Going back to New Brunswick for 5 days

My grandmother died on Monday, I only heard of it on Tuesday, since I am arrive late too late and I didn't listen to my messages. I took a few days off... at the last minute. I didn't plan to go, but I keep thinking about it and it just didn't make sense not going. So I quickly take the arrangement at my two jobs and I think it's going to be fine.

I was fortunated enough to find a new place to live yesterday. So I don't have to thing of that anymore. I was supposed to catch the bus at 6 this morning to go to NB but I never waked up. The next bus goes at 15h today. It's hard to believe everything that been going on lately. I plan to go Quebec City to see a friend but she's lost her car.

If it wasn't for the place I find yesterday, I was about to move to New Brunswick and leave everything behind. I visit so many dirty and strange place. It's because I don't no Montreal very well. My first visit was around Metro Parc, at Parc Extension. The place wasn't so bad, but the bathroom wasn't so great. And I find it a little bit strange. I couldn't say why. I visit after that a studio on Clark St. Which also wasn't great. Another one was at metro Laurier, but it was in the middle of no where, except for the metro that was close by. I just reply to the guy I wasn't taking it, since I promise to reply. But I think he just page me on my pager, which I shouldn't give to him. I got a few calls to my pager and I just didn't check them.

And I also, last evening, the place that I am taking, and after that, I visit some of a strange place, right across metro Papineau. The building was next to an Erotic thing. It was quite when I visit. But I thaught it could get bad after midnight, I don't know. I arrive at home usually around 10 in the evening, and sometime later than that. It just don't making sense living next to an Erotic or strip lub, whatever it was.

My new place is extra nice, a little bit more expensive, but after visiting the place near Papineau, I call at the nice place right after and I book the deal. I am just tired of visiting and since I am going for a couple of days, I wanted to find something, latest today.

I am having so difficult times these days. I am running everywhere and I can't wait to go. I trully can't wait. And like if it wasn't enough, I have to find someone who will move me and later on December, I have to find a new day job. Could it be easier?

It's seem like not. A bunch of people at the job have similar problem, and even bigger problems than mine. So I am not alone. But for me, it's different, I didn't talk to people about it. I don't like to let people know about my stuff. What a girl there knows for sure is that I am from NB. She began to talk about Montreal-Quebec rivality, and than I told her that there was a Quebec-New Brunswick rivality too. And so on... There's no such thing as a Quebec-New Brunswick rivality but I don't know if she understood the joke because it's was too much hilarious.

And maybe I am finally going to get that hair cut after all.

Being rude by the Tim Hortons guy

I don't know what's going on those days. There's that Tim Hortons close to where I work. I have been going there almost everyday for an evening coffee. And usually, it's the same guy that serve me.

He sound and looks gay, but that don't bother me. What bother me is his manner with me, like he cannot stand seeing me. I have been switching of place, I just can't stand being rude by a gay man.

What happen is that he told me sometime something like: "You again", etc... And when I told him what I want in my coffee, he told me some crazy shift like, I forget what you want and other things like that.

Anyway, I have been buying my coffee at other place around. I only go to Tim Hortons for a meal and I have been worried that he told spit on my meal, just like Eminen do in one of his videa because the guy really don't like me and he is the dumnest gay guy I have ever seen of my life. It's the first time something like that ever happen to me.

I anm not use to gay man, but it was not the kind of man I taught it will be. I taught gay man where all extra friendly with everybody. I guess I was wrong. No more Tim Hortons for me.

My search for a new home continue

I should be stress by now because of this but I am really not. I am so use to move around all the time, I just don't give a damn anymore. I spot a couple of place where I would like to visit this week. I might give a call tomorrow to fix something for Monday evening.

I work this Saturday and Sunday. I just didn't look at nothing this week, I just didn't have time. But I took off for a couple of evening this week so I can get organize. I just can't wait who things will work at the end. I need to move the latest by November. It was by choice. I don't stand anymore cheating for no one. And no one will make be sign a stupid paper if I don't want to sign. But I will prefer to sign a lease, maybe a one year lease for the next place I will find. What happen at the present place where I live is that the owner make me sign after I had move my stuff and I really didn't like the manners and the apartment is kind of old anyway. There's no fan in the bathroom, the wood floor are so old that they don't shine anymore and the walls need to be paint. So there's no big deal.

I won't mind staying in Montreal for another year. I didn't have real difficulties to find myself a job. It's just I have to invest myself more in my search but I am working more than I can right now and it's ok for now.

Working on Thanksgiving day

I have been working from 1 to 9h30. I just hope to see a different in my pay. There's nothing much to say about my day. I wake up late and I went to work and I directly came home after that. I just can't wait for December to come.

Today was quite cold and was wearing sandals. I thing it will only get colder in the days to come and I will need to wear my shoes and I just don't like my shoes, either my coat. I try to save my money right now and it's really not easy. So I decide to buy anything until December. But there's still about 2 months and it will be quite long.

I have learn yesterday that I will have to move because I don't want to sign an agreement with the person who rent me the room where I am right now. It's going to be quick move. But still, I cannot stands the locator and the person I live with. I had to sign a 6 months agreement went I first get there, with all my stuff, and she didn't told me about it before, just when I arrive and I find her really miserable. And I hate the building. The apartment floor are old and the all apartment need to be paint. It's an old aprtment who never get attention from the building.

I will try to find a studio or something small only for me and a new comer, maybe a little cat. It's about time anyway I live on my own. I cannot stands my roomate and her boyfriend and the apartement owner no more longer. I just wonder if I will be able to find something soon. I might go to a cat shulter and find myself a kitty and stay all winter long with it in my new place. The question still remain is where it's going to be.

And it's about time I move along. I will be more than happy to sign a one year lease. I am quite tired moving from place to place with people I don't like. Last time, before here, I was in Brossard and back than, Anna Nicole Smith died and the woman I rent a room to, she was a nurse, told me that Anna Nicole Smith was "une salope" (a slut) and I didn't like it at all because I want to be just like Anna Nicole Smith. If Anna Nicole Smith was a slut, than I want to be a slut just like her.

It make me feel mad because I had a thing for Anna because she was a great entertainer and I felt there was no bad things about her and that she was the sweetest of all. So hearing that she was a slut from a nurse make me feel mad. But she's only a nurse anyway so should I care of what she things about Anna Nicole Smith.

Adventures in the Montreal Metro

I have been taking the metro almost everyday since last June and from time to time, I notice some strange things in the Montreal metro. Montreal metro is dirty, but it might be worst in bigger cities. I notice sometimes water on the ground. It's never too neat. I rather like to travel by car than by metro. The floors are something very gross.

Anyway, in my way back home, once, I notice a man, asking for money. He quickly picks his deodorant that he had in one of his pockets and put some deodorant in front of everybody, which was very disgusting. And he than asked people for some changes. It's the strangest thing I ever seen in my life.

I also saw once a swagman sitting on the sidewalk who actually pees on himself. Some people actually walk through his pee, but I didn't. I just can't stop looking at swagman when I walk around. I also notice some people in wheel chair, in very bad shape, asking for money. But those didn't happen in the metro.

But for in the metro, I notice that person, in his fifty I believe in a wheel chair. He didn't sit up straight in his chair and he was asking for some money. He seems unable to move. The way he was sitting in his wheel chair, you could tell that he was severely handicap. I don't like to see those kinds of thing. Quebec should take care of handicap person. And the other question is how is the ashole who put the handicap person in wheel chair in the metro? The handicap cannot get there by himself that for sure. I saw the same person in a wheel chair this evening in St-Catherine Street.

One day, I will stay near by him and I want to know who is the person who left him there. I just want to take a look of the ashole.

I don't know if there's anything to do about it. Not that I want to change the world. But I had notice the person a couple of times and it's not normal. Maybe the police should be call. I really don't know.

Another incident happens at Berri-Uquam. This time, it was a woman who was crying and saying things. She seems to be confused. She walked around, cry, say things. There was a bunch of people that were looking at her. I didn't move. A man next to me talked to her, and she replied she didn't want of his help, especially coming from a man. Anyway a woman went to the convenience store of the metro and told the man there was a person in need of help.

Other thing that I notice in the metro, sometime homeless gets through a metro and asks people some money. I really hate it.

And it's about it for the strange things in the metro for now.

On my everyday life

I have been working quite long hours these last days and it’s seemed to have too much to write enough, to not say too much.

There's some new comers at the call center where I work and one of them did what I use to do before I was told not to do it anymore: to write at the job. I notice it since he was next too being and writing some stuff. And I was like gees; they let him write when I was told not to write myself. I was quitted shock. But after a while, the supervisor came and asks to talk to him. And after that, the guy didn't write anymore.

I used to write while I was working me too and I kind of miss it. But I don't write anymore while working because I don't want to loose my job. I didn't loose my job and I am still working there. I am only missing about 100 hours to have a raise of 0.50 cents per hour. My rate will be then 10$ pr hour, which is very low for all the effort and energy it take.

For every call, I call to sound smiley and quite happy about the work I do and it take a lot from me and from my time. But the advantages are that I can work evenings and weekends there, so I make me extra money in my pocket.

I am planning a trip in France, maybe in 2008 or something and I would like to go, I don't know how long, so all the extra money is more than welcome. I want to go see the universities I went to and see my old favorite places. In 2008, it will make 4 years that I left France and I am missing it, so I hope I will be able to get back there soon, if not for studies, at least for vacations. But it won't be vacations, it will be for my personal satisfaction, just to go there another time. I used to travel a lot, doing Paris-Montreal-New Brunswick and now I am getting bored. But I would like to see New York. I never went to New York.

What's up

I haven't write for a while, but I have a lot to write about. I saw one more time Michel Tremblay in Mont-Royal. I saw him on St-Denis a Saturday morning, before 10 o'clock in the morning. He was having breakfast outside in a terrasse of a restaurant loated in St-Denis. I noticed him right away. It was the second time I was seeing him. I was quited happy to see him again. I wonder if anybody else recognized him or knew who he is.

I pass quited some time around Mont-Royal because of my job and I just hope to see him again. I took a picture of the place I saw Michel Tremblay for the very first time. I can't wait to post them here.

Also, I meet Brian Mulroney on Sept 16. He was at the Renaud-Bray Library, also located on St-Denis. I buy his autobiography and he sign it to me. He asks me: "C'est pour qui?" And I said: "Pour Julie". And I thanks him and it was about all. I find him quite charming and he has very beautiful deep blue eyes, just like Stephen Harper...

I heard that Jean Chrétien was also planning to write his own biography. I hope he will also come to Renaud-Bray.

I am still working at my bugs thing and call center thing and it's about all for now. I will be quite busy until Decembe 4, which is my last day of work.

And also, I have apply for my Quebec license on September 11. So let's say that I am now officialy became a Quebecker and that really suck... lol

No, it's all that bad. I needed to change my papers for quite some time now and now I am almost all done with everything.

Paris Hilton is downtown in Montreal tonight in a club located in the Old Montreal. I would liked to see her, but I am exhaust. Around 19h, I begin to lost all of my energy after drinking a bad coffee and it's make me break down for the rest of the evening. I work until 21h30, I had stuff to do at home after, but I wasn't able to do it all. I didn't iron my clothes, for example, and I didn't prepared my lunch for the all weeks, for example, and I didn't do my grocery. I didn't do as much and it's annoying.

My new NB pics....

To blog writing to bugs finding

I have one of those crazy weeks. I have been unfortunately hired to a place before being able to fix my hair, so now, it’s too late for me to change my hair color. So I just buy a new hair coloration, the same that I have in my hair right now.

I have been hired as a linguistic tester for a 3 months contract. The business place is the middle of no where and it’s really painful for me to work over there because usually, I am use to walk around during my break and at that place, there bushes all around the place, it’s really awful, and there’s no sidewalk, no Tim Horton and I have to make an hour ride car just to get there. I wake up at 5 in the morning just to go to work. I accept the contract without really knowing what was the job was all about. I didn’t even ask, I just care about the fact that I was having a contract for 3 months, full-time work. I should have asked. Anyway, now I am stuck there for 3 months.

I am not a sexy gamer and I hate video game, I think it’s just the stupidest thing of the world but yeah, it’s cannot be as stupid as been doing massage while not being a massotherapist, I have to confess. Anyway, I hate being in the middle of no where. It’s make me remember why I left NB. I don’t have a too good memory…

Sarah Jessica Parker had horrible hair in the first season of Sex and the City

I am watching Sex and the City right now. I wanted to watch the first episode for a really long time. I never saw it before. And gees, the hair of Jessica are very ugly. I love her usual blond curvy hair, but in the first episode, her hair are too short and they are brown...

And here's coming Mr. Big... They bunch in each other. It's the way they meet. I don't understand the fixation on Mr. Big. He's not that hot. It's just not the type of guy I find sexy.

I don't know if I am going to be able to keep watching the first episode because I am not use to those brown hairs and it's not the Jessica that I like. I pay too much attention to hair and small details. It's make me remember that I have to change my hair color before I begin my new job this week. I just hope it's going to work out.

Not for the job... for the hairs... lol

New hair, new job... It's going to be a hot September.

It's good to be back!

Finally, a two days vacation in New Brunswick has been long enough for me! I wouldn't stay any much longer, since I was working on Monday 27. I received a bunch of negative comments coming from the family saying that I haven’t been around for a while, that I haven’t been visiting since the grandfather died, etc…. Well, it was only for 2 days and it was only for my license, but I couldn’t tell them that so I just shut out. I never really speak to them that much anyway. I needed to renew those licenses. Now, I have a brand new NB license valid until 2011... And on September 11, I will have, or I hope I will have a Quebec license. I haven't been able to get an appointment earlier. Things are so complicated here in Quebec. You need an appointment for almost everything here in Montreal and it's quite annoying. It’s complicate to see a financial advisor, a doctor, an accountant, everything. I cannot do my things at the last minute. I have to organize and I hate that.

I have a new piece of ID. It's just from that year that ID pictures have been put mandatory for NB license. Now, everyone have to have their picture taken. In my previous license, I didn't get the pic taken because my mother who renew it for me, since I was in France back then and that ID license pic were not mandatory. Maybe one day recycling will be mandatory in NB. NB is not too modern.

I look at my ID pic and I definitely need a hair cut and a new coloration. I might look better with darker hair. It' now my new obsession. I just cannot stand it any more. I have been waiting for so long. For the coloration, it's ok, I have a new one that I buy previously and it's ready to be use, but I didn’t do the coloration. It’s like having food in my fridge and not doing my lunch for dinner. I can be very lazy some time.

I didn't have a hair cut like I was expecting in NB. I have been too busy taking pictures around. I don’t expect to go there for Christmas so I fully load my camera. I buy a new card and I can take as much as 3 000 pictures. I didn’t take as much as 3 000, maybe around 300. Sunday has been a beautiful day so I have been able to take a lot of pics. My home backyard is pretty as always. It's even prettier during summer time. I have been able to go to my grandfather house and I took a bunch of pics too there. I didn't download them into my computer yet.

On Sunday, my mother has the bright idea to celebrate my birthday with the family, even if it was on Monday. I find it quite strange. I haven't been home for 2 years and I wasn't expecting to see anyone. I didn't want to see them. I never celebrate my birthday with them and I ask myself why those losers where there, celebrating my birthday. My mother had paid for 2 big pizzas. The pizza was free for them, for the family, so I assume they'd come over for the free pizza and it’s just amused me.

It's not that I want to be mean to them, but it's just that after eaten the pizza, they left so quickly that my mother had forget about the cake she had in the fridge for me. I didn't know about the cake so I didn't say anything. I said goodbye to everybody and I was happy to see them leaving so early, without having a piece of cake. Anyway, after everyone left, my mother told me that she had forgotten about the cake and that I could have a piece if I wanted. I eat a chocolate cake watching "Les pages de notre amour" movie that was playing at Radio-Canada that night and I had a beer. I won't forget about that birthday that's for sure. I am just happy to be some place else for now.

Nothing have change, everything all the same over there in NB and I was happy to leave and I couldn’t wait for Monday to come because I was working at my day and evening job on August 27. It was great to tell myself that it was ok, that I could leave because I have my jobs and I told to myself that everything was going to be fine now.

Reitmans clothes look good on me

I was reading Internet news yesterday when I learn that a Montreal organization was giving Hollywood Jeans and clothes coming from Reitmans to poor people during two days this week.

Since I like Reitmans, the news just catch my eyes. I understand the necessity to give new clothes to the poorest because it’s cost a lot. And even the poorest cannot feel great wearing only clothes coming from L’Armée du Salut. If I would be poor, I would appreciate receiving free new clothes, especially from Reitmans, since I like that store. I also like Suzy Shier, La Baie and Sears when it comes to buy clothes.

I went shopping last night and I believe I won’t need to buy anything else for a while.

Michel Tremblay on Plateau Mont-Royal: was it really him?

I work on a very nice area, near St-Denis. They have all kind of restaurants there. I use to look at pictures of authors very often since I study literature at the university and I am quite familiar with Michel Tremblay figure and throat because I know he had suffer from a cancer or something on his throat and his throat is quite particular. Maybe because he had received an operation or something. I don’t know.

I just notice it before. And also his short hair and round glasses. Anyway, I was coming back from Tim Hortons when I saw that man, a look alike Michel Tremblay. I stare at him twice and he looks after me too. I didn’t take the chance to say hello I just look at him twice. When I think about it, I think it was really him. For now on, I just bring my digital camera whatever I go and I will take pic and send them to Allo Police lol! Michel Tremblay is a French Quebec author, for those reading this and don’t know.

If I am lucky, I might see one day Eric Lapointe because from what I know, a colleague of mine saw him drunk near a bar in Mont-Royal, really near from where I work. That’s hot!

I love my grandfather craps

I was just looking once again at the pic I post on my blog, the one name My grandfather backyard and I find it funny because the thing I love most about that home, it's all the things he had stock there, all the craps, like I like to call it.

After he pass away, a lot of things have been move, unfortunately. Now, it's like is spirit done. I was used to look at thje backyard and find it super cool all the metal pieces and things that was lying there. My mom told me that the place have been clean and it's really too bad because when he died, in December 2006, I didn't get the chance to take good pictures of the place because it was too dark outside. I have a cheap digital camera and I need a good sun to be able to take good pics. I might buy another one, with another card too one day, because I cannot put too much pics into the memory card I have right now.

There's an old building in by grandfather backyard that I would like to catch before it get destroyed... It's a good thing after all I go to NB this weekend.

Family as$%!

When enough is enough, I call it quite, I call it quite on my job last June, I call it quite on my family and on the friend I have left there in NB. One friend only, well it’s not that bad. She’s still living there, have a baby and a husband who cannot make a living for himself.

I wonder when things began to change for her and all of us. For her, it might have been when she starts having sex with him, I believe. Sex can change a girl sometimes. It drive me sick because she was really beautiful and now, she’s all skinny, she wants to please him and her social life must really suck because he came from a family of 12. Family reunion must really suck and Christmas too, too much things too buy, too much anniversaries, etc. Anyway, I wouldn’t change my life for her. For nothing at all.

I was thinking of a bunch of things lately and maybe things were meant to be that way. I mean, what a girl should do when her own father and aunt go for some hunting in a area very close to Montreal and they don’t even stop to say hello… It was the incident who cut it off. I wasn’t in pain when it arrived, I just call it quite. I was piss off. I have a bad temper and that’s what who save me I believe. No more family mathers to me. I enjoy my life now. Being far away have help me in many ways.

One day in NB and another one in Quebec City

I just remember why I couldn't stand my mother too much! I kind of forget it along the way, since it's been almost 2 years since I didn't see any member of my family. She's doing camping and want to sleep there this Friday night, the night I am suppose to arrive to NB. That doesn't bother me, the only thing is that she doesn't have a phone there. She just kept asking m when I will arrive. Well, I will arrive when I will arrive! I won't be able to call when I arrive.

I work until 16h30 this Friday. I when to go to Beri-Uquam as soon as possible, take the first bus who goes to Quebec City. From there, I go to Rivière-du-Loup, and from Rivière-du-Loup, my hometown. Anyway, she doesn't seem to care about the fact that I will make my way to Berri, I could take the bus at 18 like not. Who know's if the bus will be full and that I have to take the next bus. Why things have to be so complicated with her? Why is she so miserable?

Come on, we didn't see each other for about 2 years now and if it wasn't about those license, I swear to god that I wouldn't go. I enjoy much more Quebec City. I have a friend there and it's always there where I go whenever I have a chance.

Anyway, I know that she could not show up at the bus station. So I am mentally prepared for that and I really don't give a damn no more.

I plan to stay one day only in NB. I decide that today, since my mom won't even sleep at home for me, why should I try to please her and stay 2 long days at home knowing that I don't like my hometown that much. It's going to be an exhausting and long weekend. I am just hoping my friend in Quebec City will be free this Sunday. If not, I will go directly to Montreal after fixing my license problem.

I buy my bus ticket to NB… and it cost me 150$!!!!

A bus ticket to my hometown is quite expensive, especially when you know that I am going for just a weekend. The bad news is I am missing two days of work, and there’s a 150$ somewhere that’s already gone. Not gone, I should say, but put in my credit card. I haven’t visit for more than a year now and I believe I will get back with some awesome pics. I heard that my license could be renew by another person, but to do so, I needed to write down a letter and say that person can renew my license for me. I am going anyway. My license is freaking my out right now, like a bunch for things. I had a hard time passing the tests drive and everything and back than, I follow the courses and everything that I pay with my own money and gees, I cannot stand the idea that I could loose them.

Ever try to get unemployment benefits? I hate paperwork. I hate it so much that I didn’t send my application yet for the reserve. I am getting lazy, but it’s like I am having something bad inside me and I can help it, I cannot do more than what I am doing now. The taught of paperwork and the taught of having to hold guns just make me back off. I still have the paper. I might complete then another time, when I will suffer from a lack of work. But at another time.

So far in my live, it never happen to me when I was away, but now, maybe because of exhaustion, I want to go back home and I would like to be able to stay there for a while and maybe work at the WalMart or something…. (because we have or WalMart too). We also have Zellers and other stores.

In the meantime, I organized all my things. I had lot to do to put my things in order so I did that this week, and I am not all done yet. I still have a birth certificate and a medical card to renew. I was so tired today. All those little things exhaust me. I hate paperwork. I now wonder why I get now everything organizes so well. I remember it’s because of those 16 weeks of work that they are coming next week, starting from next Monday. I am so annoy. I receive another call today for a job, I didn’t reply to it yet. I am having those 16 weeks of extra full-time, I don’t want nothing else for now. I don’t know what to do. I never know what to do.

When I will be in NB, I will get my hair cut. I am scare of getting them cut here, I don’t know any hairdresser. And for the color, I decide not to change it since my mother, the last time she saw me, I had the same hair color I have now so it’s better if I don’t change it now, so it won’t surprise her too much. Her and all the other. And I know she’s going to hate my long hair.

I might bring my clarinet on my way back. I kind of miss the sound of it. I try to get some clarinet course here in Montreal. I am too into work, job searching and everything that come in between and it’s make me believe sometimes that I might spend the rest of my life searching for jobs… I would like to know what’s wrong with me, because I would like to do something else than job searching for a while. I have something for the next 14 weeks, 3 months and a half. After that, I could disappear. I would like to work intensively for a long period of time and than being free of doing what I want and just go home and watch TV.

NB to Quebec license

What’s good about me is that I am good at taking risk and I take decisions very quickly. Also, when I have enough of something, I just call it quite! I am just thinking of that job I quite this last June. Its make me laugh. If it wasn’t for that, I have gone to PEI this summer. But that doesn’t really matter. I don’t really like to travel and spend my money. I just buy myself for about 80$ of clothes I need at Reitmans and it’s driving me crazy. I don’t like to spend my money, even on basic need. I had too because my summer skirts are all messy and my jeans are old and ugly.

And when I was shopping I look at the mirror in the cabin and I look at myself, naked, only with my panties and my bra. I wasn’t please by what I look at. I gain weight and I need to change my hair color for a darker one because the one I have is not good on me anymore and I also need a hair cut. My hairs are way too long and they didn’t get cut since December 2006. That’s when my grandfather died. It’s why I remember my last hair cut.

Something bad (because I am not all good) about me is that I am bad with paper work. Last time, far the taxes, I did it on the last day. I just couldn’t do it before the last day it was just too much for me, I wanted to do it at the last minute. Because of me again, I have a dilemma right now. I have my New Brunswick license that will expire by the end of August and I don’t know what do to about it.

I have, on the date of today, arranged something so my NB license will become a Quebecer one. But it will be only at the beginning of September. But by then, my NB license will be expiring. Anyway, I have what I deserve because I only take care of that matter today since I begin to worry. That thing is giving me a headache and since it’s looking like I am going to be here for quite a time, I have to change everything and become a real Quebecker… Its make me sick. Lol

The only thing I see is too call if I can have a new license without having to go to NB. If not, I will have to go in a hurry next weekend and I hate that through I don’t want to go. My mother would want to see my grand-father grave and I don’t want too. Can things can be more simple? Anyway, if I need to go, I won’t miss a day of work during week days because the service for the license in my town is open Saturday morning. But I will miss Saturday and Sunday. I usually work on Saturday and Sunday. Do I need to become a Quebecer?

Another interview nightmare

I have been lucky and unlucky at the same during the last couple of weeks. I went to one interview that completely scares me. It was through a staffing agency and it was for a replacement. The other girl who occupied the position previously was left for a sick leave. That’s what the person at the staffing agency had told me. I was soon going to learn why that girl had left for a sick leave. I sympathize with her.

I wasn’t too pleased by having to replace someone and not be able to know when the contract will end, but I went to the interview any way. And it was a nightmare.

I arrive at time. Then I met one person, and we wait a little for another person that had to come. I was going to work for that person. Anyway, the interview was ok until one of the interviewers asks me something like: “If there’s an emergency at work and you have to stay but you have an appointment to see a doctor, what do you do? Do you go to your appointment or you stay at work to deal with the emergency?”

I new I had to answer that I have to stay at the job… Interviews are interviews and I quite didn’t know what to answer because I just dislike the question. So I answer that I didn’t have a doctor here in Montreal and that I was liked never sick anyway, so I barely never see a doctor… And then, they answer to me, but when we will be done with you, maybe you will need one…

And they were laughing. I find them both very disrespectful. They later on apologize, saying it was only a joke. Then I told to myself, the other girl didn’t leave for nothing. I couldn’t even imagine myself working with them. I was terrified and wanted to go home. I had to calm down.

Anyway, I didn’t get the job and even if I will have it, I would have refused it. I prefer even not to work that work with people making the most unpleasant jokes of the world. Get off!

I don't want to be a cleaning lady no more...

I am giving up on my cleaning job!!! I didn't enjoy it very much at the end. The ads I post in Kijiji expires a couple of days ago and I have been tired of cleaning the mess of other for almost nothing at all.

I have been working on other thing like crazy and it's look like I won't have to worry for jobs until December 2007. So I am very happy. I begin to dislike being a cleaning lady when one of my client lay-off me because, from what he said to me, I was too slow. Anyway, the poor guy wasn't brave enough to say it face-to-face, he wrote me an email, with his professional email. Anyway, I was about to write to the company he's working for because he wrote me with his business email during business time for a purpose having nothing to do with his work. I never had the chance to do so and I kind of gave up on that idea.

I could sound mean, but at that time, I really need the money and I would have appreciate at least one week of advice, so he could gave me the chance to post new ads and get another client. but there's some people like that who are socially disrespectful and treat their cleaning lady like nothing at all. 120$ at the end of a month, when you need that much, it's make a difference. Anyway, I am doing ok now. Working like crazy.

And because I have diplomas, I couldn't just stay at cleaning jobs that I had by posting ads, it's just didn't make any sense. Anyway, let's say I am doing ok so far. Not bad for a New Brunswicker after all.