Life after T-Mobile

Well fuck buddy,
err...I mean "Well Fuck, Buddy"  changes the whole opener when I use the right punctuation.  I enjoy the holidays while working at t-mobile.  I really enjoyed the new challenge the job brought with it.  I have had plenty of customer service jobs prior to this job, but not a real sales position.  The mentality proved to be too much for me to grasp in the time that I was given.  I was not asked to stay permanently in a part time position.  I was informed a week prior to my last day.  I was also informed midway through my shift of the decision.  It was fucking hard to deal with the rejection that day specifically and also the rest of the week.  I was determined despite bad attitude at moments to succeed and finish my time their on a bright note...although I was bitching far more often than I would like to admit. 
     With the loss of the job, That means I am now unable to pay Ryan for rent.  I know their were times where it was difficult living with him since it was only a one bedroom apartment with the two of us sharing it, I know he is going to miss me.  Also, he's having a rough time with his boss at his full time job, so I was the shoulder to cry on....aka...to vent.  I will miss living with him since he truly is a stand up guy.  Moving off the topic of Ryan and the apartment,  I have finally after 29 years of life will have put together a resume.  Not just one I did in high school because my English teacher wanted us to learn how to do it...but to actually use it.  I obviously dragged my feet while doing it and took a total of 3 days with a break of a day in between to complete a rough draft.  I've sent it to family to have them look it over, but haven't pushed them to look at it.  So, here I wait still waiting...anyway...I want to move past that.
     I decided to come visit my buddy Zach in Appleton....a place I formerly lived in.  Although, I'm never pumped for the drive, I was ready to have a "vacation" after getting canned.  After a few days, I was able to met via Internets, the love of his life....lol...I'm exaggerating a bit atm...but who knows...am i right?  My first initial thought was a pass.  Reason being, 1.  It's hard for me to open up right away so there are normally many awkward silences.  2.  Add the 1st reason and the internet and it adds more difficulty. 
     After having a 2nd encounter/skype session....it's clear to me that she's doing her best to "butter" me up.  The rational behind my thinking was during the conversation between the four of us, Mariel's daughter also joined us, Zach and I tried our darnedest to succeed at Tagalog.  Mariel pointed out any and all mistakes by Zach, while complimenting my feeble attempts at the language.  Although very nice, I could only think that she was being nice...and it worked.
     The last thing I would like to say is that I'm truly enjoying my time here in Appleton.  Rarely have I took the time to enjoy myself during the moment.  I've enjoyed many moments, but most of the time the real appreciation came upon reflection.  Even though I don't know what is my next move, I am able to say at this time...that I'm excited for whatever it is.  I mean, this could change if that next move is flippin burgers...but again....that uncertainty isn't a burden.