Friday, Nov. 23, 2001 - 8:14 p.m.
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I think whatshisname has lost interest in me.

Whatshisname? You know. (And if you don't know, you're not supposed to.) Yeah.

He used to make fun of me in that flirting kinda way. Now he just ... makes fun of me.

Stupid boys.

Damnitalltohell.

I don't know how much longer I'll have this job. The manager pulled me aside today to inform me that she felt I was a slower learner than her average trainee (yes, she used those words, too), and that because it was Christmas and we needed to be fast, wrapping and stocking and wrapping some more and bagging and changing, and WHATEVER ... she said that I'd basically be of no use to her and the store ... but not to "take offense". Of course not. And I didn't, to be honest. She said that she'd try me out for a few more days to see how it goes. Sure.

I don't do well under pressure AT ALL. I'm not liking my chances of keeping this job.

Sometimes I feel so incompetent.

I'm told I'm unusually bright ... but it's hard to believe when sometimes I can't even compete with the thickest, most moronic of people. Every time I've had a job of some sort, I've felt that way.

Maybe I'm just defective.


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