Work and pants and wasting time
My time management skills, such as they are, have failed me. Or, no, I have failed them by not really trying all that hard. I gotta get back on track. Which is why I'm posting to lj instead of doing schoolwork. Yeah.
Below the cut I ramble on and on about enjoying my job and (not enjoying) my harrowing Quest for Slacks that Fit.
I finally got to use the light box at work this week, and my very own camera should be coming in next week. I hope it has a setting for spot focus, but if not, it's not the end of the world. I'd have specified I wanted that if I'd known they were ordering a camera right then. Anyway, the light box is grand. It makes an incredible difference in the quality of the shots.
One of the managers told me it was great having someone who actually enjoyed photographing merchandise. The girl who held this position before me found it tedious; she told me. And, well, yeah. If you just plop something down on the counter and press the button, it is tedious. It also looks, ahem, less than ideal. When you bother with lighting and camera settings and learning about exposure and aperture and all those nifty things photoshop can do, it's not nearly as dull. With the small stuff like necklaces and whatnot, I get to be an artist with the layout. How can that be tedious?
Then there's the part where the website looks like the image I designed. And the part where I get to make ads for the homepage. And the part where they pretty much let me do what I want. I've already decided I'm going to keep this job even after I start teaching for real money. Or, you know, for whatever pennies teaching is worth.
This all assumes I will graduate, which will not happen if I don't get my head back in the game.
In other (non-newsworthy) news
I have finally solved the problem of not being able to find pants that fit. I have a long (very long) torso. This makes it difficult to find shirts that tuck in and stay tucked in. The problem is exacerbated by the fact that women's slacks are almost all low-rise, with the occasional mid-rise pair, usually in a drab color with an elastic waist because apparently only grandmas have reservations about having their ass hang out of their work clothes, dammit. Ahem. Setting aside the problem of drafts where drafts should not be, low-rise pants make it impossible to tuck in any shirt.
The solution (drumroll please): menswear. Actually, I ended up shopping the teen guys section at Kohl's, because I am not as big as an actual man. And I have to get the slacks I bought hemmed. But I'd have to get them hemmed anyway, because I have short legs. They fit perfectly, they're high-rise, they have freakin' belt loops (something else I have trouble finding in women's pants) and decently sized pockets (yet another feature designers don't think women want). Why didn't I think of this earlier.
The men's shirts tuck in nicely, but they're still a little too wide, and the arms are an inch too long. Still, it's better than most of my options in the women's department. I've got a sewing machine. I may learn to alter them myself.
Below the cut I ramble on and on about enjoying my job and (not enjoying) my harrowing Quest for Slacks that Fit.
I finally got to use the light box at work this week, and my very own camera should be coming in next week. I hope it has a setting for spot focus, but if not, it's not the end of the world. I'd have specified I wanted that if I'd known they were ordering a camera right then. Anyway, the light box is grand. It makes an incredible difference in the quality of the shots.
One of the managers told me it was great having someone who actually enjoyed photographing merchandise. The girl who held this position before me found it tedious; she told me. And, well, yeah. If you just plop something down on the counter and press the button, it is tedious. It also looks, ahem, less than ideal. When you bother with lighting and camera settings and learning about exposure and aperture and all those nifty things photoshop can do, it's not nearly as dull. With the small stuff like necklaces and whatnot, I get to be an artist with the layout. How can that be tedious?
Then there's the part where the website looks like the image I designed. And the part where I get to make ads for the homepage. And the part where they pretty much let me do what I want. I've already decided I'm going to keep this job even after I start teaching for real money. Or, you know, for whatever pennies teaching is worth.
This all assumes I will graduate, which will not happen if I don't get my head back in the game.
In other (non-newsworthy) news
I have finally solved the problem of not being able to find pants that fit. I have a long (very long) torso. This makes it difficult to find shirts that tuck in and stay tucked in. The problem is exacerbated by the fact that women's slacks are almost all low-rise, with the occasional mid-rise pair, usually in a drab color with an elastic waist because apparently only grandmas have reservations about having their ass hang out of their work clothes, dammit. Ahem. Setting aside the problem of drafts where drafts should not be, low-rise pants make it impossible to tuck in any shirt.
The solution (drumroll please): menswear. Actually, I ended up shopping the teen guys section at Kohl's, because I am not as big as an actual man. And I have to get the slacks I bought hemmed. But I'd have to get them hemmed anyway, because I have short legs. They fit perfectly, they're high-rise, they have freakin' belt loops (something else I have trouble finding in women's pants) and decently sized pockets (yet another feature designers don't think women want). Why didn't I think of this earlier.
The men's shirts tuck in nicely, but they're still a little too wide, and the arms are an inch too long. Still, it's better than most of my options in the women's department. I've got a sewing machine. I may learn to alter them myself.