Maybe Moe's might make me manager?

It's been a while since I last blogged. The hunt for a second or full-time job isn't going very well, but things are good at Moe's.

Since I got my own vehicle I've gotten bolder in asking Marc, my manager, to show me what more I can learn to do in order to make things easier for him. One thing I had in mind was caterings. Usually it's either Marc or Alyson that delivers the caterings, but since I also have a license, I asked what needs to be done in order for me to be able to take them myself, since I know that both Marc and Alyson prefer to be able to stay at the store and help there.
Marc took my request and not only offered to let me ride along a few times, but he showed me how to prepare the catering the night before, and soon he is going to show me how to take the order over the phone, so I will be able to take care of a catering from phone order to set up, to delivery. I'm very excited!

Escalators exasperate everyone.

I hurt my knee yesterday, and <-- yonder photo shows what it now looks like - at the end of the second day!
I don't have much else to talk about, so I'll stop typing now.
I mean it. I'm going to stop now.
I need to stop. I'm getting grossed out by this picture.
I'm going to stop looking at it.
I will. Now.
Any time now.

Frustratingly Confusing Communication Failures

Crystal and I seem to be having trouble with communication sometimes.

Last night she told me that she needs to work on her homework so I won't be able to see her until Sunday. Fine. I decided Thursday would be convenient to see a movie that Crystal wouldn't be interested in.

I decided that I would see Watchmen after I got off work. Crystal isn't a geek like I am, she's usually simply indulgent in that area, so I figured she wouldn't be interested at all in that movie.

I texted Crystal after I clocked off and I even told her exactly what movie I planned to see and when. She said "enjoy your movie", and that was it.

After my movie is over (2.5 hours later), and I'm on my way home, Crystal mentions that she wishes I hadn't seen that movie because she wanted us to watch it together.

Hold on, what?

There is no reason she couldn't have simply told me BEFORE I saw the movie! She could have mentioned it looking intriguing when she saw the trailer, or she could have said something when I told her I planned on seeing it this afternoon. I could have picked another movie to see (Street Fighter IS still playing), or I could have just gone home and played video games, more than content to wait to see Watchmen with her.

I hope Crystal understands that knowing she didn't speak up and afford me the pleasure of waiting to see it with her upsets me more than her possibly "ruining my plans".