I hardly post anything here anymore, Twitter took over my life. Sorry. I'll try harder from now on. Well, a few weeks ago I had a reason for disappearing - Work Experience, AKA pure hell.
I had to work in some retail store called Harris Scarfe...from 9 - 5:30 for a whole 4 days.
Day one:
Fell over stairs. No, not steps. STAIRS. My ankle has a massive cut a long it now, and it was purple for like a week >__< NOT GOOD. Stacked shelves ALL DAY.
Day two:
Woke up with fucking stiff legs, holy shit I couldnt walk properly. Got introduced to the Harris Scarfe 'survival kit'. A pocket knfe, red texta, black texta, scissors and sticky tape. Lethal shit I tell you. All I did allday was write signs for stock and sniff permanent markers er, admire the epicness that is permanent markers. SUCCESS IS MINE <3
Day three:
Ran into an employee that looked EXACTLY like a Masterchef contestant named Andre. Everytime he walked past I'd stop and stare and drool. Then I stacked $350 casserole dish thingies for the rest of the day. However, they gave me a full one hour break which was awesome!
Day four: [Last day hell yeaaaaa]
Only stacked a few shelves and then cut up boxes. Met another Work Experience girl, pretty much did nothing but chat all day. Aweeeesome <3
And throughout those 4 days of hell, guess how much I got paid altogether? $20. YES, 20 FUCKING DOLLARS. Oh shit, kill me now lmao. I hate work experience.
To anyone who works in retail, I respect you sooooooo much.
Oh and look what I got for FREE: