A long overdue update.
Good grief. It's been a while, and I keep meaning to update, but it obviously hasn't been happening.
So, my summer's kinda gone like this:
Tried to get a job, almost gave up on getting job after putting in around 15-20 applications, got a job at Meijer for 3rd shift GM (general merchandise) stock.
Tried to get my horn sold off, no one on Ebay wanted it for an acceptable price, and then IPFW got interested through Vernon. Finance department then proceeded to drag their feet for the entire summer.
So, currently, I'm about to enter my last week at Meijer before heading back to school full time (hopefully looking to be the last year), and although there's some incredibly fun people on staff there, I really hate the stocking job. The only part I actually like about it is that since we're 3rd shift, we. do. everything. period. If someone wants a pet, plant, game, or movie, we're in charge of taking care of it for them, as well as getting all the shelves on our side of the store stocked over the course of the night.
This has lead to interesting situations of "Oh, I'd like a snail-egg infested plant out of that tangled mess of an aquarium that stinks heavily of nitrogen." I got to fish that one out with my bare hand. And let's not forget "Oh, I felt like coming in at 4 AM to buy a big fat hamster."
Meijer also seems to be the favored play area of the less intelligent teens, who seem to think they need to test our balls by launching them down the aisles and leaving them for the magic ball-picking-up fairies. And let's not forget the genius who decided the empty toilet paper dispenser looked like a great place to stuff used toilet paper; that one left a smear all the way down the stall wall when I chanced upon it.
As far as my saxophone goes, FV and Dean Bean have made a crusade out of not giving into the idiocy of the finance department (they wanted them to buy a new horn that was $500 to $1000 more than I was selling mine for). FV just took it out for me to get appraised the other day at Mynett's and Blessings, and they both came back with $3500 for the offical price. This is good, as it looks like I'll have my new horn soon.
I'm still a little meh about the idea of using a saxophone made by a bunch of guys who make boat motors and crotch rockets, but I've played it before, and the feel and playability of it are suprisingly awesome.
Guess that's all for now, later then.
So, my summer's kinda gone like this:
Tried to get a job, almost gave up on getting job after putting in around 15-20 applications, got a job at Meijer for 3rd shift GM (general merchandise) stock.
Tried to get my horn sold off, no one on Ebay wanted it for an acceptable price, and then IPFW got interested through Vernon. Finance department then proceeded to drag their feet for the entire summer.
So, currently, I'm about to enter my last week at Meijer before heading back to school full time (hopefully looking to be the last year), and although there's some incredibly fun people on staff there, I really hate the stocking job. The only part I actually like about it is that since we're 3rd shift, we. do. everything. period. If someone wants a pet, plant, game, or movie, we're in charge of taking care of it for them, as well as getting all the shelves on our side of the store stocked over the course of the night.
This has lead to interesting situations of "Oh, I'd like a snail-egg infested plant out of that tangled mess of an aquarium that stinks heavily of nitrogen." I got to fish that one out with my bare hand. And let's not forget "Oh, I felt like coming in at 4 AM to buy a big fat hamster."
Meijer also seems to be the favored play area of the less intelligent teens, who seem to think they need to test our balls by launching them down the aisles and leaving them for the magic ball-picking-up fairies. And let's not forget the genius who decided the empty toilet paper dispenser looked like a great place to stuff used toilet paper; that one left a smear all the way down the stall wall when I chanced upon it.
As far as my saxophone goes, FV and Dean Bean have made a crusade out of not giving into the idiocy of the finance department (they wanted them to buy a new horn that was $500 to $1000 more than I was selling mine for). FV just took it out for me to get appraised the other day at Mynett's and Blessings, and they both came back with $3500 for the offical price. This is good, as it looks like I'll have my new horn soon.
I'm still a little meh about the idea of using a saxophone made by a bunch of guys who make boat motors and crotch rockets, but I've played it before, and the feel and playability of it are suprisingly awesome.
Guess that's all for now, later then.