I'm still working at WalMart. Let me tell you, it's twenty times better than working at any local coffee shop (name, of course, changed to protect the guilty).
My current beef is actually with where I live. I like it here, on the edge of the mountain, but it's really cold. Inside. Yeah, our stupid superintendent decided that the beginning of May in Ontario was a good time to turn off the heat. Hey, just because we got one somewhat nice day doesn't mean summer's here! My room is freezing. Sure it doesn't help that there's a crack in it (on the non-opening side). How do I know there's a crack in my window? Remember our big storm on February 2nd?
So now we're moving. We're giving about 15 days notice, and I know we'll get our last month's rent deposit back, because turning the heat on late and off early is against the rules.
And I'm still in a knitting funk, but that's only because I have a priority knit on the needles.
