. We are now faced with the mountainous task of unpacking boxes and getting things put into new places. I do mean MOUNTAINOUS. I have boxes piled in the small storage closet, floor to ceiling, four boxes deep. I also have boxes lined in our kitchen, floor to ceiling, along a 10-foot wall space. AND I have boxes in the living room, piled everywhere. It is INSANE! I meant to take pictures of the mountains of boxes, but I forgot and have them spread out everywhere at the moment.
I can’t wait to have my bedroom set up! I have some pretty pieces – bombay-style nightstands & dresser, interesting-shaped deco boxes, pretty vases, beautiful lamps, elephant-head candlesticks and lamp, and deep red sheets with a chocolate brown duvet cover for my goose-down comforter. Hopefully I’ll be able to find some sort of gadgets for the walls, and maybe a material or paint to go on the huge white cabinet I have in my room.
Again, thank you to my Twitter family for caring, and for checking up on me. I hope to be back to full-speed Twittering soon!
Love & Hugs,
Devyl Gyrl
June 29, 2000 I received a phone call that would alter my way of thinking forever. My stepfather, who I had never heard cry before, was sobbing into the phone. I couldn’t imagine why he was calling and not my mother, because he hadn’t really spoken to me since I moved out in 1993. My immediate thoughts were that something happened to Mom, and I started screaming questions hysterically into the phone.
He finally managed to control his sobbing enough to get out a broken “Steven,” and suddenly I saw it: a horrible car crash, my sweet 16-yr old brother flying through the air, carnage everywhere. I don’t know why I didn’t get the vision before, though it doesn’t surprise me. I’d really only had a true psychic connection with my mother & sister before. I do suspect the reason I had chosen THAT day to get completely f’d up with the guys from work was because I knew something was going to happen (I had spent the previous three years drinking with the guys, but avoiding the “drunk” state).
I immediately got a ride back to my command, went to my OIC & requested emergency leave. They also arranged flights for myself and my then-4-year-old daughter. Next, I called my best friend, who told me she’d drive up to GA immediately, though I told her to wait a day or two (it was her daughter’s 1st birthday, and they were in the middle of the party). Finally, I called my friend who was caring for my daughter that weekend, and told her to meet me at the airport (and why). I threw some stuff into a bag and headed south to the airport.
When i told my daughter why were were going back to GA so suddenly, she burst into tears and demanded to speak with God. I told her she can talk to God any time, she just has to speak, and he hears. She said, “You bring my Uncle Steven back here! He’s a good boy. I want him back here now!” I couldn’t help but laugh at her innocent demands. My poor girl had suffered her first loss of a relative, and was handling it remarkably well.
I got to GA and my stepfather was there to get me, a neighbor had driven him to the airport so that he would be safe. We grabbed our luggage and headed back to the house, where my mother clung to me and wailed, “He’s gone, Angel! Our little boy is gone! Our son is gone! You were his mother, too. You helped so much with the kids. I’m so sorry, Angel … we should have protected him better.” This proclamation broke my heart all over again – it is the first time either parent acknowledged the fact that I basically raised my two siblings because they were always working.
My daughter, so compassionate in nature, would come to me whenever she saw someone crying and tell me where they were so I could go hug them. She drew pictures to make people smile, and sat in one spot for hours on end so she wouldn’t get in anyone’s way or upset my stepfather (who is a nervous person anyway, and can’t stand for children to move around).
The memorial service was beautiful: and almost completely planned by my then-18-year-old sister. She had to handle just about everything from the moment they realized Steven was missing til the moment we spread his ashes in the Destin Pass on July 4, 2000.
For some reason, I have a hard time talking about my brother’s birthday ON his birthday .. and that is why this isn’t posting until the 27th. So, happy birthday yesterday, Steven. We love you, we miss you, and we hope you’re playing all-stars up in Heaven.
xoxoxox
Note: Steven, along with 3 other boys, died in a car accident. The boy who was driving and the other boy in the front seat were 17; bother Steven and the boy in the back seat with him were 16. They’d just gone around the corner to grab a burger … but met with a horrible accident on their way home. Please, please please make sure the roads that your children drive are safe and properly engineered. These boys would be alive if the road had been designed properly (it has been shown in studies that the boy driving was being safe, the road itself was incorrectly draining water into the center of the road instead of off to the side).
a test
Today was my first full day at Cal’s. I wasn’t sure what to expect, I wasn’t sure if I was going to like it once I’d been on my feet for 5 hours, and I wasn’t sure if they would like me. I come off as sweet and innocent when you first meet me, because I’m quiet and like to get a feel for the lay of the land. Once I’m in my comfort zone, I give as good as I get – and better. I know most people don’t expect it, and many people don’t like when their own medicine is dished back out to them!
I was also unsure about working with SwiftLink, the system they use for everything. It actually wasn’t too bad, and I learned quite a bit because we were one person short and VERY busy!
Each time I met with them last week, the owners told me that the business had been very slow for months, and that they were straining to keep up, but that they knew the potential was there and wanted to stay on top of their game. Today, everyone kept staring in wonder and saying, “What in the world? Where did all this business come from?” because we had no less than 30 customers walk through the door (this is a lot for a small-town, small appliance store!), plus all of the service calls coming over the phone. Incredible! It really set me up to be able to dig in and get my hands dirrrrrty!
Overall assessment: I’m still excited to go back to work tomorrow, and I still think I’m going to love this job.
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