do not call anyone your father on earth, for one is your father, the heavenly one

hi! this is erin calling from the prince george free press! i was hoping to speak to the person in charge of your advertising!

egads. i hate sales. i hate the phone. and i really hate selling things over the phone. other than that, work is fabulous.

i'm not working at the embroidery place anymore. they didn't want me to have two jobs. they need someone who can be more flexible than that. that's fine. it was a stupid job anyway. so now i am pretty much exclusively at free press, other than a little cleaning on the weekend. and it's going alright. the people i work with are wonderful. they are friendly and forgiving and willing to help me. par ejamplo, today i was miserable because i had decided that i couldn't do this job and that i am a terrible salesperson and that i want to quit. and then dave (my boss) gave me a new project to work on and said i did very well on the last one considering i was completely new at it. so then i felt better.

and guess what my new project is... come on, guess... you're wrong. it's a worship services directory. serious. tomorrow i have to go to all the churches and get them to advertise with us. that's gonna be weird.

here's a blip of conversation from my office this afternoon regarding that:

dave: tomorrow you can phone all the churches and set up times to visit them.
judy: they're going to tell you to come back sunday morning.
dave: you'll have to tell them you're someone they wouldn't want to come back on sundays... like heidi, or someone who's sold their soul to the devil.
heidi: or a jw. hee hee.

mwahahahahahahaha. little do they know...

well, they do know, now.