Hey, it’s November and I am posting! Look, after a particularly wretched week last week, I’m trying to regroup.
First, some photos of new stuff I put up at Etsy…
So there you go: these were things I made for the show at the last minute that didn’t sell. Maybe someone will do some Etsy Christmas shopping?
I always put the pretty pictures up before the bitching. Needless to say, I hate my job, I question my life choices, blah blah blah. They have me working a bunch of night shifts now, or rather, the fat ugly asst. manager does. Bitch. She can choke on it. There’s more to the story but I’ll leave it there.
And to make matters wonderful, we have a couple of big booksignings coming up, namely Bill O’Reilly this Friday. Just, no.
I have come to terms with it, and the hundreds of people who have already express an interest in coming/queueing up. It doesn’t mean I’m HAPPY about it, but I’ve accepted it. One of my co-workers is so mad he’s slamming shit around all day, and gave this immortal comment today: “A bunch of scumbags coming in to see a bigger scumbag.”
I’ll leave at that.
And I’ve been so depressed I just break down crying at the drop of a hat. So when I went to see my beloved hairdresser Nancy on Monday, I just lost it. We were alone, as we sometimes are, and I broke down in tears of frustration. But she listened to me, cheered my up, and let me know bad shit happens to her, to, like the company that took her for $300 of product and sent shoes instead. Shoes.
I guess I’m sucking it up as best I can, folks. In cheerier (?) news, I’m now following cleanup guy Matt from the show Hoarders on Twitter.
It’s come to that.