I am so incredibly in love with my crock pot.

This morning before I left for work, I dumped some frozen chicken tenderloin into the crock pot along with a bottle of barbecue sauce.  When I got home… I could actually smell dinner before I even got into the house.  And alas, a crock full of perfectly cooked, shreds-when-you-stir-it barbecue chicken awaits me.

What would make this even more perfect?  Onion rolls and a bag of chips!  Talk about no-muss, no fuss!  But because I am poor, I’m going to alter that by using regular sliced bread for the sandwiches and PW’s Crash Hot Potatoes instead of chips.

I foresee many more crockpot meals in my future.

I am feeling a little better about the job right now.  I went in today for some additional training and learned more than just how to place orders.  Specifically, I learned that it’s unusual for them to put this much time into advanced training right off the bat and that I am on stinky old first shift because that’s where the higher-level work happens.  I wouldn’t learn the things I need to know to advance on second shift.  I feel a little better after hearing that.  Of course, it could have something to do with the fact that I only had to do two hours of real work today, too.

I would also like to add that it’s almost a blessing to have a job where I can have essentials like milk and fuel deducted from my next check, because I am broke as fuck!