finally, I am quitting my job. It feels so good to say that. The main reason is because of baseball coming up. They wanted to compromise (ya cuz i am such an asset to the company) but i said no, because i know how crazy baseball season gets. Oh the funny thing was that the moment where i was approaching my boss to give him my two weeks notice, he coincedentally wanted to give me a raise. This was before i asked to quit. funny huh?

 well i dont have too much to look forward to this weekend, except maybe my friend michaels birthday party sat. night. The other cook at the pizza place is on vacation this weekend. This means I will be closing every night. this really sucks because i come in at four everyday and leave at ten thirty and eleven thirty on friday and saturday (btw weekend inculdes thursday for vacationing cook). I'm getting tired of this job, I know that I'm making close to 800 a month working these hours, but they cut into my social life to the point where it doesnt seem worth it, however i cannot seem to bring myself to ask for less hours because i get a somewhat thrill or sense of accomplishment everytime I look at my hours logged into the computer. 57 hrs will be going on this next check (i get paid twice a month so thats two weeks worth).....I guess i am setting myself up for a work-aholic life

technically this is my first entry...whatever...im sure i dont need to do that lame stuff where i introduce myself to the entire website, cuz most of the ppl reading this are my friends and family..

anyways as i was saying:

work has been kinda stressful lately. let me explain. there are three cooks that work at pizza guys now, me, ryan, and this new guy ramond. ray is reallllllly reallllly slow. i mean like he takes forever to complete simple pizzas, and he cant seem to follow directions, being the second head chef there, i feel like i have to babysit this kid into doing the job right. we will probably fire him anyways so im not trippin about it. i got a raise....wooooo hooo, only because minimum wage went up fifty cents, ya i know, im rolling in the dough now (no pun intended).