A little something about nothing

Good Night Followed by Bad Morning

Last night I had to work and it was overly busy, but made time fly by. I finally had a talk with my store manager, which made me feel better. There is some major miscommunication going on between manager's and last Friday it started affecting my job. On Tuesday I had told my manager face to face and left a note that I wouldn't be able to work on Friday (last Friday). As I was leaving the going away party I attended last Friday I looked at my phone and noticed I had a voice mail...it was Nick, a manager at Dick's. He was asking where I was. WHAT?! There was a text message from my hottie Scott too asking if I was okay. I replied to Scott and he said he was asking because I never showed up or called in. UGH!! Anyway, that got taken care of...hopefully!!

When I got home from work I got a call from my friend in jail. He is finally able to make calls to my cell phone...YIPPEE!! Of course the conversation is monitored and timed, but it was still great to hear his voice instead of only being able to read his letters. Not that I'm complaining because at least it is some form of communication, but you get the idea, right?!

This morning as I was going through my emails I received one from my brother asking if anyone had contacted me about my Uncle Joe. I told him no and asked why they would. Apparently last night sometime he had a stroke. He is in the hospital right now waiting for a room. My aunt has been with him the whole time but doesn't want anyone else up there. I don't get that! My uncle is 83 years old and I believe this is his 3rd stroke. The last one was kind of bad. It really impaired his speech...not the sound of it, but the way the brain and mouth communicate. He had to be taught how to speak again, which he still has problems with sometimes. Times like this really make me miss being a kid where you are so blind to all the bad things in the world!!