Miss Wilhelmina

The Blueberry Cheesecake. Bow.

I promised myself and my sibs that I’d get us some once I sign the contract for my regularization. Well, just this morning, at approximately seven something, my Team Lead called me to her station and she was pretty busy at the time, and was even catering to one of my team mates’ request for a supervisor call. She had me sit down at her desk and let me sign the contract, showed me how much my salary increase is, oriented me in a bunch of company policies, and well, with how busy everybody was at the time and with her still talking on the phone to an irate customer, she really didn’t have the time to discuss everything one by one. But then again, I have already read and I’m pretty much familiar with most of the company policies, so I went ahead and signed the job offer. So looks like I’m a regular now.

I’m gonna go ahead and call Monica and get that Blueberry Cheesecake ready for my little brother and sister and me, of course. I just wish my mom and dad were around though. Oh well, life’s tough like that. Hmmm, a boyfriend around would be nice too, but then again, life is that tough.

Anyway, I’ve also just checked on my log records at work and I counted the number of days that I’ve been working nonstop. 18 days with my rest days filed as overtimes. Dang! But, as long as the pay iis good this coming payday, I’m not complaining. Like my brother said, “Tch, workaholic.”