15 posts tagged “job”

I tell you what.  (Yes, I do.)  Numbers are dwindling at work.  Dave was basically fired.  He delivers our cookies/muffins to other places to be sold.  They decided to put him on straight commission.  That's like ten dollars a week.  So he was forced to quit.  Dave was nice.  I'd make him free smoothies and he'd give me a dollar for them, and be like, "You're making nine dollars this hour!" 

And on Tuesday Judge Tim quit.  He's wanted to for a long time.  His wife just got her old job back, making more money, so he flew the coop.  Everybody misses him.  And they're not going to replace him.  Which is a serious sign that this place is going down soon.  If they can't afford to replace Allen.  Fuck. 

But it's cool.  Everyone's waiting for it to happen so we can have some time to recover from our workplace woes while collecting unemployment.  XD  Me and Bryan have such cheap rent we'd still be able to afford good groceries, and I could focus on my sewing and jewelry-making while deciding on a better place to work.  Bryan thinks they'll try to keep the store open through the holidays.  We'll see what happens.

I has the flu.  It kicked in halfway through work yesterday, but I managed to stick it out through the end of the day.  When Halle came in, she looked at me funny.  And then it went like this:

Halle:  How are you feeling?
Me:  Ehhh.  Not so good.
Halle:  Well, I have to tell you.  You look like shit.

I blame Cliff.  He got a flu shot.  So now he's spreading his flu.  I fucking hate vaccines.  Especially when they're being sold at fucking WalMart and Target and every drug store. 

They're just spreading the disease faster to make a profit.  Just strengthen your immune systems, people.  Anyway, that's what I get for eating so much sugar at work.  It weakens your immune system for five hours after eating it.  No wonder America's so sick.

I've decided to gtfo of the juice bar and throw myself into my art.  I'll get to spend all my waking hours creating things that will soon be earning me money in a much less stressful way.  I'll be making jewelry, porn, clothes, body scrubs, lotions, etc., etc. without having to waste forty hours a week (plus travel time, plus the extra 45min before my shift starts because me and Bryan have slightly different schedules).  I have a few thousand to fall back on if the money doesn't come in super quickly, and I could always get a part-time job somewhere with fewer asshole wop-wannabe types in charge who have no respect for anyone, particularly females.  This is actually like, the best time of year to look because all the college and high school kids are going back to school and there are tons of openings.

And I'll have so much time to write again.  God, I miss writing.

And drawing.

And writing!  ^-^

Tuesday

March 10th

8:22pm

My best friend at work, Debbie, has decided that Thursday will be her last day on the job.  The owner's an egotistical wopzilla who hates people he can't piss off, and therefore terrorizes the world trying to single those people out.  Debbie's not one of those people, so she... uh... got pissed off enough to quit.  I'm really gonna miss her.  She was the only person there who I really felt I could talk to, especially about work-related problems.  Hopefully I'll still get to see her sometimes.  Her sister is a manager at a pizza place 10min from her house, whereas our current workplace is nearly an hour's drive for her.  She'll be going there and managing three days a week.

I was hired in mid-December.  Since then, six people have been fired, and now we're losing Debbie.  I'm still the newest person there, and one of VERY few people trained in the juice bar.  I really hope they decide to hire another person, because I've lately been doing the work of two people... and would prefer that the number not inflate.  It's becoming more and more like the deli every day.  But I can't quit here.

At least not yet.  I want to have at least six months here for my future applications since my last job I only lasted three months at before quitting.

And I like my employee discount.

A lot.

I also want to kill my mother.

All she does is make me cry.

I have to move out.  Soon.

Fuck her.  She's not getting any more of my money.

WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TEACH ME TO DRIVE SO I CAN GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE?!

At Niki's

Tuesday

January 13th, 2009

2pm

Happy New Year.

Everything is constantly changing.  I got a new job in the health food store I love so much, working in the juice bar.  I miss my deli buddies, but my new job is so much better and I'm making good friends.  Too bad they'll all eventually quit and/or move to California.  Christmas was full of Hello Kitty.  Cameron's becoming a voice actor and plans to get a house with a couple of his friends after this semester.  I'm not ready to move in with him yet, but I'm still not sure what my plans for moving out are.  I'm still saving for my degree and need a car/license before I feel comfortable moving out.  Niki's back to obsessing over guys and forgetting the rest of the world exists.  Who's the real Hachi in this friendship?  I miss her.  Even though we're in the same room. 

She's getting on a plane (or two) by herself to go half way across the country to see this guy.  But she's scared to take the bus 15 minutes down the street by herself.

I got a Nintendo DS (and Pokemon Mystery Dungeon / Hello Kitty PDA software) and DDR for my PS2.

I just bought an Aquasana shower filter to celebrate my first paycheck from my new job.

Cameron said his parents are thinking about giving or letting me borrow their laptop that they don't really need anymore to use for school.  They think I'm just taking online classes from the local community college I went to for a semester and a half (ish), and don't know about the grandma-box situation.  If they decide not to, I'm going to get a credit card and start building up good credit by buying a laptop (that I can afford to pay off right away).  Hopefully I'll be back online soon.

My mom's getting off work now.  Cameron didn't answer his phone, so I think he's in a class.  I really need to see him. 

I'm not taking the bus because apparently there's a rapist/theif with a gun on the loose (local enough for concern).  I guess I'll end up leaving with my mom while Niki's still asleep.

I told Niki last night how I was upset about her ignoring me to talk to Brett the last three times I've come over.  I tried all evening to get her to pay attention to me, but she was more interested in talking to him.  Even though it's all she does, and she only sees me once a week (or less).  I told her I don't care if she wants to talk to him, but that she shouldn't tell me she's going to hang out with me if she's just going to ignore me. 

I finally got her to shut off the computer and watch the Nana anime with me, but I could tell she didn't want to and just felt bad about upsetting me.  After the first episode ended she went in the bathroom and didn't come out for at least a half hour.  I cleaned up the kitchen and got ready for bed.  I wasn't enjoying forcing her to hang out with me, so I rolled over like fifteen minutes after she came back.  I heard her get on the phone with Brett.  I shut off the tv.

I don't know why I bother.

Thirteen days until I turn twenty.

I think I'll build a snowman when I get home.

At Niki's

Saturday

November 22nd

10:12am

Shit, son.  It's been like a month.  PLISS.  LET MEH ECKSPLAYN.  So, my gramma moved in and seems to have brought the Great Wall of China with her.  Sadly, she sat it right in front of my computer, so I can only journal when I'm at Niki's and she's in the shower.  XD  Anyway, to update the world, Halloween was totally amazing, I'm definitely going to find out what the health food store has to offer (jobwise) and switch if it's good.  The deli life is simply not my cup of meat.  But that's old news.  For people who I've already told, at least.  XD  Cameron's decided he wants to be famous, so he's not holding in his talents so much anymore and is becoming much more brave about expressing it.  It inspires me to do the same.  The snow is here.  Thanksgiving's going to be broken up because my mom's antisocial and my gramma's boxes have taken over the world.  I had a weird dream Thursday night that I was sad and giving Squirrelaroo a hug.  Friday I found out he was fired, so I decided I'm a totally awesome psychic.

Me and Niknik are having our usual blasty.  We roasted a fresh young chicken last night with fresh rosemary, little red potatoes, and golden delicous apple.  IT WAS SOOO GOOD!  Then we had gelato.  ^-^   Anne and I are going to BT(white boy from the kitchen)'s rap concert next Friday night.  It should be fun.  XD

Happy Thanksgiving!

Then I'll move it faster, faster, faster, faster.

Wednesday, September 10th

Noonish

Only two days off this week.  Today and Friday.  I fucking NEED a day off after closing with Cindy last night.  She makes us do twice as much as anyone else makes us, and every time she walks past me, she goes,"Faster, faster, faster, faster!"  SHUT.  UP!  MY ARMS WILL NOT MOVE FASTER THAN THIS WITHOUT FLYING OFF OF MY BODY.  GO.  AWAAAAY.

The store was closed.  The customers were all gone.   The EMPLOYEES were all gone.  Except for me, Justin, and Cindy.  Yet, for some reason, it is inappropriate to talk while I'm cleaning the glass on the meat display case.

I was already pissed at her for being such an annoying bitch, and for having to clean ALL THREE slicers that night because there were only two of us closing the deli (Cindy had to close up the seafood department because the guy who was supposed to got hurt in culinary school today).  But.  Even though I'd been working my ass off and putting up with her shit for the past nine hours (THAT'S RIGHT KIDS, NINE FUCKING HOURS OF CINDY) I wasn't allowed to make idle conversation to take my mind off of murdering her in the face.  FINE.  I'LL JUST GO FASTERFASTERFASTERFASTER.  MY RAGE FUELS MY ARM.  AND MY MURDEROUS PLOT.  ENJOY.

"Nooo taaaalkING!  You need to be working!"

"We can do both at the same time!  (forced happy tone)"

"No you can't!  If you're looking up at him you're not looking at what you're cleaning."

What?!  I didn't even know where the fuck he was at.  I just responded to a voice from beyond the counter.  SHUT.  UP.  CINDY.  THIS IS NOT STUDY HALL.  I HATE YOU.

"I wasn't looking up at him."

"*hushedgrumble*"

And as if that were not enough, they had to shut the power off because they're doing something to the freezers or something.  I don't know.  But, Cindy had us rush over to the machine to punch out, BUT IT WAS TOO LATE.  WOW.  SO, A FUCKING HALF HOUR AFTER WE'RE SUPPOSED TO LEAVE IS TOO LATE.  IMAGINE THAT.  So, she had us go fasterfasterfasterfaster back to the deli, and I was THOROUGHLY PISSED, rushing round like a fucking maniac, and slipped on the floor (I didn't know Justin had just mopped.  I was too consumed by my attempt to burn a hole through the glass I was cleaning with my fasterfasterfaster arm.)  and landed flat on my ass (and killed myself).  It was a classic Charlie Brown football kick fall, without so many flips.

She was acting all fucking concerned.  Concerned that I might report her ass and jeopardize her fucking JOB maybe.  It's her WHOLE FUCKING LIFE.   She is the ONLY person I've met there who talks about nothing but work.  Justin told me she has kids!  SHE HAS NEVER MENTIONED HAVING CHILDREN, A HUSBAND, A PET, A FRIEND, A THOUGHT, OR ANYTHING BUT MEAT AND CHEESE.  DIE ALREADY!

Me and Justin had a very serious discussion about this (while she was at her 2 o'clock meeting and the employees were allowed to speak) and decided that no one would fuck that.  The kids are either a lie, adopted, or were artificially inseminated.  No one would even rape her.  She'd be talking about stock levels.  Who gets off on that?

Anyway, when we FINALLY got out of there (9 fucking 15 pm), I was on the bench in front of the store trying to release all of the day's frustration by crying and ranting to Cameron on the phone, when Cindy comes around the fucking corner and starts talking to me!  "Are you okay?  How long until your ride gets here?  Do you want me to wait with you?'   WTF?!  NO!  GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!!!  IT'S HARD TO BITCH ABOUT YOU WHEN YOU'RE A FOOT AWAY.  IT'S YOUR FUCKING FAULT I'M ENRAGED AND HAVE A THROBBING ASS-BRUISE RIGHT NOW.  DON'T TRY TO MAKE YOURSELF FEEL LESS GUILTY BY PRETENDING TO CARE.  YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT GETTING IN TROUBLE FOR HARASSING AND CAUSING INJURY TO CUTE HAPPY NEW EMPLOYEES THAT THE MANAGER ABOVE YOU LIKES.  YEAH.  MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE TOLD HIM WHAT A GREAT JOB I WAS DOING SO FAR.   MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOURSELF INSTEAD.  HAVE A GOOD EVENING.  I HOPE YOUR CHILDREN KILL YOU IN YOUR SLEEP.  YOU KNOW THEY WANT TO.

4:30pm

1. Everything I love about fall starts to come (that would be a list in itself ^-^).
2. Along with my first paycheck.
3. The arrival of Wen (which I'm ordering today).
4. The ability to have a cup of high quality organic tea every day.
5. The ability to have a green smoothie every day (before my mom gets home).
6. The ability to buy myself or a friend something small without guilt.
7. Less time to worry about silly things.
8. Less time around my mother.
9. Feeling like I have a purpose.
10. Making more friends at work.
11. Me and my best friends all making more money (Cameron got more hours at work).
12. Seeing more sunrises.
13. Feeling more independent, less reliant.
14. Feeling healthier.
15. Gaining confidence from my job forcing me to be less shy, and seeing the results.
16. Feeling better about myself.
17. Being a better friend (because I can focus more on them when I when I'm with them, since I won't have my own problems distracting me.)
18. Getting to sample a new kind of cheese whenever I want (during my breaks, of course).
19. Seeing my store's chocolate section and allowing myself to indulge.
20. Buying amazingly prepared salmon (or chicken, or whatever else) during my lunch breaks.
21. Buying fresh, wild Alaskan salmon (or organic salmon imported from Ireland) and making sushi with Niki.
22. Seeing if the sushi at work is better than at Giant Beagle (it looks the same).
23. Going to the fondue restaurant.
24. And of course, the series that follows the end of lonelygirl15, The Resistance.  XD

Thaaat's right, folks!  I got the job!  I am officially a deli girl at the fancy grocery store.  XD  And I start right away!  My first training session is in three and a half hours. 

The interview went really well.  I was too excited to get nervous.  LOL  And everyone was really friendly.  All both of them.  XD  The hiring manager and the lady at the customer service desk. 

EIGHT BUCKS AN HOUR!  HELL.  YES.

^-^

Also, I seem to have made a friend on the bus.  This guy was at my stop and started talking to me.  I like meeting new people and everything, but it freaks me out when older guys know where I live.  Luckily he comes from the opposite direction to get to the bus stop.  But anyway, we talked some on the bus (your basic "What are you up to today?" sort of conversation) and then I saw him again on the way home.

He works at retard school near the mall and found out his "group" was going to the zoo today, so he was heading back home.  But yeah, out of fuckin' nowhere, he hands me this big picture of Wonder Woman.  I was utterly confused.  He said he was an artist and drew it (this was a print, which he said typically sells for like fifty bucks), and that he had planned on giving it to this girl he'd gone on a date with, but she never called him back.  Weird, right?  I made sure to throw my boyfriend's existence into one of the next topics just in case.  But yeah.  Nice guy.  Like an uncle, only kinda creepy.

Also.

There was an Englishman on the bus, and he was talking to the bus driver, and I had fun listening.  XD

Also.

I HAS A JARB!!!

Wish me luck with the meat slicer.  EEEE!

Saturday, August 23rd

6:23pm

THE STORE JUST CALLED! 

I HAVE AN INTERVIEW ON MONDAY! 

10am.

Customer Service Desk.

Ask for Bob.

YES!!!

11:12pm

So, today Cameron and I went to the store I applied to the other night, for a peek and some groceries.  Weeeell, while we were there, a guy from high school spotted us.  He was in my tenth grade health class, and me and Amy would talk to him sometimes.  Anyways, he said that we caught him on his day off, and that he worked there.  So, I laughed and was like,"I just applied here!"  THEN he said that he'd put in a good word for me with his dad who's like the manager or something.  YAY!  Hopefully he still knows my name.  LOL!  So yeah, with school starting, some of the people there will probably quit (or at least cut back their hours) and they'll need to hire (ME!).  XD  I'm going to wait a week or so, and if I don't hear from them by then, I'll put in all my other applications.  That way I'll still have plenty of time for muh dream jarb to contact me before I hear back from anyone else.

THEY MAKE THEIR OWN FRESH GROUND PEANUT BUTTER.  AND I BOUGHT SOME.  *DIES OF JOY*  IT'S SO GOOD!!!  Nothing is added.  It's just roasted peanuts.  I EATS IT ON A APPLE YES I DOES!!!!  But it's not as sweet as I'm used to, so I'll add honey to my sammiches.  Delicious.