I normally don't get anywhere near that many.....

This may or may not be inspired by the fact that I've been listening to way too much dark Romantasy music.

Human! Rocky x Human! Adrian, Adrian is Royalty, and Rocky is their darkly devoted lover. Like, would do heinous shit without being asked to, just to make sure Adrian stays theirs.

Am I cooking with this? Is it good? Am I allowed to feed y'all this?

Also, who wants the link to the song that inspired this thought?

Got a new job, put in my two weeks at my current job on Sunday, stating that my absolute last day is the 19th.

Start my new job on the 20th.

My old one wants to rehire me in a higher position with more benefits, higher pay, and a lot more responsibility.

My current job is begging me to take more hours, but I currently can't.

Anyway, making a (rather small) move, to a town literally about half an hour away (or less, depending on traffic). And my old manager at my old job got promoted, and is now a DM. Her and the GM at my old store (who was the AM when I left) have been trying to convince me to come back. Like, almost immediately after I left.

And now, since one of my current coworkers is MIA, my current place of employment suddenly wants to give me the hours that I've been asking for for two months.

So, it's gonna be really fucking funny when I update my resume, and get WTF looks from future employers about what the hell happened, because A is so not gonna point to B.

I actually started reading Project Hail Mary. And for the love of all that is good and sacred, I rediscovered my love of reading.

I'm not very far into the book. My library only had the large print available, because the only two regular copies both have a 40+ person long wait list. Anyway, I'm 45 of 673 pages in (again, large print copy), and I....

Leave it to this amnesiac scientist to A) rekindle my love of reading, and B) remind me why I love nerds (not that I'm not one myself, but I digress).

I love it so far. We haven't even met Rocky yet. This man still does not remember his own name. He's been fully awake for less than 24 hours. And damn it, I already love him.

I haven't written in months. The ideas come, good lines come occasionally.

But nothing, not one iota or spark of anything else shows up.

I feel like I'm dying inside, and the only way to live is to get it all down, but...

Nothing comes.

It's not that it needs to be perfect. It's just.... Not there.

And the screams echo in my head, but nothing comes of it. When faced with the page, the screams turn to silence. And it feels like it's all for nothing and yet, the screams and the silence are one.

I got a haircut. Three quarters of my head is shaved. I'm very happy.

So, like most people that I know around my age, I don't answer my phone if I don't know the number. Especially if they pull that "Let's call once and then call back when we don't get an answer and then never leave a voicemail."

Well, I'm moving and I applied for a couple of jobs. Mostly ghosting, but that's how the job market is. But, I get an interview with one place. It's not too far from where I'm moving, pay is decent. Not a bad gig. So, I go in, I do the interview, and I get the job. Like, manager hired me right then and there.

Should have been my first red flag.

Red flag number 2? A number I don't know, calls me back to back once a day. No voicemail.

I have a philosophy. If it's important, they'll leave a voicemail. I even have it in my answering message. "If it's important, leave a message, and I will get back to you." No message, whatsoever.

I have already done my onboarding, told them I would put in my two weeks at my current job to be professional, and everything. Manager says he's 100% okay with that. Says he'll call me. He never calls. Or so I think.

Well, I called the store today. Very professionally asked when we were going to schedule training and start dates, mentioned putting in my notice at my current job.

This is the part that pisses me off. Y'all, when I tell you that this is a new one, even for me, and I almost flipped shit on the phone....

According to the manager, he TEXTED me, and I "should have put his number in my phone". Not the store number. HIS PERSONAL NUMBER. I never received a text of any kind, and I say as much. Well, he rattles off his number, and it's the same damn one that's been calling me and not leaving a voicemail. I, very understandably, even though I'm aware my opinion is biased, made a comment about there never being a voicemail.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MOTHER FUCKER SAID?

"Well, I shouldn't have to leave a voicemail, you should have just known."

Like, first of all, I didn't get your texts, second of all, that's completely unprofessional.

So, now, I'm left with less than two weeks at the current job because moving prevents my stay, and no job for when I get to where I'm going. So, I have to hope I find something in less than two weeks.