Adulting is Hard

So last week my wallet was stolen. This week I found out that my dental insurance through school is worse than my dad's. My dad's insurance coverage is famous in my dental office for being the worst that they've seen. And mine is worse than that. For example, my insurance covers one cavity every two years. I normally get at least one cavity every visit, which is (supposed to) be every six months. Okay, I admit, part of that is my fault. I love sugar. I can blame part of it on the dentist though. Twice now they've charged me for a filling that they had to replace because the last one they put in was either 'falling out' or wasn't done properly the first time. And by 'falling out', I mean they had to drill it out of my mouth. Then they charged me the full amount.

So I'm going to have to start declining fillings, because I just cannot pay for them. Not to mention I can't continue to pay for the dentist's mistakes. I also suspect that they messed up the last two fillings that they did, because right after they were done, my teeth were super sensitive. They never felt like that before the fillings, and I've never felt that after any other fillings. So I'm seeing another couple replacement fillings in the future, that I will also have to cover.

Thanks dentist.

Cats are less of an asshole than some people

Never trust anyone! Seriously, lock up everything you own and guard it like a dragon guards a treasure.

I was working today, four hours by myself, as usual. My shift ends and I close up the store. When I'm getting my stuff, I notice that my phone isn't in my bag. No big deal, I probably left it at my boyfriend's house. I would just pop by before heading home. Once I get there, neither of us can find it, so he gives it a call. It's turned off. Which means that it's been stolen. My phone was basically fully charged before I left for work, and I never turn my phone off. But it went straight to voice mail, which means that it's off.

My naive brain thinks 'Dang, I must have left it on the shelf in the backroom, or maybe it fell out of my purse and I didn't notice. I guess I'll have to get it tomorrow.' My boyfriend asked if I still had my wallet. And of course that's gone too. I didn't even notice when I was doing my bag check after work.

Luckily the thief didn't gain more than five dollars, because I had spent all the bills I had until now. I managed to cancel all my cards, and lock my phone, so that asshole won't get more than an old five dollar bill folded into an oragami heart. I hope that makes your pathetic life just a little better.

So yeah... That's what's been up with me lately. My regional manager says that he's doing everything he can to figure out what happened, but I know that there isn't much that can be done. The cameras in the store will tell us about any customers that went near the back room, but it won't show who actually went back there. Tomorrow I'll go to the police and file a report, then work on getting cards, phones and ID's back in order.

Being unlucky is hard work.

Adult Drama

I'm back! Sorry for the break... Again. I have a bit of a rant today.

When I was a kid, my dad would always make sure that I was inclusive. I could never say no to a friend while saying yes to another. This was a bit of a problem, as none of my friends got along with each either. This was mostly because their parents didn't get along, or because they were sister. However, they had to bear it, because for some reason, I was the popular kid in my neighbourhood. If they wanted to play with me, they also had to play with my other friends. And it worked out. They might have fought a bit, but otherwise they acted civil. If something got on the nerves of one of them, they would just leave for a bit, then come back when they calmed down. This was back when I was ten years old.

So you can imagine my annoyance that now, when I'm twenty two, my friends cannot even pretend to get along. Rather than  bearing one person they don't like to be able to hang out with several people that they do like, it's more like 'Oh, that person is invited? I guess I'm not coming then.' This is what I expected in high school. Maybe that's why I didn't have many friends back then. I skipped the drama then, and I'm facing it now.

To be fair, it's only a couple friends. Most of the time, everyone gets along. It's when I introduce some old or newer friends, ones that are not part of the core group, that I seem to have trouble. While I want to make my core group of friends happy, the younger me that was taught to never exclude people screams at me.

Sometimes it's hard being nice.

Inventory

It has been a very busy week. I had to miss two classes this week because of work. On Tuesday we had inventory. I thought we were way over staffed and putting way too much time into inventory. I was wrong. I was definitely wrong. When I did inventory at Starbucks, I did all the counting, and when I became manager, I did the counting of all our ingredients, then the scanning of all our merchandise, then all the computer stuff. And I did this over a couple days, using in total no more than eight hours. At my new job, we were counting stuff over weeks. Just on Tuesday, when we did the main count of everything, it took me nearly half my shift to count two sections, then the rest of my shift to re-count other sections for mistakes. And this was with ten people also counting. There is a lot of stuff... So much stuff.

Anyway, Tuesday was fun. It was a break in routine, and I didn't have to go to class. I was also scheduled for another shift on Thursday, when I normally also have class. Luckily, that class is basically useless, so I was more than happy to work. Apparently in class, everyone had to colour what their writing voice looked like... I didn't miss much.

But the most interesting thing this week was my dream last night. All I can really remember is that I had a kitten, but didn't have a name for it. So my friend in my dream suggested the name soy sauce. It's now official. If I ever have a black cat, it's name is going to be soy sauce.

+1 to Nerd Level

It's my reading break this coming week, and I only have one thing to work on. So I'm relaxing a bit, and that included a two day game-a-thon. It started later on Friday after I got off work, with some Magic. Stayed up a bit too late, and slept in on Saturday. When I finally dragged myself out of bed, got ready and collected my friends, we played a game of Dungeons and Dragons. For the first time.

We suck.

So first off it took us forever to figure out the rules. When we started to play, we deviated from the proper story and forced the brand new Dungeon Master to make stuff up. In this time, he nearly created goblins with over 70 health. We figured out that he was doing it wrong, and beat those things up. Eventually we got back to the proper story line, the one that's in the beginner's guide.

And proceeded to be ambushed and brutally killed by four goblins. Now this could be because there were only three of us playing, and I had to go to the bathroom right before this was happening, so my character was chilling in the caravan. I mean, 'hiding'. I was playing the rogue and was planning on jumping out to surprise these goblins. I surprised one, then proceeded to completely miss... Then get murdered by another goblin...

So that was our first time playing. We probably should have recruited a Dungeon Master who had actually Mastered before... Well, next time. At least I had fun, and would be willing to try again.

Whoops

And I've already broken my New Year Resolution... My bad. I can't even blame it on school. My boyfriend got me into Diablo 3, and it's all I ever want to play now. I mean, school has been giving me a lot of work, but it's been manageable. And it's been a long weekend, but all I've done is play games with my boyfriend and friends... I have horrible time management skills. At least I've learned to work under pressure. Even now I'm procrastinating on doing homework by writing a blog post. At least I'm doing something... Right?

Magic Luck

School is already calming down. For some reason, one of my teachers, which I have for two classes, just decided to pile on the homework in the first class. The second week was pretty relaxed though. My third class hasn't given any real homework yet. The books we need to read for that class can't be found anywhere, so I'm not the only one not doing the readings.

On another subject, I went to a Magic: The Gathering prerelease on Saturday. I pulled a card worth $80. Then another two that combined are at least $20. I only payed about $25 for the prerelease. I'm pretty amazing. But I probably used up all my luck for the rest of the year on those three cards.