The thief disguised as a friend

Had a situation arise about a month ago, where money was stolen out of my purse behind my back, in MY house. When the incident occurred I found myself questioning my surroundings and eliminating suspects in the vicinity that night with my own method. The one person I suspected ultimately, because of the unique circumstances of where my money was located, I came to and straight out asked about it after days of brewing on it. When confronted I believe she was lying because she couldn't look me in my eyes and then quoted "I would never steal from you, Berachah." Though I still didn't believe her, I let the subject go and left it be for the time being because I KNOW, in time truth will always be revealed. Subsequent to this incident I found one day that my GPS, Ipod Shuffle (with my name engraved ON it), and movies were also stolen from me in my absence in the house. Upon my findings I was filled with fury. My heart was telling me what I felt I already knew and after further investigation, it was discovered that my roommate/good friend was the culprit, the thief I despised, the dishonest person in my life. After confronting her I later got my GPS and SOME of my movies returned. She still is claiming she didn't take the money or the Ipod but there is no coincidence that the Ipod came up missing at the same time as my GPS (which she couldn't pawn because it was password protected). There is no coincidence that she was the main suspect in the house the night my money was stolen. She can claim what she wants but I know better than that. I'm not a fool in smart shoes. Needless to say when confronting her she kept saying sorry but the words "I'm sorry" followed by actions of stealing from me when I've basically been your support for the past year is not acceptable or sincere in my opinion. Any true friend of mine knows that I'm one of the most helpful and generous people and if I have the means to help you out, within reasonable bounds, that I will upon your asking me nicely. There is no excuse for one to find themselves stealing from me. I in NO way will tolerate or excuse it for ANY reason! It's selfish and always gonna come back to ya. She and I are no longer friends because no matter the reason for her actions, no friend of mine would steal from me. I don't care if you were high as the furthest star in the sky off of whatever........that was YOUR choice to do, not mine. I'm still very angry about all of this and hurt by it but I figure another lesson learned. Once again I reached out my helping hand and once again I was burned for no good reason. The only satisfaction I get when burned is knowing that karma exempts no one from its wrath. He who steals will be stolen from. He who deceives will be deceived. He who lies with be lied to. He who disregards the love of a friend, will have a hard time finding love with another. I'm still on the look out for my Ipod. It is a little, white Ipod shuffle, with white earphones, and has my name "Berachah" engraved on it in gray because it was a gift. Any information about its whereabouts will be held in confidence and much appreciated. Moral of this blog: Be careful who you trust and listen to the friends around you trying to warn you.

The new job

Well so far so good on the job front. I started working on February 21, 2011 and love it thus far. The people I encounter on a day to day basis at work are awesome. Still yet to find someone mean and hope I don't. lol Great group of people to be such a large company. I'm learning an insane amount EVERY day but getting nothing but great feedback in regards to my work, so that is encouragement that I needed, with this new occupation. My goal with every job that I've had in my life it to make myself an asset to the company employing me. For me that is the wise thing to do. That a ways, if something were to happen with me losing my job, there is no negative thing they can say about me and the company losing me will feel the burn when I leave because I know I bring greatness to the table of occupation. I feel there is a large amount of expectation with this job and I'm doin' my best not to let the people counting on me down. I believe I'm doin' well. It is a humbling experience talking with patients day to day. Sometimes I'll find myself tired or moody and then I'll receive a phone call from a patient calling about their bill and telling me their story, and often times I find myself breaking down, feeling nothing but sympathy, adding to my special patient prayer list, and reminding myself how grateful I am and should remain for the health I do have. It could be gone in a second. This job is a blessing to me in many ways.