I'm extremely tired, so this will be short.
My first day at my new store wasn't as bad as I had anticipated. Mostly, once I got there and the store meeting got under way, the anticipation left, and all I had to deal with was finding where everything lives and how everyone interacts with others. There are some cool people, some less-than-cool people, and some mysteries. Yay.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! :D
Time for eat and sleep.
Night.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Last Day...Waa.
Today was my last day. It kinda sucked.
I mean, yes, I worked with great people and had fun for the first half of my shift. The second half was slow and tiring and just...depressing. On the upside, I got a great poster made and signed by co-workers, and Shift H made me a giant pistachio muffin (delicious!), and there was pizza and hugs and stuff, so...yay.
Tomorrow, there's a store meeting at my new store from noon until two, and then I work from two until 9:30. Seven and a half hours at my new store! Woo...
Tomorrow is also my dad's birthday! YAYYYY DAD!
For now, it's time to shower and watch Weeds and sleeeep.
I mean, yes, I worked with great people and had fun for the first half of my shift. The second half was slow and tiring and just...depressing. On the upside, I got a great poster made and signed by co-workers, and Shift H made me a giant pistachio muffin (delicious!), and there was pizza and hugs and stuff, so...yay.
Tomorrow, there's a store meeting at my new store from noon until two, and then I work from two until 9:30. Seven and a half hours at my new store! Woo...
Tomorrow is also my dad's birthday! YAYYYY DAD!
For now, it's time to shower and watch Weeds and sleeeep.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Whee?
Sorry, loyal followers. Yesterday got away with me.
What I did yesterday:
[o] laundry
[o] drew up a budget for March
[o] went to the bank
[o] went to the mall with Ryan, Aurelie, BJ and Sameh
[o] got ice cream with same group
[o] watched Fame (the new one) and generally hung out with Aurelie while the household raided
Today is back to work, 2 to 8. Yayyy. Tomorrow is my last day at 933. I tried to put together a group to go out and drown our sorrows, but my partner in leaving, Derek, is an alcohol and caffeine sabbatical until his wife gives birth. Might try it anyway.
I dunno. Poop.
Off I go...
What I did yesterday:
[o] laundry
[o] drew up a budget for March
[o] went to the bank
[o] went to the mall with Ryan, Aurelie, BJ and Sameh
[o] got ice cream with same group
[o] watched Fame (the new one) and generally hung out with Aurelie while the household raided
Today is back to work, 2 to 8. Yayyy. Tomorrow is my last day at 933. I tried to put together a group to go out and drown our sorrows, but my partner in leaving, Derek, is an alcohol and caffeine sabbatical until his wife gives birth. Might try it anyway.
I dunno. Poop.
Off I go...
Thursday, February 24, 2011
That Chloroform Gave Me A Headache...
I swear, I really did used to be good at thinking positively. Over the past month, in fact, I became annoyingly chipper and upbeat about life.
Then life bitchslapped me and it's been all downhill from there. And today was just...no.
Attempting to find articles and advice on how to make or fix a budget found me nothing but how to budget around children, around saving for a house, or with actual salaries instead of minimum-wage level jobs. Tried out a free online thing, but it was so buggy that I almost threw my computer across the room from frustration.
Gave that up and moved on to the next item on the day's list: printing out a photo. Just one. That's all I wanted. But the brand new ink that we just bought for the sole purpose of printing photos? Not compatible with the printer. And I thought it was, so I spent most of my day trying to figure out how to fix it. It wasn't until Ryan got home that we figured out that salesperson at Best Buy had been wrong.
Dug out the receipt to return it: expired four days ago.
As we got ready to go to Best Buy anyway, I did something bad to my back causing it to be miserable for several hours.
Fortunately, Ryan has become a retailese expert, plus we were nice to the return desk people and didn't want a full return, so it was as easy as finding the correct ink.
That was the start of an upturn in the evening: exchanged ink without a fuss; looked for something at Toys R' Us and enjoyed the visit immensely despite not being to find it; found the perfect thing at the candy/stuffed animal store in the mall; got to sit in a couple of nice cars being displayed in the mall and daydream about the future a little bit; came home to find that today's photo has been reblogged; back felt better; started making a breakfast-dinner with Ryan.
Then we discovered that we only had enough eggs for the pancakes but not to eat, the bacon took forever to cook and never got very chewy let alone crispy, and my pancake skills were just in the basement and I kept burning or messing them up in several fun ways.
Not to mention the people drama going on all over the place that I can't even begin to get into.
I'm done. I need a vacation. I need the world to just STOP for a day--ONE DAY--so I can catch my breath and find my way back to the driver's seat instead of being tied up and gagged in the trunk.
Oy...
Then life bitchslapped me and it's been all downhill from there. And today was just...no.
Attempting to find articles and advice on how to make or fix a budget found me nothing but how to budget around children, around saving for a house, or with actual salaries instead of minimum-wage level jobs. Tried out a free online thing, but it was so buggy that I almost threw my computer across the room from frustration.
Gave that up and moved on to the next item on the day's list: printing out a photo. Just one. That's all I wanted. But the brand new ink that we just bought for the sole purpose of printing photos? Not compatible with the printer. And I thought it was, so I spent most of my day trying to figure out how to fix it. It wasn't until Ryan got home that we figured out that salesperson at Best Buy had been wrong.
Dug out the receipt to return it: expired four days ago.
As we got ready to go to Best Buy anyway, I did something bad to my back causing it to be miserable for several hours.
Fortunately, Ryan has become a retailese expert, plus we were nice to the return desk people and didn't want a full return, so it was as easy as finding the correct ink.
That was the start of an upturn in the evening: exchanged ink without a fuss; looked for something at Toys R' Us and enjoyed the visit immensely despite not being to find it; found the perfect thing at the candy/stuffed animal store in the mall; got to sit in a couple of nice cars being displayed in the mall and daydream about the future a little bit; came home to find that today's photo has been reblogged; back felt better; started making a breakfast-dinner with Ryan.
Then we discovered that we only had enough eggs for the pancakes but not to eat, the bacon took forever to cook and never got very chewy let alone crispy, and my pancake skills were just in the basement and I kept burning or messing them up in several fun ways.
Not to mention the people drama going on all over the place that I can't even begin to get into.
I'm done. I need a vacation. I need the world to just STOP for a day--ONE DAY--so I can catch my breath and find my way back to the driver's seat instead of being tied up and gagged in the trunk.
Oy...
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
PEOPLE SUCK. THE END.
Dear cop:
If you the people in a Starbucks to continue to respect you and your fellow law enforcement brethren, please do not:
[o] pull in to a parking lot through the exit-only entrance
[o] almost hit a drive-thru customer as you pull into a parking lot in the wrong direction...
[o]...so you can back into a spot the wrong way...
[o] while talking on your cell phone,
[o] then walk past the huge drive-thru line, through the bunch of people waiting for their drinks, wait in the long line, completely ignore the obvious fact that we are SLAMMED, and question our best worker--who is currently double- and even triple-barring--for 10 minutes to figure out your perfect freaking drink (personal note: 10-shot Venti White Mocha? ICK),
[o] sit at the bar texting and watching her make the drink,
[o] only to get to the register to pay and say "There's ten shots in here, right?"
He didn't even act all high-and-mighty, I-am-cop-obey-me. He acted like a charming regular, all aw shucks, aren't I a stinker? WHICH IS WORSE.
ARGH I HATE PEOPLE.
Thank God I have the next two days off. Tomorrow will be spent doing laundry and researching every last detail to get my Etsy photography shop up and running so maybe I can drop some hours and not want to DROWN SOMEONE IN MOCHA.
Best moment of the day: Co-worker getting distracted by a conversation and answering the drive-thru with "Hi, welcome to face, how can I help you?" I literally fell to the ground laughing.
Yesterday's best moment of the day involves this same co-worker, AD, who happens to be a shark FANATIC to the nth degree. She and I were talking, Shift D interrupted to ask me something, AD said "Excuse me, we were playing a game."
"What kind of game?"
"A guessing game. She's guessing my favorite color."
I pipe in: "I already know your favorite color. SHARK."
Aaaaand AD was unable to work for five minutes because she was in the corner hyperventilating.
I AM GOING TO MISS THIS STORE SO MUCH.
If you the people in a Starbucks to continue to respect you and your fellow law enforcement brethren, please do not:
[o] pull in to a parking lot through the exit-only entrance
[o] almost hit a drive-thru customer as you pull into a parking lot in the wrong direction...
[o]...so you can back into a spot the wrong way...
[o] while talking on your cell phone,
[o] then walk past the huge drive-thru line, through the bunch of people waiting for their drinks, wait in the long line, completely ignore the obvious fact that we are SLAMMED, and question our best worker--who is currently double- and even triple-barring--for 10 minutes to figure out your perfect freaking drink (personal note: 10-shot Venti White Mocha? ICK),
[o] sit at the bar texting and watching her make the drink,
[o] only to get to the register to pay and say "There's ten shots in here, right?"
He didn't even act all high-and-mighty, I-am-cop-obey-me. He acted like a charming regular, all aw shucks, aren't I a stinker? WHICH IS WORSE.
ARGH I HATE PEOPLE.
Thank God I have the next two days off. Tomorrow will be spent doing laundry and researching every last detail to get my Etsy photography shop up and running so maybe I can drop some hours and not want to DROWN SOMEONE IN MOCHA.
Best moment of the day: Co-worker getting distracted by a conversation and answering the drive-thru with "Hi, welcome to face, how can I help you?" I literally fell to the ground laughing.
Yesterday's best moment of the day involves this same co-worker, AD, who happens to be a shark FANATIC to the nth degree. She and I were talking, Shift D interrupted to ask me something, AD said "Excuse me, we were playing a game."
"What kind of game?"
"A guessing game. She's guessing my favorite color."
I pipe in: "I already know your favorite color. SHARK."
Aaaaand AD was unable to work for five minutes because she was in the corner hyperventilating.
I AM GOING TO MISS THIS STORE SO MUCH.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
At This Moment I'm...
What I'm doing right now:
[o] Eating delicious Chinese food from this fanTAStic place called Taste of Asia where the counter people actually speak English as a first language
[o] Harassing my roommates to vote in the preliminaries for my March Man Madness event
[o] Reading and rereading this horoscope and hoping that it refers to my future plans involving this blog
[o] Contemplating this recipe and this recipe
[o] Working on this profile which could lead places hinted at in my horoscope
[o] Eating delicious Chinese food from this fanTAStic place called Taste of Asia where the counter people actually speak English as a first language
[o] Harassing my roommates to vote in the preliminaries for my March Man Madness event
[o] Reading and rereading this horoscope and hoping that it refers to my future plans involving this blog
[o] Contemplating this recipe and this recipe
[o] Working on this profile which could lead places hinted at in my horoscope
Monday, February 21, 2011
...Poop.
Today was a long, hard day.
Slept like crap. Started the work day with several reminders of the upcoming transfer. HUGE order came in, cramming the back room with boxes which were solely my responsibility to check in and put away (fortunately, Shift B immediately dove in to help when he came on...2 1/2 hours later). Spent the day feeling bitter about my job. Cold, windy and gray day turning into a freezing blizzard that I had to drive home through. Returned home to find homophobic crap on my event wall. No response from an upset and depressed friend since last night.
In a word, my day was overwhelming.
Ugh.
Trying to focus on positives. Trying to look forward. Trying to get to bed really early tonight so I'm not up until the wee hours of the morning staring into the darkness with a depressed and overactive mind.
Wish me luck.
Slept like crap. Started the work day with several reminders of the upcoming transfer. HUGE order came in, cramming the back room with boxes which were solely my responsibility to check in and put away (fortunately, Shift B immediately dove in to help when he came on...2 1/2 hours later). Spent the day feeling bitter about my job. Cold, windy and gray day turning into a freezing blizzard that I had to drive home through. Returned home to find homophobic crap on my event wall. No response from an upset and depressed friend since last night.
In a word, my day was overwhelming.
Ugh.
Trying to focus on positives. Trying to look forward. Trying to get to bed really early tonight so I'm not up until the wee hours of the morning staring into the darkness with a depressed and overactive mind.
Wish me luck.
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