I haven't updated this since April. A lot has happened since then. I mainly wanted to give an life update about something that happened to me last month that I can mark off of my adult bingo card. A bit of a backstory is needed for the amount of depth that goes into this story.

Back in late July/early August, my mom was summoned for jury duty. Her service was going to be a few weeks in September and the beginning of October. Her juror number ended being in the late 200's, so there wasn't a big chance of her being summoned into the court room.

About a week goes by and I receive a letter in the mail. I was being summoned for jury duty. I did what I needed to do and let my boss know as soon as I found out, filled out the questionnaire, sent it back, and waited for the day where I had to call to verify if I had to go in that day.

I was also told in the letter I might be going back in on a different date or dates this week. So, I had to plan my whole week around jury duty that may or may not happen all that week. It was a bit nerve-wrecking. Especially when I noticed there was a #11 written on the top corner of the questionnaire that I filled out. 

My thoughts were filled with screams of anxiety and mourning of the unknown of a whole week. 

Fast forward to today, October 17th, when my jury duty service was set to begin. I called at 11 AM as I was instructed to and I was told that I was dismissed from jury duty for the rest of the year. I didn't need to worry about anything. 

I rearranged a whole week of my life on the off-chance that I would be chosen. Would it be my luck to have to go in or is this my luck, where I worry about it for weeks and it was all for nothing?

I don't know. I'm just still hanging on the fact that my mom and I were summoned one after the other. Granted, she was summoned out of area for a federal courthouse that she ended up being dismissed as well. While I was summoned to a local courthouse that I didn't even realize was there. I've lived here for almost twenty years and I didn't know there was a courthouse there. 

That last sentence made me realize that I have lived in this house since July 2003. Next July will be twenty years. I cannot believe that. 

Anyway, back to the life updates. When I was rearranging my life for this week, I made the decision to cut my hours down at work to two days and look for another job. I was working almost full time since the beginning of summer until now. 

Well, an update from my job. The owner is terrible at business and management is non-existent. She recently hired a sixteen-year-old as the second receptionist. I have nothing this girl as she's sweet and she seems to have a good head on her shoulders. I have a problem with the fact that I was trained on the job during a  four hour shift for two days as my first week. 

I learned practically nothing from the owner. I learned everything by doing. I made a lot of mistakes and I was the one blamed. I was constantly talked about by two of the hair stylists for doing my job and wanting to improve the business. 

For months, nothing I did or did not do was judged by these women in their forties that are more interested in gossiping than resolving whatever problems they had with me. 

I finally made the choice to talk to my boss about how I was not comfortable working with one of the stylists. The talk didn't really resolve anything and the resulted "apology letter" that the hair stylist handed me was filled with excuses. 

The only reason she's still working at the hair salon is because she's friends with the owner. 

One week later, we had a meeting (work meetings that didn't start happening until two months after I was hired) that was a waste of time. 

I laugh because I actually insulted my boss and her business at the end of our talk, and she didn't realize it. She said in the meeting that I said that this was the least professional place I have ever worked at. 

I worked at a family owned daycare. You want to talk about lack of professionalism, that was a pretty laid back place. Although, they did have an okay management in place. I have also volunteered a lot when I was younger where I was working with other teenagers. 

I would rather work with a group of teenagers than the group of adults that I currently work with. Because teenagers are more reliable than this business. 

I have been lied to over and over again by my boss. And, yeah, I'm new and not a hair stylist, but I don't get heard at all. 

However, I have gotten off track so much. The point is, I was barely trained. The new receptionist was trained for three days a week during a two week period. Two of those days for seven hours. The other four days were five hour shifts. 

She learned nothing. The owner didn't even let her answer phone calls until her second to last day of training. And didn't let her do laundry during her training period. 

I taught the new girl more things during the two-ten minute interactions I have had with her than the two weeks of training. 

And then, I found out Thursday that the owner is breaking the law. I already knew that she was breaking one rule that are in place for salons, but I haven't (and have no intention to) told her as I'm done helping her and her business. 

If I was paid more, had benefits, and not everyone I work with makes my life harder than I wouldn't complain so much, but because the only good thing about working here is that I get paid (did get a raise since I started working) and that I'm getting customer service experience. That's it. That's the only reason why I didn't fully quit. 

Although, in the last two weeks that I've been slowly applying for another job, every single time I have been turned down. So, that's going lovely. 

I am planning on applying to more jobs today as I am now fully aware of what my schedule looks like now. 

I think that's all I wanted to say about my jury duty and my current employment. Though, I am so waiting for the day when the business crashes and burns, because it will as the sole person that works the most and in the evenings might be going down to two days and getting a second job. I don't think the business will survive that. 

Anyway, I also rearranged my room this past Saturday and I am in love with the finished result. I did, however, injury my finger by crushing it with my box spring and bed frame. It only took me about two hours to do. It helps that I had decluttered a few weeks ago. 

Speaking of decluttering (I know that I'm getting off track, but this is my first life update since April), my sister and I went over to our grandma's house on the 9th to help her declutter her storage room. Most of it was thrown out or donated. The room is much functional now. We even helped her take out her window AC units. 

And I went through my grandpa's books. I only took eight or nine books, but I didn't go through all of them as we believe he has more up north. 

Now on the topic of Grandpa, we went to his grave the day after his birthday last month and we even went to see my grandpa, grandma (step-grandma as she was my dad's step-mom?), uncle, and aunt on my dad's side. My uncle T. Justin died when he was nine back in the eighties (?), and my aunt died before she turned two. So I never personally met them, but I knew of them. 

On another update, I have been writing some for the past two nights. I am hoping to finish writing The Personal Secret by the end of the year and having it published in January 2023. 

I am also really wanting to get into DnD, but have no one to play with. I know some people who do play, but since Covid I've been more socially awkward than ever before. So I don't know. 

I'm going to end this here as it's been two hours and I need to start applying to more jobs to get something that's better than my current one. I did have to take my first sick day this past Thursday since I started working. That's something. 

Until next time,

Later!

~MsPenguingirl1234!

Published: October 17th, 2022.