Uhmmmm.... (16 of 40)
I think I'll make tonight another short post night. I'm hungry and I think I probably need to wash some clothes for work tomorrow, which starts at noon. I could probably start a load tonight and just take care of the drying tomorrow, but I think there are loads in the washer and dryer already, and I don't have anywhere to put the dry clothes until morning.
I was kinda hoping I'd get to have my interview today, since I really liked the outfit I was wearing, which was one of the few times I actually thought that red shirt looked good on me. Oh well, tomorrow will be fine. I just have to hope I don't get another customer like I had today. I finally experienced what happens when I push credit a little too hard. I offered this lady a Kohl's Charge, and she said she didn't want one. I said it wouldn't take long to open one and it'd save her about fifteen bucks. She says she only pays cash. Naturally (and stupidly), I see this as a great opportunity to close the deal (which I guess I did) by mentioning that she can pay the card off at the register with cash at any time. Before I even finished my sentence, she flares her eyes at me and growls, "I don't. Do. Credit." I wasn't expecting this, so it really caught me off guard. Shook me up pretty bad for the next half hour or so. She seemed really nice besides that small outburst, but I still had trouble calming down after that. I had to do a lot of deep breathing, and luckily I got to go on my 15-min break about ten minutes later. Managed to get some food in my hungry belly since there still hot dogs in the fridge from Friday, and that really helped soothe me some. Still, much as I realize I probably shouldn't admit this, I actually felt some tears welling up a bit while I was in the bathroom, and not just the normal tears I cry when I look in my pants. Man, do I need to grow a spine.
The reason I was pushing credit especially hard today (since I might not have kept asking otherwise) is because when I clocked on at 2:30 we had ZERO credits and ZERO emails. It was a little sad when I found out, and I was seriously considering applying for a charge a third time if nobody had gotten a credit by the time my shift ended at 6:30. Luckily, Andrew got one around 4:30 or so, and I ended up getting some British chick who just moved here to apply too, pretty much fifteen minutes before my shift ended. I also entered my own email around 3, just so we could be on board for SOMETHING. Still, though, it's a little depressing that we've been failing so hard recently at getting credits, even more than usual. Anyway, Pravind left around 5 or so today, so I didn't get interviewed yet like I said, but she said she'll get someone to cover me at some point during my shift tomorrow so we can talk about it. The more I think about it, the more nervous I get. Eek. Even just saying the word nervous is making me nervous. X[
So we got the van back from the shop already, and it turned out that we didn't have to pay anything for them to replace the sensor that was acting up, since it was just barely still under warranty for the last time they fixed our transmission.
I found out this morning that my great grandma died about 24 hours ago. I never really spent that much time with her, but when I did see her, she seemed really nice. She was just a few months short of 97 years old, and she was apparently in a lot of pain, so I suppose it's for the best. The funeral is this Friday, but we're probably not gonna be going. I have work, and my dad has a doctor's appointment that he's been trying to get for a while. I dunno for sure though, cause I think I remember my dad saying he was gonna see if he could reschedule to something still soon. I should check to be certain, so I can find someone to grab my shift in time. This ambivalence I'm feeling makes me wonder though; if someone I were closer to were to die, how would I react? After all, back in elementary school when my mom got into a huge car accident and I got pulled out of school to go see her, I didn't even believe my dad wasn't joking around again until about twenty minutes after leaving school. Even now, some ten years later, I still have difficulties suspending my disbelief a lot of the time. I have a tendency to expect deaths to be faked or other serious things to be joked about. I'm kind of afraid that I wouldn't really notice that much if something seriously serious happened. Or maybe "notice" isn't the right word, but I get the feeling maybe I'll just crack jokes about it nonstop, like I do whenever I end up in a serious conversation. Granted, that's how I'd like people to act after I die (laugh and continue with whatever they were doing), so for all I know, that's what others want too, but from what I can tell, most people like being serious. I figure unless someone specifically tells me otherwise, I should just try and act serious. Or something like that anyway. Then again, if a person I've never met can shake me up so much and nearly bring me to tears as easily as that customer did today, maybe having something actually bad happen to me will crush me completely.
Well, it's getting late, and I have stuff to take care of tomorrow. I suppose I'll call it a night and leave you with my LJ comment stats as a parting thought. Wish me luck on the interview!
Total comments: 54
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122aesling304
63castortroysd
54kristyrat
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37scintilla72
28hoshinokaze
29coderjoe
210theunlimited
211lilgumba
212nessephanie
213aieli_ileia
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115tsunami_jones
116trythil
117mgi_eclipse
118jnzk
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120temaranight
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I was kinda hoping I'd get to have my interview today, since I really liked the outfit I was wearing, which was one of the few times I actually thought that red shirt looked good on me. Oh well, tomorrow will be fine. I just have to hope I don't get another customer like I had today. I finally experienced what happens when I push credit a little too hard. I offered this lady a Kohl's Charge, and she said she didn't want one. I said it wouldn't take long to open one and it'd save her about fifteen bucks. She says she only pays cash. Naturally (and stupidly), I see this as a great opportunity to close the deal (which I guess I did) by mentioning that she can pay the card off at the register with cash at any time. Before I even finished my sentence, she flares her eyes at me and growls, "I don't. Do. Credit." I wasn't expecting this, so it really caught me off guard. Shook me up pretty bad for the next half hour or so. She seemed really nice besides that small outburst, but I still had trouble calming down after that. I had to do a lot of deep breathing, and luckily I got to go on my 15-min break about ten minutes later. Managed to get some food in my hungry belly since there still hot dogs in the fridge from Friday, and that really helped soothe me some. Still, much as I realize I probably shouldn't admit this, I actually felt some tears welling up a bit while I was in the bathroom, and not just the normal tears I cry when I look in my pants. Man, do I need to grow a spine.
The reason I was pushing credit especially hard today (since I might not have kept asking otherwise) is because when I clocked on at 2:30 we had ZERO credits and ZERO emails. It was a little sad when I found out, and I was seriously considering applying for a charge a third time if nobody had gotten a credit by the time my shift ended at 6:30. Luckily, Andrew got one around 4:30 or so, and I ended up getting some British chick who just moved here to apply too, pretty much fifteen minutes before my shift ended. I also entered my own email around 3, just so we could be on board for SOMETHING. Still, though, it's a little depressing that we've been failing so hard recently at getting credits, even more than usual. Anyway, Pravind left around 5 or so today, so I didn't get interviewed yet like I said, but she said she'll get someone to cover me at some point during my shift tomorrow so we can talk about it. The more I think about it, the more nervous I get. Eek. Even just saying the word nervous is making me nervous. X[
So we got the van back from the shop already, and it turned out that we didn't have to pay anything for them to replace the sensor that was acting up, since it was just barely still under warranty for the last time they fixed our transmission.
I found out this morning that my great grandma died about 24 hours ago. I never really spent that much time with her, but when I did see her, she seemed really nice. She was just a few months short of 97 years old, and she was apparently in a lot of pain, so I suppose it's for the best. The funeral is this Friday, but we're probably not gonna be going. I have work, and my dad has a doctor's appointment that he's been trying to get for a while. I dunno for sure though, cause I think I remember my dad saying he was gonna see if he could reschedule to something still soon. I should check to be certain, so I can find someone to grab my shift in time. This ambivalence I'm feeling makes me wonder though; if someone I were closer to were to die, how would I react? After all, back in elementary school when my mom got into a huge car accident and I got pulled out of school to go see her, I didn't even believe my dad wasn't joking around again until about twenty minutes after leaving school. Even now, some ten years later, I still have difficulties suspending my disbelief a lot of the time. I have a tendency to expect deaths to be faked or other serious things to be joked about. I'm kind of afraid that I wouldn't really notice that much if something seriously serious happened. Or maybe "notice" isn't the right word, but I get the feeling maybe I'll just crack jokes about it nonstop, like I do whenever I end up in a serious conversation. Granted, that's how I'd like people to act after I die (laugh and continue with whatever they were doing), so for all I know, that's what others want too, but from what I can tell, most people like being serious. I figure unless someone specifically tells me otherwise, I should just try and act serious. Or something like that anyway. Then again, if a person I've never met can shake me up so much and nearly bring me to tears as easily as that customer did today, maybe having something actually bad happen to me will crush me completely.
Well, it's getting late, and I have stuff to take care of tomorrow. I suppose I'll call it a night and leave you with my LJ comment stats as a parting thought. Wish me luck on the interview!
Total comments: 54
1kiiiiiiiitsuner
122aesling304
63castortroysd
54kristyrat
45inthesto
46forever_aqua
37scintilla72
28hoshinokaze
29coderjoe
210theunlimited
211lilgumba
212nessephanie
213aieli_ileia
114moonlight_soldr
115tsunami_jones
116trythil
117mgi_eclipse
118jnzk
119pwolf
120temaranight
1
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