Settling~

The final stages of transitioning from the old to the new are under way. All that's left to do is to clean the old place and turn in the keys and I shall forever be done with Brittany Manor. The place was a hell-hole. I believe only 3 people knew where I lived at for the last 6 months. Everyone else was left in the dark. Even my own family didn't know where I lived. Once March begins, I will no longer be embarrassed to show people what I call "home." There are many plans for the new place. I've been scoping out a bunch of funiture (or accent furniture) to enhance the contemporary look I'm aiming for. Once I get that awesome-o futon from Target, a nice TV stand, and a portal to my slumber-sanctuary, it'll start to look pretty schway. All that follows is a nice coffee table, some bar stools, a 40" HDTV, and a next-gen system (preferably a PS3 since it'll double as a blu-ray player), I plan on throwing a long-overdue house-warming party. How long, you may ask? About 6 years overdue~

With moving and other purchases that had to be made, I'm sad to see my savings disappear. After receiving my tax returns, I was quite happy to see that I was able to get it at the desired minimum. The car-fund was finally under way. I was intent on not touching that savings for a good while. But due to the holiday that came about this month, not to mention Restaurant Week (Rodizio's is the SHIT by the way), and a replacement PS2 for the lady (her dad intends on paying me back), my credit card has taken a turn for the worse. So, with that said, "Goodbye, savings account" as it found its way into paying off the credit card. Rent's coming up in a few days and I get paid tomorrow. That means the majority of my paycheck will go into the new residence and my savings will have to be placed in the back seat. This will not derail me from making my promise of getting a car this year. I've promised myself that it WILL happen. I made getting this new apartment happen (and many know how I long I wanted this place and how much it seemed like an impossiblity), I can make getting a car happen. It can...It will~

Once I'm all moved in, I will definitely have to find a new job. Sure, many people are concerned about the economy/job market and the wise thing to do is to try and keep the current job a person has. I believe that to be all good and whatever but last weekend, I ran into a possible robbery and I'm not too thrilled to be employed as a financial saint (or devil if you prefer). The story goes as follows:

On Friday night towards closing, one of our main branches was robbed at gunpoint. The following morning, 3 centers (not necessarily CN2C but other similar services) were hit by the same people all before 12PM. Hearing of this news, I jotted down any information from 18008 and watched for anything suspicious out my window. I needed to make a bank run. Upon returning from my errand, I made 1 or 2 passes around the parking lot to make sure I didn't see anything that might resemble anything from the description given to me. As I pull into a parking spot, this SUV pulls right in front of the store and waits idle as a guy comes out of the passenger seat (as if on a mission) and heads for the main door. I'm sitting in the truck as I'm watching this guy try to forcibly enter the center. After several attempts, he angrily gets inside the SUV and they drive off~

Now, I know some of you may be thinking "What if it was just a customer that needed to take out a loan?" I thought that too but if it were really a customer, they would know that a transaction isn't exactly in-and-out so there would be no reason for any car to be running idle. Secondly, if at first, the door is locked, there's no reason for the customer to repeatedly try to force the door open with all his strength. Not to mention, the culprits matched the description of the individuals who were conducting the robberies across the area. I don't know about the general public, but I'm not really too thrilled about getting held at gun-point while on the job. Unless I'm in the armed forces, law enforcement, or fighting space aliens, there is no reason at all to be anywhere near a firearm let alone have one pointed at me. I need out of there and fast~

As always (I believe it'll remain a forever constant much like the pythagorean theorum), anything's better than the bookstore. If you get the chance, go to http://www.mscd.edu/~themet/ and look for the article entitled "Sales Staff Shocked By Firings."

Currently: not looking forward to cleaning the old place~