dishroom valante
well ive gotten into the swing.
i hate my job now, i feel like a slave to the dishes. being a supervisor is much harder than i thought. falling asleep to trays and dishes falling into the machine haunts me. i have to be on top of my game all the time, know whats goin on out in two eating areas. i have to be a bitch to my friends and tell them what to do, and yell at them if they arent on their game. i hate that too. its not like it used to be, sit down if theres nothin i can do. but there is always somehting i have to be doing now, so i dont really get a chance to sit down with my friends anymore. im the only one that works on my side during the day, so im usually alone. and i have nothing else to talk about but work, since its all i do. wake up, get ready, go to work. swipe out, eat dinner, come home, and then if im not ina bad mood, i go to sleep early, or go to sleep early anyway, or just watch tv and try to tune out everything else thats goin on.
i still enjoy the house, company is nice. its the only time i can really socialize. weekends are fun, but i like to work weekends cuz i dont have to do alot of work. just hang out on the normal side of the dishroom (as opposed to the dark side) and get to see my friends over there.
campus center fucked me over, so i wont be gettin paid till the 25th, but look forward to a nice 14 grand. which a grand has to go to two months of over due rent, and oil. then i can start payin parents back... oh, nope, i will need that other 400 for marches rent. thennnnn i can start payin parents back. ugh. being an adult sucks.
we are lookin at a house on route nine. its nice, but there are 6 wantin in, and only one bathroom. trouble. we will see though. it could work out. we need to discuss. it would be me, jared, do, gumsy, anmarie (hopefully) and perhaps bri. we will see.
yesterday was valentines day, and i got the sweetest surprise at work. eric came into my dishroom while i was working by my lonesome, carryin a red rose. he didnt really have a chance to say anything cuz his mouth was full with my toungue within seconds. we thought it would be nice to have plans for later, but my belly was still digesting veal from the dinner with my parents the night before. so i didnt want dinner. instead a movie and cocktails back at his place. the bourne supremecy was too over my head, so we watched eurotrip instead. now most of our coworkers have been tipped off about us, so both of us are gettin guff, but all agree we would make the cutest dishroom couple. its hard to imagine, but he does make me happy and ive never seen him smile so much. tension has been drunkily building for a while now, eh, we will see what happens.
i miss you guys at home and intend on coming back the weekend after this one. so make some good plans (that means you jake)and i miss julia too. and my cat alot.
-colleen
i hate my job now, i feel like a slave to the dishes. being a supervisor is much harder than i thought. falling asleep to trays and dishes falling into the machine haunts me. i have to be on top of my game all the time, know whats goin on out in two eating areas. i have to be a bitch to my friends and tell them what to do, and yell at them if they arent on their game. i hate that too. its not like it used to be, sit down if theres nothin i can do. but there is always somehting i have to be doing now, so i dont really get a chance to sit down with my friends anymore. im the only one that works on my side during the day, so im usually alone. and i have nothing else to talk about but work, since its all i do. wake up, get ready, go to work. swipe out, eat dinner, come home, and then if im not ina bad mood, i go to sleep early, or go to sleep early anyway, or just watch tv and try to tune out everything else thats goin on.
i still enjoy the house, company is nice. its the only time i can really socialize. weekends are fun, but i like to work weekends cuz i dont have to do alot of work. just hang out on the normal side of the dishroom (as opposed to the dark side) and get to see my friends over there.
campus center fucked me over, so i wont be gettin paid till the 25th, but look forward to a nice 14 grand. which a grand has to go to two months of over due rent, and oil. then i can start payin parents back... oh, nope, i will need that other 400 for marches rent. thennnnn i can start payin parents back. ugh. being an adult sucks.
we are lookin at a house on route nine. its nice, but there are 6 wantin in, and only one bathroom. trouble. we will see though. it could work out. we need to discuss. it would be me, jared, do, gumsy, anmarie (hopefully) and perhaps bri. we will see.
yesterday was valentines day, and i got the sweetest surprise at work. eric came into my dishroom while i was working by my lonesome, carryin a red rose. he didnt really have a chance to say anything cuz his mouth was full with my toungue within seconds. we thought it would be nice to have plans for later, but my belly was still digesting veal from the dinner with my parents the night before. so i didnt want dinner. instead a movie and cocktails back at his place. the bourne supremecy was too over my head, so we watched eurotrip instead. now most of our coworkers have been tipped off about us, so both of us are gettin guff, but all agree we would make the cutest dishroom couple. its hard to imagine, but he does make me happy and ive never seen him smile so much. tension has been drunkily building for a while now, eh, we will see what happens.
i miss you guys at home and intend on coming back the weekend after this one. so make some good plans (that means you jake)and i miss julia too. and my cat alot.
-colleen