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An Interesting Investigation
Monday went really well.
My background investigator seems super cool. It didn't take very long to get through what we needed to. She took my picture, I had to drop drawers and take a pic of my tattoo for her. She asked me questions about my background packet. Verified information. I think it went well.
There might be a few glitches.
1) I have to try to retrieve a copy of my diploma from college. I couldn't find either of my diplomas- my high school district office said the original and only copy is given to the graduate. I can order a copy of my college diploma for $10, so I'll be doing that.
2) They ask you questions about drug use, that includes the use of prescription drugs that aren't prescribed to you that you've used. I remembered after I put it on my background and talked to the investigator Monday that I did use some Ambien that my mom gave me when I went through a rough patch and couldn't sleep. Mum and I deduced that it couldn't have been more than a half dozen pills over a 3 month or so period, and I'd take a half pill at a time. It's no big deal as far as I'm concerned but I do have to let her know about that before my polygraph on the 13th.
3) There are a couple of things I'm not eager about. That they talk to my ex-boyfriend, the Liar. That eventually they have to talk to people at my current job. The job I loathe even more than my job with the motel. I'm actually less concerned about the ex-boyfriend- I just don't like the fact that they have to remind his horrible, loathesome brain of our shitty worthless relationship. I'm more concerned about what this shit job is going to say about me.
I'm concerned because today I had two deposits come back with errors. The errors are stupid paperwork mistakes- the deposits are fine- I just screwed up the deposit slips. They make a HUGE deal out of this. They are going to have us all sign papers that both workers on duty have to count the deposit. I'd just like to point out, that this would not have stopped the two mistakes I made. But they're too stupid to realize that. It's just a chance to belittle us- which is something they do every opportunity they get. I'm concerned that these fucked up people could take my chances away.
I am not going to be a happy camper if that happens. Not. At. All.
Otherwise, I feel I have a very good chance. I also happen to know a background investigator now. One of my good friends I met through the net but see and talk to from time to time is a cop. He got promoted to Sgt. but got injured- so now he's doing backgrounds. I'm pretty sure he's on my background information- however he stressed he'd like me to make sure they contact him. So I think when I email the investigator about that Ambien, to sweeten it a little, I will probably also bring him up.
I hate my job.
In other news, I'm taking Sway to the vet tomorrow for a check-up and surgery consult. See if he thinks he can remove some of her masses so she can get around better. If so, that won't happen until after I get back from Arizona.
I do need my vacation. Badly.
I'm almost done with book seven of A Series of Unfortunate Events.
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