Nigga, you need a J-O-B
alright, I haven't updated anything substantial in a while so I guess i can write out how the working life is going.
I got hired at target to do overnight signing which I was told was just taking down old signs and prices and putting new ones up (which i thought would be incredibly boring/easy) I go there and the second i get there this fat black guy is like "Nigga come with me." than he asks if its my first day and i say yeah and he says "Aight, yo...In the freezer." Me and this other new kid are in the freezer for 6 hours, on a giant ladder throwing down ice cream and other shit without jackets. so we finally get out and all these old spanish men are smiling at us and i think to myself maybe God does exist and I am allowed to leave this freezing deathbed. no such luck.
They tell us both to take three boxes each and run as fast as we can down the corridor and back the first one to go there and back to where they started is the victor. The first "race" I won. and this old spanish guy hugs me and tells me I just won him two hundred dollars and asks if i'd like to sniff blow in the bathroom with him. I decline because my nose is frostbitten, and he waves it in my face to taunt me.
so after, i finally got out at like 9:30 in the morning (I started at 10 at night) I felt like a pussy pre-school student after his first day at school I was all like "Mommy, I can't go back! the other kids are so mean/coke-addicted/no habla ingles" and she understood, so i went to human resources adn she said i was supposed to be trained at signing but they messed up and didn't want to waste 8 hours of training time having me learn something else so I told her they just wasted those 8 hours anyway and walked away. I felt like a badass until I realized i was now unemployed again.
That was my one night stand with Target.
Now, I'm working at FYE in the mall. Compared to the last job, I feel like i'm working at Willy Wonka's candy shop. I mean I get my fair share of disgruntled goth kids and gangsta wannabes, but it sure beats the freezer.
Fuck Freezers.
Fuck Boxes.
Fuck Ladders.
Fuck Target.
I got hired at target to do overnight signing which I was told was just taking down old signs and prices and putting new ones up (which i thought would be incredibly boring/easy) I go there and the second i get there this fat black guy is like "Nigga come with me." than he asks if its my first day and i say yeah and he says "Aight, yo...In the freezer." Me and this other new kid are in the freezer for 6 hours, on a giant ladder throwing down ice cream and other shit without jackets. so we finally get out and all these old spanish men are smiling at us and i think to myself maybe God does exist and I am allowed to leave this freezing deathbed. no such luck.
They tell us both to take three boxes each and run as fast as we can down the corridor and back the first one to go there and back to where they started is the victor. The first "race" I won. and this old spanish guy hugs me and tells me I just won him two hundred dollars and asks if i'd like to sniff blow in the bathroom with him. I decline because my nose is frostbitten, and he waves it in my face to taunt me.
so after, i finally got out at like 9:30 in the morning (I started at 10 at night) I felt like a pussy pre-school student after his first day at school I was all like "Mommy, I can't go back! the other kids are so mean/coke-addicted/no habla ingles" and she understood, so i went to human resources adn she said i was supposed to be trained at signing but they messed up and didn't want to waste 8 hours of training time having me learn something else so I told her they just wasted those 8 hours anyway and walked away. I felt like a badass until I realized i was now unemployed again.
That was my one night stand with Target.
Now, I'm working at FYE in the mall. Compared to the last job, I feel like i'm working at Willy Wonka's candy shop. I mean I get my fair share of disgruntled goth kids and gangsta wannabes, but it sure beats the freezer.
Fuck Freezers.
Fuck Boxes.
Fuck Ladders.
Fuck Target.