wal-mart rent-head
I am working at Wal-Mart, just not the position I had hoped for. I really wanted to be a cashier, since I loved being one at Albertson's and I actually miss it. I sort of dug my own grave, however, when I put in my application that I have bakery experience... because that's where they put me.
This is pretty much the end of my second week. My feet hurt, my body aches, and oh, did I mention that on most days, I have to be at the bakery for FOUR IN THE MORNING? Yeah. I have to be at the Wal-Mart before the sun is even lightening the sky, when the stars are still bright and beautiful (just not in the Wal-Mart parking lot because the lights there are too bright).
Long story short, I've applied to be transferred to the front as a cashier. Hurrah...
Every once in a while, I rent movies from the library, which is awesome and cool and fantastic. While browsing one day, I came across a DVD of the live recording of the final Broadway showing of RENT. Of course, I gasped and snatched it up. Mom and I finally got a chance to start watching it last night, though we had to stop at the intermission so I could go to bed (I'm like an old woman, now. D: ). So, today, we finished it. Naturally, I teared up a few times, but I didn't cry. Then, I started watching the extras, little segments about the final performance, some of the original cast going on stage at the end, people talking about how RENT has changed their lives for the better, and how, "All good things must come to an end." I really didn't start crying until I saw the Broadway lights for RENT go out. It is tradition to turn the lights out when the show has finished its run, but just seeing that pretty much made me bawl like a baby. I had known that RENT ended its run on Broadway, but just seeing the lights go out made it real to me.
This is pretty much the end of my second week. My feet hurt, my body aches, and oh, did I mention that on most days, I have to be at the bakery for FOUR IN THE MORNING? Yeah. I have to be at the Wal-Mart before the sun is even lightening the sky, when the stars are still bright and beautiful (just not in the Wal-Mart parking lot because the lights there are too bright).
Long story short, I've applied to be transferred to the front as a cashier. Hurrah...
Every once in a while, I rent movies from the library, which is awesome and cool and fantastic. While browsing one day, I came across a DVD of the live recording of the final Broadway showing of RENT. Of course, I gasped and snatched it up. Mom and I finally got a chance to start watching it last night, though we had to stop at the intermission so I could go to bed (I'm like an old woman, now. D: ). So, today, we finished it. Naturally, I teared up a few times, but I didn't cry. Then, I started watching the extras, little segments about the final performance, some of the original cast going on stage at the end, people talking about how RENT has changed their lives for the better, and how, "All good things must come to an end." I really didn't start crying until I saw the Broadway lights for RENT go out. It is tradition to turn the lights out when the show has finished its run, but just seeing that pretty much made me bawl like a baby. I had known that RENT ended its run on Broadway, but just seeing the lights go out made it real to me.