Yup....the public (especially the Canuck public) want to know!!!

*shoves mike in Argon's mug (face!)*

So, Mandi....tell us....we want to know, how is NB life compared to SK life? Details please!

- job info

- living arrangement info

- people info

- shopping info

- town info (where the heck are ya livin' in NB anyways?)

- boyfriend info (most important!)

Any regrets? Happy? Content? Satisfied? DETAILS DETAILS!!!!

Sadly yes, we are a nosy bunch. (to be completely honest though, Cloe and CanadaSunshine put me up to this!). I'm merely the one who chose the short stick!!!

:scared: :)

Way to Go Mandi ! 100lbs ! WOW, That is Great, You are almost there!

Thanks guys and Dawn, uh... 150 lbs in less time than ME! I'm not YOUR hero! 28lbs left for you! I bet your before and afters would be amazing! *cough, cough - where ARE they?!*

And to answer that question - yeah, she does do a different job that me. It's more responsibility, and I'm sure she deserves it and or earns it. At least now, I don't have to feel bad if she has to stay late, or whatever. Just last night, I came home for dinner, and was going to go back to work and help her out... I didn't have to, I wasn't asked to, it wasn't my fault anything was behind. But I felt bad for her. Then I got to comfortable at home, and figured, screw it. She got herself into this mess.

I was mad/peeved up til today, because she was being paid LESS than me, doing something with more responsibility, but would NOT say anything about it. She didn't want to give them the wrong impression (I had just found out that she's been paid less, a couple days ago).. or whatever, so was just going to do NOTHING about it. So I figured, whatever, let her suffer if she doesn't have the guts to bring this to their attention. Then, they come to her and tell her that they thinks she needs to be earning more. I think I am making the right ummm...ratio to someone in her position, so I shouldn't have a problem. But she just got there, they made up this job for her, and she's making more!! I'm jealous. I admit it. I lost more inches though... :heh:

Ahhh... whatever. I've got some thinking to do.

Of course you can reach your goal. You work damn hard at it...you go to the gym, you make the right food choices...why wouldn't you? You'll make it and we'll all celebrate Lapband style!!!!

As far as the work situation goes...things like this happen when people with big mouths start talking about their salaries. I know it’s tough when you make less than someone you helped get a job there. Remember they hired her because of her connection to you. Try to keep your chin up and thank the higher ups that you can leave work and have a life after hours. Stay at the gym a little longer and use the time to take care of yourself. Think of it as prep work for your next promotion and/or raise. Make sure you always have wonderful things to say about her and try to stay positive when she talks about her success. You could also ask your supervisor about any additional projects that you could possibly take on. This type of proactive approach is seen as being a "team player" of the best kind. You may want to have a few ideas to present when you talk to them but be sure to leave them with the impression that this would be of benefit to them and that you are suggesting this because you appreciate your company and see areas where they could improve. Your raise and promotion could be just around the corner. Everyone you meet with and talk to throughout the day is a chance to demonstrate your abilities, show off your winning personality (even if all you want to do is rip their smug head off) and present your killer features (ass, boobs, waist or perfectly arched eyebrows-whatever is sexy that day). This may be a little simplistic but the old adage "kill ‘em with kindness" does work. I tend to do the opposite which hasn’t served me well. I just can’t seem to keep my big mouth shut. I stick my foot in my mouth all the time…I feel like I’m flying high when I tell that so and so how his/her behaviour is wrong but then feel pretty crappy when they fire my ass.

So basically forget what I’ve written, I have no idea what I’m talking about.

Duh…is that something shiny over there? :blah:

Mookie

Oh Mandi, dont let it get u down. She's probably jealous of u! We all went thru money problems when we were young and starting out. It does get better, i promise.

as far as your weight! GET REAL GIRL! you are AWESOME!!! you look fabulous now, never mind in 40lbs!!!

Omigawd, grrl, I do feel for you! I've also worn the T-shirt. I saw a woman who worked for me get hired to a position senior to my own when I was working at the University of Toronto and all I had to comfort myself with was that I at least wasn't chinless! The fact that she was a wonderful person didn't stop the hurt that I felt at the time.

And I was young and poor. I was married to a musician which meant that I was supporting two people, one who got to sleep in every morning. Ugh! :mad: There were times during those years when I ate a lot of Kraft dinner.

Later on I ditched the musician; he was expensive, lazy and he wasn't faithful. I started making much more money. I bought a tiny shack of house and paid it off. Its value appreciated - property values always do - and I started trading up in both the category of men and of houses.:rolleyes

You are very lucky; you have already got a good and working man. From my own experiences of ageing and from that of observing those of other people who are my age the general rule of thumb seems to be that when you are young you have your looks, your health and your physical, creative, intellectual and emotional energy. When you are old you have money, stability, knowledge, self-confidence and sometimes - if you are very lucky - savoir-faire.

The trade-off is that when you are young you are cornered by money problems and job problems and are continually being dissed by the power structure. On the other hand when you are old you are a physical wreck and it is only going to get worse. You also get to see a lot of people who you want to have around you die.

Trust Green on this one. She's has worn both T-shirts!:phanvan She knows, eh.:tired

Well, you guys... thank you. You did cheer me up and make me feel better.

I thought, tonight, that even though I said I'd neeeevvvvvver waitress. Maybe I would now. At a bar or something. Maybe I thought I'd never do it cause I'd never be hot enough to make good tips! Ok, not now... later on down the road. Dan's mom is a waitress at a hotel, and she makes as much in tips as she does in 'wage' every week.

I'll figure something out... or cut things out. I had a plan a while ago, I just forgot what it was.

Thanks for the support guys!

MY dtr in law occasionally does the odd shift at a bar on a weekend to supplement her income (she also swore she'd never do it), and she makes a crap load in tips! if u know anyone who will let u work the odd time (not make a steady commitment) it may be an option. And trust me, you are hot now! you would get plenty of good tips!

but you should see the skanks that work at the bars around here!! LOL

but you should see the skanks that work at the bars around here!! LOL

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, tis sooooo difficult but I will refrain from making a comment.. .............mmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppppppph *puts hand over mouth*....

you shut it! Are you saying I'm ALREADY skanky enough!?

Yoda!!!!!!!!!!!!

No Argon, you're not that Skanky. I was once called a "Fat Skank" by this loser at work. I made sure to call myself a "Fat Skank" anytime he was around. Friends would reply "come on...A Skank maybe but Fat? Where did that come from?".

I think that skinny Skanks probably make better tips than fat ones though. Waitresses really do make a killing...sly as foxes they are.

you shut it! Are you saying I'm ALREADY skanky enough!?

abolutely not!!! noooooooooooooooo, not at all..... :rolleyes :heh:

This is going to sound weird but for years now I have wanted to try working as a waitress. I've wanted to see how people would tip me.

(not weird, green... it would be interesting.. and maybe an ego boost to do well!)

Ok guys. I have a secret. It's something I haven't wanted to mention here, because I didn't want to be judged. I think you guys know me well enough, and hopefully won't think I'm weird, or whatever because of this.

Last summer, a week before I moved to NB, I got a piercing. It was something I had wanted for quite a while. I got it at the spur of the moment, I wanted to surprise Dan... just did it. I wasn't quite ready for it. Luckily, and kind of unfortunetly, it's something quite easy to hide, and that's what I've been doing with it, 95% of the time. I got my septum pierced. What the heck is that, some of you are thinking... right? The best way to describe it is one of the reasons I'm scared to show it.

You know 'bull-rings'? Right in the middle of the nose, not the nostrils.. inbetween. My biggest fear is that someone would say something like "How fitting... a cow with the bull-ring", or something to that extent. That's what stopped me from getting it in the first place, all this time. I didn't want to get it 'fat'. I just haven't gotten to the point YET where I feel like I could get away with it, and not be scared of that. I know it's stupid (and I'm sure some of you think I AM stupid for getting/having it).

It's tiny... probably barely noticable, and the kind of ring I have at most would make it look like I have little tiny silver snot balls on the inner edge of each nostril (3mm balls, to be exact).

So that's it. Just getting that out there. Maybe telling you guys is the first step to me ultimately walking into work in my silvery nosed glory.

uhh... I also have big holes in my ears. :phanvan

I'm weighing myself tomorrow morning... be gentle to me... I think it might be rough!

This is not me... I wish. I think she looks good. She's got one... this is 'roughly' what it looks like. (except a different 'type' of ring)

If you like it then that's cool,the one thing I know for sure about you is that you seem genuine and just to be an awesome person and at the end of the day...that's what really counts.So be who you are and don't fret about the other stuff like what people are thinking (i did'nt figure this out until I hit the big 40 ).