The only thing I hate is the '50s music they play 24/7
I don't like failing at things, or making mistakes as I learn new skills (basically, I'm a perfectionist and I like to be immediately good at everything), so I've become a sort of deliberate underachiever. I accepted yet another job a couple weeks ago that makes absolutely no use of my journalism degree -- I'm now a shelf-stocker (er, I mean, Merchandise Movement Team member) at a Canadian department store. The job is so easy, you guys. Here's what I do: I take things out of boxes, and I put them on the shelves. This does not bore me, however -- actually, I kind of like it. I am borderline (heh, maybe more than borderline) obsessive-compulsive about things being in order, so lining up everything on the shelves according to a planogram appeals to me. Also, the hours are 5-9 am, which means I haven't had to adjust my crazy-ass schedule at all (I can still get up in the early evening, watch my favorite TV shows, and walk Scout at 2:30 am), and I don't have to deal with customers. I'm mostly left alone in my own little section, and the time goes by really fast.
I also like my co-workers. A few of them are funny and nice to talk to. My boss is kind of dismissive, but generally okay. There's one extremely grouchy lady (it's her job to unlock the doors every time someone rings the buzzer, which is often, and she gets so angry about being interrupted -- she'll slam down whatever she's holding, swear to herself, and stomp off to the doors, and I always expect to see her face turn bright red and smoke come pouring out of her ears, like in the cartoons), but I find her overreactions really funny -- I just laugh to myself and stay out of her way, and she leaves me alone. My favorite woman, though, is this tall, skinny, relatively quiet lady who is quite nice... unless you really piss her off. She told me a great story the other day -- a while back, she heard these two local ladies were going around town telling people she and her sister were bitches. So one night, when she knew they'd be at Bingo, she stomped into the Bingo hall and up to them, slammed her fist down on their table (which, being one of those flimsy card tables, snapped down the middle), and said, "I heard you've been calling me and my sister bitches. I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot after Bingo." And she did! She waited a full hour, but the ladies refused to come out.
Now, in honor of me having actual money again and being able to afford a paid account, here's a little poll:
Poll Poll of Randomness
Oh! Another thing I plan to do with my money (besides visit Roxy in Florida and go to a Veronicas concert there, if Jess and Lisa ever actually announce the American tour dates) is buy an MP3 player. I've never had one (I know! My old computer couldn't handle them). I don't want an ipod, and I've heard good things about the Sandisk Sansa e200 series. Has anyone here used one, and did you like it?
I also like my co-workers. A few of them are funny and nice to talk to. My boss is kind of dismissive, but generally okay. There's one extremely grouchy lady (it's her job to unlock the doors every time someone rings the buzzer, which is often, and she gets so angry about being interrupted -- she'll slam down whatever she's holding, swear to herself, and stomp off to the doors, and I always expect to see her face turn bright red and smoke come pouring out of her ears, like in the cartoons), but I find her overreactions really funny -- I just laugh to myself and stay out of her way, and she leaves me alone. My favorite woman, though, is this tall, skinny, relatively quiet lady who is quite nice... unless you really piss her off. She told me a great story the other day -- a while back, she heard these two local ladies were going around town telling people she and her sister were bitches. So one night, when she knew they'd be at Bingo, she stomped into the Bingo hall and up to them, slammed her fist down on their table (which, being one of those flimsy card tables, snapped down the middle), and said, "I heard you've been calling me and my sister bitches. I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot after Bingo." And she did! She waited a full hour, but the ladies refused to come out.
Now, in honor of me having actual money again and being able to afford a paid account, here's a little poll:
Poll Poll of Randomness
Oh! Another thing I plan to do with my money (besides visit Roxy in Florida and go to a Veronicas concert there, if Jess and Lisa ever actually announce the American tour dates) is buy an MP3 player. I've never had one (I know! My old computer couldn't handle them). I don't want an ipod, and I've heard good things about the Sandisk Sansa e200 series. Has anyone here used one, and did you like it?