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Why am I using a stupid livejournal still till this day I don't know but I really need to get in the habit of using it again. It will be good to get some stuff off my chest once and a while. For the face that Rachel thinks that is the ones thing I rush into without thinking. That is, Venting of course.
So as of my summer back from college. I have barely seen any of my school friends, besides Rachel and have spent most of my time with my parents or at Victoria's Secret. Which is kind of sad if you think about it. Oh well, tomorrow it will be a week since I have been home. I figured that it its quite as sad until its longer then a week on doing something other then working and spending time with the family.
Which brings me to my first venting topic.... I HATE NEW GIRLS AT WORK! Hate is a rather strong word. I shouldn't go as far as saying that maybe but I strongly dislike new girls. They do not know how to work at all. Granted, yes I have worked there for a year now and so I know the ropes. And I probably wasn't sharp as a nail when I started at VS either. But dear lord I was not that bad. I knew how to work, and work hard at that. I didn't go around and shop when I was on clock and suppose to be doing my job! I'll set up the scene for you. My shift is 6pm-3am. Yes I said 3am. We have a brand guide that night for the Semi-Annual Sale. Aka SAS. Basically we are setting the WHOLE store up for this sale, and it takes a very very long time. You would think with all the girl that we had working that night that we would get done quickly, heck maybe leave before three... maybe if its a long shot. I think not. I didn't get home till four because people do not know what they are doing. There was about 4 to 5 of the old girls compared to a staggering 7 or 8 new girls. There is oh so many of us to go around to keep answer questions as well as get out of little projects done. ANYWAYS, this is not apart of my story/scene that I was beginning to set up. It is about 1am in the morning and I am in the back room marking down Pink clothes. We have a full wall and half to the ceiling with Pink clothing that I have to individual look in a packet to see if its on sale and if so mark it down. Actually not that big of a deal, I like that job because I know what I am doing. I am not whining quite yet. No no no. At 1am the blond girl (That I have no idea what her name is) is lucky and gets off before the rest of us because thats how her shift ran. At Victoria's Secret we are allowed to make a bag of whatever we want the day before the sale so that when we come in the next day we can buy it. Everyone is allowed so I'm not mad at this girl for that. No. I am mad that she came in the back and was all up in my koolaid shopping in the back. While I am trying to work, I have to stop every few times because she is in my way looking at either the clothes I just put on rolling rack that I marked down or even the ones that I am pulling from the wall on a latter and TRYING to do my job but she is in the way. It was the most ridiculous moment of my life. I was giving her death glares the whole time. The nerve! I know you are off and you get to shop but be respectful and realize that I have a project to get done and I am trying to get out of here at 3!
Okay I realize that me ranting so badly about this is a bit selfish and just too whiny. But really, what is this livejournal for if I can't express my hidden thoughts that I don't say out loud to anyone because I don't want to seem so... WHINY! Anyways, moving more towards the semi hatred of the new girls. Yesterday during the first day of SAS, I was going around doing go-backs (The bras people didn't want in the fitting room and other such things) and handing out shoppers to people I see the same blond girl leave her zone, and actually go in Pink and look at the sale clothes... she was shopping on the clock... not doing her job she is getting paid for and shopping... You know I occasionally will look at a price here and there if I see something but this is not where I leave the room I am in, and purposely look at stuff to buy. No no no. I do not do that. This girl is an airhead. Shoot me now.
So I am done with my rant about the new girls and the infamous blond dumb ass. Other then that I really don't mind work. All the old girls that said they weren't going to come back over the summer ended up coming back so its like the gang is back together. I like working there most of the time. Fatimah can get a bit sketchy. She gets on power trips sometimes and it annoys everyone, but I tend to annoy it for the most part. I know what I am doing, I've been doing it for a year there now so ignoring is the best policy when it comes to managers. Oh and I am in love Jayne. She is a darling. We worked up at the cash wrap almost my whole shift today and I love her!
Now to all of those who watch The Hills. Can we recall the intern Emily on the show? Yes the perky perfect/we all wanted to shoot her secretly intern. Yes her. Well, we have a girl JUST like her at work now. She even looks like her and has the same voice as her. Gasp... perhaps it is her? She asked if I was new today and shook my hand, rather firmly, and told me her name.
I should really stop talking about work about now shouldn't I? Its kind of depressing to know that most of this entry is about work. Sad.
Rachel and I went to Dan's new place yesterday though. Yes I have a life and I went out once so far. There place is small, and it kind of smells like some kind of pee but other then that it is okay! I mean its pretty cool that him and Goose have their own place. There the first people I know of that I am friends with that don't live with their parents anymore. But it was fun. Dan got the Newlyweds DVD game for all of us to place. Rachel and I dominated. We cheated a little bit though. I think they started to catch on too but oh well. If you ain't cheatin' you ain't tryin'. And yes a teacher taught me that saying in high school. Oh Mr. Kaemmer.
Tomorrow is the Fasha's birthday and I still haven't been able to pick him up something. It isn't like I haven't thought of anything. I had been planning on getting me the official OSU baseball hate for a while. Since he loves the baseball team and it would be cute if I got him it considering I go to U of O. But the day I got back he got it in the mail. He had bought it for himself not realizing I had been planning on getting him one the whole time. That butt head. Why would he get himself something only a week before his birthday, he always does this! Anyways he said he wouldn't mind another one, one that he could work out in the yard in and one that could be his nice one. You know my dad is obsess with something when he needs two of the same thing for those purposes. Anyways, If I have the time I am going to try to go into P-Town tomorrow to go to the beaver's store to buy him a new hat and maybe get a baseball t-shirt for him as well. Heck I would even buy a baseball t-shirt. Yes I know me wear something beavers? I support the baseball team... THATS IT! Everything else the hell to them! Lol I support my ducks!
Which makes me lead you off with what we sing in the second half of the basketball games with the band....
"Life is like a hurricane, here in Duckberg, race-cars, lasers, aeroplanes, its a duck blur. Might solve a mystery. OR REWRITE HISTORY!
Ducktales! OOOoooOO. Everyday that I've been making
Ducktales! OOOoooOO. Something something something new bad something
Lucktales! OOOOOoooO
D-D-Danger watch behind you. There's a stranger out to find you. What to do just grab on to some..
DUCKTALES OOOoooOO! "
So as of my summer back from college. I have barely seen any of my school friends, besides Rachel and have spent most of my time with my parents or at Victoria's Secret. Which is kind of sad if you think about it. Oh well, tomorrow it will be a week since I have been home. I figured that it its quite as sad until its longer then a week on doing something other then working and spending time with the family.
Which brings me to my first venting topic.... I HATE NEW GIRLS AT WORK! Hate is a rather strong word. I shouldn't go as far as saying that maybe but I strongly dislike new girls. They do not know how to work at all. Granted, yes I have worked there for a year now and so I know the ropes. And I probably wasn't sharp as a nail when I started at VS either. But dear lord I was not that bad. I knew how to work, and work hard at that. I didn't go around and shop when I was on clock and suppose to be doing my job! I'll set up the scene for you. My shift is 6pm-3am. Yes I said 3am. We have a brand guide that night for the Semi-Annual Sale. Aka SAS. Basically we are setting the WHOLE store up for this sale, and it takes a very very long time. You would think with all the girl that we had working that night that we would get done quickly, heck maybe leave before three... maybe if its a long shot. I think not. I didn't get home till four because people do not know what they are doing. There was about 4 to 5 of the old girls compared to a staggering 7 or 8 new girls. There is oh so many of us to go around to keep answer questions as well as get out of little projects done. ANYWAYS, this is not apart of my story/scene that I was beginning to set up. It is about 1am in the morning and I am in the back room marking down Pink clothes. We have a full wall and half to the ceiling with Pink clothing that I have to individual look in a packet to see if its on sale and if so mark it down. Actually not that big of a deal, I like that job because I know what I am doing. I am not whining quite yet. No no no. At 1am the blond girl (That I have no idea what her name is) is lucky and gets off before the rest of us because thats how her shift ran. At Victoria's Secret we are allowed to make a bag of whatever we want the day before the sale so that when we come in the next day we can buy it. Everyone is allowed so I'm not mad at this girl for that. No. I am mad that she came in the back and was all up in my koolaid shopping in the back. While I am trying to work, I have to stop every few times because she is in my way looking at either the clothes I just put on rolling rack that I marked down or even the ones that I am pulling from the wall on a latter and TRYING to do my job but she is in the way. It was the most ridiculous moment of my life. I was giving her death glares the whole time. The nerve! I know you are off and you get to shop but be respectful and realize that I have a project to get done and I am trying to get out of here at 3!
Okay I realize that me ranting so badly about this is a bit selfish and just too whiny. But really, what is this livejournal for if I can't express my hidden thoughts that I don't say out loud to anyone because I don't want to seem so... WHINY! Anyways, moving more towards the semi hatred of the new girls. Yesterday during the first day of SAS, I was going around doing go-backs (The bras people didn't want in the fitting room and other such things) and handing out shoppers to people I see the same blond girl leave her zone, and actually go in Pink and look at the sale clothes... she was shopping on the clock... not doing her job she is getting paid for and shopping... You know I occasionally will look at a price here and there if I see something but this is not where I leave the room I am in, and purposely look at stuff to buy. No no no. I do not do that. This girl is an airhead. Shoot me now.
So I am done with my rant about the new girls and the infamous blond dumb ass. Other then that I really don't mind work. All the old girls that said they weren't going to come back over the summer ended up coming back so its like the gang is back together. I like working there most of the time. Fatimah can get a bit sketchy. She gets on power trips sometimes and it annoys everyone, but I tend to annoy it for the most part. I know what I am doing, I've been doing it for a year there now so ignoring is the best policy when it comes to managers. Oh and I am in love Jayne. She is a darling. We worked up at the cash wrap almost my whole shift today and I love her!
Now to all of those who watch The Hills. Can we recall the intern Emily on the show? Yes the perky perfect/we all wanted to shoot her secretly intern. Yes her. Well, we have a girl JUST like her at work now. She even looks like her and has the same voice as her. Gasp... perhaps it is her? She asked if I was new today and shook my hand, rather firmly, and told me her name.
I should really stop talking about work about now shouldn't I? Its kind of depressing to know that most of this entry is about work. Sad.
Rachel and I went to Dan's new place yesterday though. Yes I have a life and I went out once so far. There place is small, and it kind of smells like some kind of pee but other then that it is okay! I mean its pretty cool that him and Goose have their own place. There the first people I know of that I am friends with that don't live with their parents anymore. But it was fun. Dan got the Newlyweds DVD game for all of us to place. Rachel and I dominated. We cheated a little bit though. I think they started to catch on too but oh well. If you ain't cheatin' you ain't tryin'. And yes a teacher taught me that saying in high school. Oh Mr. Kaemmer.
Tomorrow is the Fasha's birthday and I still haven't been able to pick him up something. It isn't like I haven't thought of anything. I had been planning on getting me the official OSU baseball hate for a while. Since he loves the baseball team and it would be cute if I got him it considering I go to U of O. But the day I got back he got it in the mail. He had bought it for himself not realizing I had been planning on getting him one the whole time. That butt head. Why would he get himself something only a week before his birthday, he always does this! Anyways he said he wouldn't mind another one, one that he could work out in the yard in and one that could be his nice one. You know my dad is obsess with something when he needs two of the same thing for those purposes. Anyways, If I have the time I am going to try to go into P-Town tomorrow to go to the beaver's store to buy him a new hat and maybe get a baseball t-shirt for him as well. Heck I would even buy a baseball t-shirt. Yes I know me wear something beavers? I support the baseball team... THATS IT! Everything else the hell to them! Lol I support my ducks!
Which makes me lead you off with what we sing in the second half of the basketball games with the band....
"Life is like a hurricane, here in Duckberg, race-cars, lasers, aeroplanes, its a duck blur. Might solve a mystery. OR REWRITE HISTORY!
Ducktales! OOOoooOO. Everyday that I've been making
Ducktales! OOOoooOO. Something something something new bad something
Lucktales! OOOOOoooO
D-D-Danger watch behind you. There's a stranger out to find you. What to do just grab on to some..
DUCKTALES OOOoooOO! "