I got a motherfucking job. Totally hadn't mentioned that yet. Oops. I work at the local Harley-Davidson dealership. No shit.
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| They hired the fuck outta me. |
I do accounting and title work, and I fucking LOVE IT. Part-time, make my own hours, motorcycles galore... it's awesome. Seriously. Awesome. My boss and coworkers are equally as awesome, and they pay me fairly decently for the area. I can't believe I hadn't said anything about this til now, but hey- everyone who reads this talks to me on a fairly regular basis (there are people still reading this... right?... *sniff*...) and therefore all knew. So yeah. It's nice to be gainfully employed. The month or so I wasn't was pretty damn rough- money-wise and psyche-wise. Sucks to be a prime candidate for hire in a county that loves meth and cigarettes, and you can't get a job anywhere. I even went to a local dive bar to try to get work. No go. Amazing. However it all worked out for the best... I can say that now, at least.
Another btdubs is that oh hey- I'm taking all my classes in person this semester. And I'm already freaked the fuck out. I am 29 years old and throwing myself into the mix of people who are up to 10 years younger than me. TEN. FUCKING. YEARS. I was driving when they were going into kindergarten. And I have to don a backpack and pants like a normal student and go sit in class with these children. Okay, with 22ish year old children, but STILL. I was married and half-way to a divorce at 22. HOW CAN I RELATE. "Oh what's your major?" You're shitting me, right? What on fucking Earth gave you the idea that 1. I wanted to talk to you, and 2. That I would be up to discussing shit like THAT with you? Really. Tell me THAT and we'll have a conversation.
Could I be overreacting?
Do you even KNOW ME?
Anyway, the whole reason for doing this is that I have not only exhausted my selection of classes online (even though I only have to take 'electives', they have to be 3000+ level electives... which end up being classes pertinent to my course of study because why would I want to take a 4810 level class in anything that I haven't been studying for the past 2 years?), but classes in person are about half of what they are via the online program. That means more money back into my broke-ass pocket (again, decently for the area = 1/2 of what I made in Knoxville... not a complaint, just a fact) and I can use that money for things other than online classes. Plus, it might be fun.
Who the fuck am I kidding- it won't be fun, and I'm going to bitch all the way through to graduation. Like the BAMF I am. What the fuck of it.

One was talking about being born in 1988, no wait, he said- 1989 and I was like... mother. Fucker.
ReplyDelete1982. Like a boss. I am in class with a 19 year old... and I'm in upper division classes. All of my classes are also undergraduate AND graduate leveled (4000/5000 registration shit) and still... 1985 at max for them. Sigh. Oh well...