Long time, no post.
Work was slow today, more so than usual. So, we dusted the shelves. I wasn’t too eager to do this because it always makes me sneeze a lot and I’m still somewhat under the weather. I couldn’t help but laugh, though, when while we were dusting Neva said to herself, “Nasty, nasty shelves!” So I thought, “Nasty nasty, Miles!”
My mood at work changed often between several feelings. Today, I was mostly chipper, bored, or frustrated. I mean, it was a good day, and there were lots of nice people to talk to. I was sleepy and there wasn’t anything interesting to do. And I miss someone. So I guess that explains it all.
There’s an older man who works at the customer service desk. His hair is solid white except for his facial hair. He has a plain mustache, and it is dark brown. It really makes his moustache stand out. Considering the shape of his face and how his moustache looks, he really looks a lot like Hitler. He does wear glasses and he’s about the nicest person you could meet, so I know he’s not the real deal ;). I would hate to stick him with such an infamous nickname, so I haven’t pointed out the similarities.
There really are a lot of interesting people at work. I’ve been telling myself that I don’t get to know people enough. I think I miss out on a lot. Our customer service team leader has his master’s in history from UAB. The “Aprons” cook is a retired stock broker. The customer service manager is a walking memorial to the” boy band” era (seriously, it’s hilarious; he’s in his thirties). The assistant store manager’s son has cancer. One of the stock clerks is so dedicated he just works off the clock after he’s worked 40 hours some weeks. (Or at least that was the case at his last store. We were much busier there.) The deli manager’s first marriage was so bad that he just left. He said, “You can buy a new house, but you can’t buy happiness.”
It’s so easy to think of the people around you as a function of your environment, simply a complicated interface. Part of my job tends to make me feel this way about people. When we get really busy, it’s all about being efficient. People become a task. You do your work quickly and move on.
I’m getting lost in thought again. So anyway, those are things I think about at work. I’ve started talking to people more. There are so many people worth meeting.
After work Quinn and I cleaned up the common area. Liz came over and I made a salmon burger for myself. We watched the movie “Hell Boy”. I agree with Quinn’s description of the movie, “I won’t say that it’s a good movie, but it’s definitely a fun movie!” We then felt compelled to watch the Turok review on Zero Punctuation, because Yahtzee mentions Ron Perlman. Quinn and I drank this whole time, starting when the movie started for me and when I started cooking for Quinn. I had two, he had five. *Sigh* What’s with people drinking too much lately?
After playing with my cats some, Quinn started up some P3, and I helped Liz with her gen. chem homework. It was actually a lot of fun. It’s encouraging to know that I haven’t forgotten material from my freshman year.
And now I’m typing. That’s it, unless I’ve forgotten something. Maybe I’ll make a habit of this. It’s nice to revisit thoughts I’ve had during my day before they drift out of my memory.
My mood at work changed often between several feelings. Today, I was mostly chipper, bored, or frustrated. I mean, it was a good day, and there were lots of nice people to talk to. I was sleepy and there wasn’t anything interesting to do. And I miss someone. So I guess that explains it all.
There’s an older man who works at the customer service desk. His hair is solid white except for his facial hair. He has a plain mustache, and it is dark brown. It really makes his moustache stand out. Considering the shape of his face and how his moustache looks, he really looks a lot like Hitler. He does wear glasses and he’s about the nicest person you could meet, so I know he’s not the real deal ;). I would hate to stick him with such an infamous nickname, so I haven’t pointed out the similarities.
There really are a lot of interesting people at work. I’ve been telling myself that I don’t get to know people enough. I think I miss out on a lot. Our customer service team leader has his master’s in history from UAB. The “Aprons” cook is a retired stock broker. The customer service manager is a walking memorial to the” boy band” era (seriously, it’s hilarious; he’s in his thirties). The assistant store manager’s son has cancer. One of the stock clerks is so dedicated he just works off the clock after he’s worked 40 hours some weeks. (Or at least that was the case at his last store. We were much busier there.) The deli manager’s first marriage was so bad that he just left. He said, “You can buy a new house, but you can’t buy happiness.”
It’s so easy to think of the people around you as a function of your environment, simply a complicated interface. Part of my job tends to make me feel this way about people. When we get really busy, it’s all about being efficient. People become a task. You do your work quickly and move on.
I’m getting lost in thought again. So anyway, those are things I think about at work. I’ve started talking to people more. There are so many people worth meeting.
After work Quinn and I cleaned up the common area. Liz came over and I made a salmon burger for myself. We watched the movie “Hell Boy”. I agree with Quinn’s description of the movie, “I won’t say that it’s a good movie, but it’s definitely a fun movie!” We then felt compelled to watch the Turok review on Zero Punctuation, because Yahtzee mentions Ron Perlman. Quinn and I drank this whole time, starting when the movie started for me and when I started cooking for Quinn. I had two, he had five. *Sigh* What’s with people drinking too much lately?
After playing with my cats some, Quinn started up some P3, and I helped Liz with her gen. chem homework. It was actually a lot of fun. It’s encouraging to know that I haven’t forgotten material from my freshman year.
And now I’m typing. That’s it, unless I’ve forgotten something. Maybe I’ll make a habit of this. It’s nice to revisit thoughts I’ve had during my day before they drift out of my memory.