So this morning, I peeped on my bank account. I almost shat the bed. And all morning, as I did a new job I was unfamiliar with, I wondered what had gone wrong.

Then I checked in with the payroll people, and they explained two things to me.

1. I was missing a days pay because I hadn't been there 30 days to get the stat. (A 'stat' is a paid civic holiday, in this case it was remembrance day, Nov 11)

2. I didn't get the attendance bonus because I punched out two minutes early one day. Upon seeing this, the payroll lady cursed under her breath and shook her head. She then had me sign a form, saying that my next paycheck would be adjusted and I'd recieve it.

So, after hearing this, I was able to calculate a rough idea of what I'd make, and planned a basic budget around it. My findings are:

1. I'll be able to put away roughly $200 a paycheck, barring any fuckups.

2. I'll have roughly $60 to blow on whatever tickles my tallywhacker at the time. (TFU prototypes are showing up on the internet, Wheeljack EEEEEEE)

3. I'll be making enough to take any and all pressure off of Star and giving her the freedom to choose a suitable job.

Now, the reason most of you are actually reading this, Star's job. I know my place, I has no gripes. >3>

Star is always notoriously hard on herself. Good and bad, but sometimes too much bad. So, I took it upon myself to stalk the fuck out of her at work. I noted the following things.

Negatives:

1. Still so quiet. A wee little squeaky kitty with a visor hat. Can't hear shit.

2. Lacking confidence. You see me every day, sometimes naked, sometimes pointing a nerf gun, sometimes both at the same time. It's not necessary to act like I'm plotting to kill you in public. D':

Still, as the day went on, these weren't really something I could bitch about. I could soon hear her across the resturant, and even hear her speaking calmly with a customer who seemed to have a large stick in his rectum. On to the positives.

1. Stayed busy. When a customer came, she hopped in front of the till and stared expectantly. When there were no customers, she cleaned. When there was no cleaning to do, she studied the posters and her surroundings. When she could do none of these...

2. She socialized. I've had many 'work friends'. People you don't care to see outside of work, but like enough to work well with. She gets a few of these, the job will get easier.

3. Quicker on the till. First night I popped in, we fought that till like a motherfucker. Tonight, my order was punched up and being made before I could say 'clown dicks'.

In all seriousness, I believe Star is doing well, and can hack this job. Even I cried my first night of dishwashing, and now I can't live without work. (I tried, I got all fat and pimply). That said, I won't stop her if she quits. She gave it a month, and that's all I asked for. I have a couple of friends who could probably help her get a new job (Cooking, waitressing, painting) if she really truly does not want to stay there. But I'm gonna keep pushing her to work. D:

Anyways, tomorrow's the big move, and there's fresh snow on the ground. Fuck Lethbridge. But it should warm up a bit tomorrow. I say this to warn people that we will be without internet for a couple days. Dec 1st will be the earliest we'll have internet, hopefully nothing will go wrong.