Gaaaaaaaaaah! Work yet again I got in a fight with Mike today when I went up to work to get my paycheck. He didn't like it that he got called out for being a piece of shit. That and I moved the boxes too. Joe says he fears change. He bitches about the slightest changes made here and there. And he wants me to "personally" deck scrub. I group deck scrubbing with getting things on high shelves. I get someone else to do it so I don't hurt myself. What it really was about was me being assertive. I wrote in the red diary that we needed cheese opened every day. It's a part of prep, so it's the day shift's responsibility. And it's not like deck scrubbing or shelf climbing, I always get it done, even when it's busy. So he has no excuse to be a lazy sack of crap. Joe's not going to fire him until Quentin is ready to be trained. He never wants to actually take any responsibility, he's always looking for excuses and I have had it. It's coming down to Joe or Steve firing him, or me leaving Joe and Mike alone to duke it the fuck out. I want to do that because it feels like lately Joe is putting running the store on my shoulders. It's too much, I never wanted to be a fucking GM. I want to be an assistant and I want Mike GONE. If Joe really wants me to stay and help him run that store he'll take some fucking action and get rid of Mike. Thats all I have to say about that. I don't get to see Vance this week and guess why...because of work. These are my thoughts on my relationship: I've given up things for the other person in my life. It didnt work out, it ended up failing horribly. I'm very hesitant to move for Vance. I love him more than anything, and I want to be with him, but giving up all these opportunities and the awesome comfort of where I live feels like such a tremendous risk. What if we break up? I wouldnt have the money to support myself, my dad wouldnt let me live with him and the last thing I would want to do is move back in with my brother. I've become more settled here than I originally intended. I feel like before I move three hours away to what is now a strange city to be with someone that I don't know I'm going to be with forever I should become completely independent and be able to fully support myself, you know, incase something happens. Plus, here in Austin I'm closer to my brothers who are all I've got. I don't have my dad, he's too busy being up his wife's ass. Why risk it? Love doesnt last forever and I'm too young to go one believing it does.