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bleh.
come into work at 8 (an hour early) because gabe sucks, for real.
diana was hungover and in a bad mood,
i was peppy and happy.
i don't know why.
im kind of odd, i guess.
but yeah. enjoyed my short time on the floor...
finished my training.
and, for eric's information...
i did a section that takes approx. 4 hours in 2 hours.
so eff you eric smedleyyy.
but not really, we're on good terms.
i think? yes.
so whaa.
i was singing to gabe as i was unloading the cart.
it was something like "Gabe smells, gabe smells"
randomly the crate falls off the cart and two grapefruit izzes (loves of my life) break.
i was so shocked. i didn't know what happened.
i looked down and was CONVINCED that the crate was still on the cart.
i was just like, hmm what was that shattering noise? why is the floor wet?
what happened?
then i caught up with life nad figured it out.
no big deal. some tiny glass marks but whatever.
no use cryin' over spilled izzes, ya know?
so yeah.
hooray for training being done.
i got bored during the end. well, i guess reading about outdated info doesnt really entertain a person.
but yeah. i think i'm gonna add store cleanliness manual to my manual-worshipping regimine.
=]
yeppooo. so i finish, its like . 4pm, not even. im scheduled for another 1.5 hours, what to do?
i didnt want to go home, because money is lovely.
so i go to staples and return the regular receipt tape that eric bought coz apparently he has no brain and got thermal instead.
fuuunnn.
go back. realize i have nothing to do. so i start going over some of the training again and become eager to ask eric about shtuffs.
but of course i never get the chance... bleh!
i hear melissa ask eric for help a few times, spread out.
i didnt pay much attention to it, but then i look up and notice she has a line of about 7 cold drinks and 2-3 hot ones.
yeah, way to totally SUCK, eric.
the poor girl.
i noticed she had a good attitude and good work ethic today and i thought it was messed up that he wasn't helping her.
even if she didnt ask,
he should have been.
so, despite the ffact i was punched in as training - i put my apron on and helped her catch up.
she was appreciative. i later gave her a Green Apron Card because she wasnt afraid to Ask For Help and she didn't get frustrated in a stressful situation.
lovely.
then i am sent to go get a chord for the phone.
weird, but i had some time left.
so i went.
bleh. blah. whatever.
i punch out and hang around the store forever.
well, i got a grapefruit izze because they are my life...
drink that. go to the mac counter... bought an LE pigment and nail polish.
head back.
wound up driving heather to the edison starbucks.
some how wound up sitting outside edison starbucks for like... 2 hours.
i dont know, i just didnt feel like moving.
and it was really nice out.
so i eventually left, after consuming anther 2 izzes.
heh. but heather and i talked about some really stupid shit.
like religion,
i wound up having to say "ok, who am i offending" coz i dont think before i speak and i was in public.
but yeah. it was funny.
i somehow created the ghetto jesus.
who doesn't want a carpenter's knife or sheep from judas on his birthday.
aye.
i should not be allowed to read about anything,
coz once i know stuff i become obsessed with the knowledge.
stop me. no read-ee.
blah.
go home,
bored out of my mind.
go to wegmans.
bought tazo citron filterbags and tazo mambo 'tea kit' thingy.
i like citronvery much,
and mambo is pretty sweet too.
speaking of which!
i got two new mug awards today.
eric personalized the one he gave me buy drawing himself.
it was funny.
and one from diana, coz... well. i came in an hour early.
i returned the favor in diana's direction coz... she dealt with flat out bullshit.
she called him a few times with no answer. gah!
but yeah...
BETTER THAN MUG AWARDS...
I GOT MY TEA PASSPORT PIN!!!
it's not as super duper awesome as i wanted it to be.
but its still super duper awesome.
its a white tea pot with gold outline and a tea leaf in the middle.
itd be better if it had the Tazo symbol instead...
but whateverrrr!
not everything can be perfect.
and to top it off,
i made a super sweet "Your Barista Is..." sign.
i was proud of it.
i recommended the Banana Mocha Frappuccino,
that i don't even like,
but no one buys it.
and then people started buying it.
i lured them in with my super-hott frappuccino drawing with starbucks insignia.
though the siren was just a few dots of white.
whatever.
i was proud of my sign,
except my name. which i just plopped on there coz i took too much time already.
ok end.
it is too damn hott.
come into work at 8 (an hour early) because gabe sucks, for real.
diana was hungover and in a bad mood,
i was peppy and happy.
i don't know why.
im kind of odd, i guess.
but yeah. enjoyed my short time on the floor...
finished my training.
and, for eric's information...
i did a section that takes approx. 4 hours in 2 hours.
so eff you eric smedleyyy.
but not really, we're on good terms.
i think? yes.
so whaa.
i was singing to gabe as i was unloading the cart.
it was something like "Gabe smells, gabe smells"
randomly the crate falls off the cart and two grapefruit izzes (loves of my life) break.
i was so shocked. i didn't know what happened.
i looked down and was CONVINCED that the crate was still on the cart.
i was just like, hmm what was that shattering noise? why is the floor wet?
what happened?
then i caught up with life nad figured it out.
no big deal. some tiny glass marks but whatever.
no use cryin' over spilled izzes, ya know?
so yeah.
hooray for training being done.
i got bored during the end. well, i guess reading about outdated info doesnt really entertain a person.
but yeah. i think i'm gonna add store cleanliness manual to my manual-worshipping regimine.
=]
yeppooo. so i finish, its like . 4pm, not even. im scheduled for another 1.5 hours, what to do?
i didnt want to go home, because money is lovely.
so i go to staples and return the regular receipt tape that eric bought coz apparently he has no brain and got thermal instead.
fuuunnn.
go back. realize i have nothing to do. so i start going over some of the training again and become eager to ask eric about shtuffs.
but of course i never get the chance... bleh!
i hear melissa ask eric for help a few times, spread out.
i didnt pay much attention to it, but then i look up and notice she has a line of about 7 cold drinks and 2-3 hot ones.
yeah, way to totally SUCK, eric.
the poor girl.
i noticed she had a good attitude and good work ethic today and i thought it was messed up that he wasn't helping her.
even if she didnt ask,
he should have been.
so, despite the ffact i was punched in as training - i put my apron on and helped her catch up.
she was appreciative. i later gave her a Green Apron Card because she wasnt afraid to Ask For Help and she didn't get frustrated in a stressful situation.
lovely.
then i am sent to go get a chord for the phone.
weird, but i had some time left.
so i went.
bleh. blah. whatever.
i punch out and hang around the store forever.
well, i got a grapefruit izze because they are my life...
drink that. go to the mac counter... bought an LE pigment and nail polish.
head back.
wound up driving heather to the edison starbucks.
some how wound up sitting outside edison starbucks for like... 2 hours.
i dont know, i just didnt feel like moving.
and it was really nice out.
so i eventually left, after consuming anther 2 izzes.
heh. but heather and i talked about some really stupid shit.
like religion,
i wound up having to say "ok, who am i offending" coz i dont think before i speak and i was in public.
but yeah. it was funny.
i somehow created the ghetto jesus.
who doesn't want a carpenter's knife or sheep from judas on his birthday.
aye.
i should not be allowed to read about anything,
coz once i know stuff i become obsessed with the knowledge.
stop me. no read-ee.
blah.
go home,
bored out of my mind.
go to wegmans.
bought tazo citron filterbags and tazo mambo 'tea kit' thingy.
i like citronvery much,
and mambo is pretty sweet too.
speaking of which!
i got two new mug awards today.
eric personalized the one he gave me buy drawing himself.
it was funny.
and one from diana, coz... well. i came in an hour early.
i returned the favor in diana's direction coz... she dealt with flat out bullshit.
she called him a few times with no answer. gah!
but yeah...
BETTER THAN MUG AWARDS...
I GOT MY TEA PASSPORT PIN!!!
it's not as super duper awesome as i wanted it to be.
but its still super duper awesome.
its a white tea pot with gold outline and a tea leaf in the middle.
itd be better if it had the Tazo symbol instead...
but whateverrrr!
not everything can be perfect.
and to top it off,
i made a super sweet "Your Barista Is..." sign.
i was proud of it.
i recommended the Banana Mocha Frappuccino,
that i don't even like,
but no one buys it.
and then people started buying it.
i lured them in with my super-hott frappuccino drawing with starbucks insignia.
though the siren was just a few dots of white.
whatever.
i was proud of my sign,
except my name. which i just plopped on there coz i took too much time already.
ok end.
it is too damn hott.