You gonna eat that?

I feel like I am immune to awkward situations in life.

My girlfriend and I went to dinner with her family, and it was certainly "GUESS WHO'S COMING TO DINNER.". It's a far shame, really, when the step-mother didn't even glance my way. Actually, her step-mother is about the only racist one there. But she's more of a situational racist: racist only when the time calls for it.

At any rate, I had a blast. I played with the young kids, talked with the girlfriend, ate food paid for me at a chinese buffet and and a general good time. The step mother didn't.

She didn't glance at me once when I said "hi" to her. And from that point, she ignored my existence.

Most people would be offended by such an asshole move but, I see it as this: she had to make a conscious effort the entire dinner party to ignore me, while I was free to roam around and have fun. I was restricted as to what direction my head could swivel, but oh, she was. You could feel the silent rage building up inside her as I talked around her. Great times, I tell you.

At the end, she did one of those goodbyes you give to everyone. It seem to stop a little short when she realize she had inadvertently included me within the hello bubble.


In worser news, I suppose, Bergners is giving me 3 hour long shifts for 5 days in a row. I'm not made of gas, and I live a good 30 minutes away. With the drive back, that's an hour about worth of gas. I get 20 hours a week, but with the gas I waste, it doesn't make sense.

Why could I not have those shifts crammed together? I was told that the computer does it like that because it puts people in where they are needed.

...but others seem to have full shifts. Oh! It's because you don't care! That's why!

I hate to leave a job so soon, but I can't afford coming to work for a whopping 3 hours to dick around and fuss people out of the store at closing time. Back to job searching I go.