Well this was going to be a good post for once...
So at my aunt's persuasion I ended up going into Boston today for a sort of test run before I go in for "real" on Thursday. It was alright...I mean I was able to find one of the temp agencies I was looking for as well as a few other unintentional locations (namely China Town, the Theater District and Occupy Boston.....why is it I find things of interest when I'm not looking for them?). I know what to do with the trains now, which is very nice considering how I had two little mishaps (first wasn't at the right part of the platform for boarding and was thus scolded by a conductor, then I got off one station too early and had to navigate the city to find my initial stop (so I would know where to go when I headed home).
And as far as the big city was concerned, I can proudly say I handled myself very well. Didn't start to really panic any until it started getting dark and more crowded with people heading home.
And then I was heading home which is where I got miffed. So about a month or so ago I attended one of the Michael's painting classes. I did the seascape one specificaly for the fact I knew I could give the resulting painting to my mother for Christmas if I thought it turned out pretty decently. Which it did, so that's what I'm going to do. I also debated about having it framed since I could get an employee discount on it at work (in actuality I can't but I didn't know that at the time) but decided against it until I actualy started working in the frame shop. Upon realizing that I could get it for a decent price (canvases don't require glass nor mats, which REALLY brings the price down, plus it was small) I decided to go for it so that I could give mom a gift that not only I painted, but framed to! I placed the order about a week and a half ago, Kristin wrote a pretty decent sized note on the form to let me fill the order and it was due to be completed on the 17th. A couple of days ago when I came into work I saw the frame was in and got excited, was very tempted to ask if I could do the order right then and there, but then told myself not to be stupid, I needed to wait and be patient just like all the other customers.
So I'm heading home on the train and they've just announced the stop for Natick when my phone rang. I noticed it was a unregistered number and got excited that maybe it was another hit on the umpteen million resumes I've sent out so far. I decided to get off one stop early (although turns out it wasn't a stop early sine they skipped the first Natick station) so I wouldn't be distracting the other riders on the train.
Ani: Hello? *all eager and perky*
Other end: Hello, this is Michael's custom frame shop...
Ani: *thinking* Oh, it's Mike..wonder why he's calling me..
Mike: ...and we wanted to let you know your order is ready to be picked up.
Ani:.................................I was supposed to do that.
Mike: What?
Ani: It's me, Andrea.
Mike: Yes...Andrea Duffy...
Ani: ANDREA WHO WORKS THERE!!
Mike: Oh umm..ok....come and get it when your ready *hangs up and I'm pretty certain still didn't register who it was*
Ani:.................AUGH *wants to chuck her phone at something but then gets distracted with needing to orient herself of where this station is*
Thing is...Mike's a pretty nice guy. He does drive the other three employees up a wall because he tends to screw up on things which they ahve to fix, but up until now I personaly didn't have a reason to be irritated at him.
HOW COULD HE HAVE NOT BLOODY SEEN THAT NOTE!??! AND I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT THEY WEREN'T MASSIVELY BEHIND AND NEEDED TO GET IT OFF THE LIST BECAUSE EVEN IF WE WERE MASSIVELY BEHIND THAT ORDER WASN"T DUE FOR ANOTHER THREE MORE DAYS!!!
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh..............I really wish I was in the framing department tommorrow so I could vent about this. Although, actualy, even if I'm not, if Ann Marie (my framing manager who really doesn't like Mike) is there, I plan on pullin my order out of the ready cabinets and handing it to her, asking her if she can please disassemble it. I'll leave it up to her to decide if she wants to do that (I mean...I want to rip the thing apart since it's lost the whole meaning behind it but materials can be rather pricey...), but at least I know for a fact she'll be sympathetic if I bring it up with her.
Too bad I know for a fact that she wasn't in the frameshop today...would ahve asked Mike to put her on the phone and she would have at the very least recognized me -_-
Just...ugh...
And as far as the big city was concerned, I can proudly say I handled myself very well. Didn't start to really panic any until it started getting dark and more crowded with people heading home.
And then I was heading home which is where I got miffed. So about a month or so ago I attended one of the Michael's painting classes. I did the seascape one specificaly for the fact I knew I could give the resulting painting to my mother for Christmas if I thought it turned out pretty decently. Which it did, so that's what I'm going to do. I also debated about having it framed since I could get an employee discount on it at work (in actuality I can't but I didn't know that at the time) but decided against it until I actualy started working in the frame shop. Upon realizing that I could get it for a decent price (canvases don't require glass nor mats, which REALLY brings the price down, plus it was small) I decided to go for it so that I could give mom a gift that not only I painted, but framed to! I placed the order about a week and a half ago, Kristin wrote a pretty decent sized note on the form to let me fill the order and it was due to be completed on the 17th. A couple of days ago when I came into work I saw the frame was in and got excited, was very tempted to ask if I could do the order right then and there, but then told myself not to be stupid, I needed to wait and be patient just like all the other customers.
So I'm heading home on the train and they've just announced the stop for Natick when my phone rang. I noticed it was a unregistered number and got excited that maybe it was another hit on the umpteen million resumes I've sent out so far. I decided to get off one stop early (although turns out it wasn't a stop early sine they skipped the first Natick station) so I wouldn't be distracting the other riders on the train.
Ani: Hello? *all eager and perky*
Other end: Hello, this is Michael's custom frame shop...
Ani: *thinking* Oh, it's Mike..wonder why he's calling me..
Mike: ...and we wanted to let you know your order is ready to be picked up.
Ani:.................................I was supposed to do that.
Mike: What?
Ani: It's me, Andrea.
Mike: Yes...Andrea Duffy...
Ani: ANDREA WHO WORKS THERE!!
Mike: Oh umm..ok....come and get it when your ready *hangs up and I'm pretty certain still didn't register who it was*
Ani:.................AUGH *wants to chuck her phone at something but then gets distracted with needing to orient herself of where this station is*
Thing is...Mike's a pretty nice guy. He does drive the other three employees up a wall because he tends to screw up on things which they ahve to fix, but up until now I personaly didn't have a reason to be irritated at him.
HOW COULD HE HAVE NOT BLOODY SEEN THAT NOTE!??! AND I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT THEY WEREN'T MASSIVELY BEHIND AND NEEDED TO GET IT OFF THE LIST BECAUSE EVEN IF WE WERE MASSIVELY BEHIND THAT ORDER WASN"T DUE FOR ANOTHER THREE MORE DAYS!!!
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh..............I really wish I was in the framing department tommorrow so I could vent about this. Although, actualy, even if I'm not, if Ann Marie (my framing manager who really doesn't like Mike) is there, I plan on pullin my order out of the ready cabinets and handing it to her, asking her if she can please disassemble it. I'll leave it up to her to decide if she wants to do that (I mean...I want to rip the thing apart since it's lost the whole meaning behind it but materials can be rather pricey...), but at least I know for a fact she'll be sympathetic if I bring it up with her.
Too bad I know for a fact that she wasn't in the frameshop today...would ahve asked Mike to put her on the phone and she would have at the very least recognized me -_-
Just...ugh...