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I know I say this a lot, but I love Cinemagic!
Yesterday, work was awesome...During my break, I was called upstairs, which I will admit made me a little nervous. Nevertheless, I grabbed my french fries and headed up to the office. When I reached the door, I saw Rheanna and Jamie through the window. All I could think was why did both of the managers need to talk to me...together...Was I in trouble? Then, I knocked and they opened the door. I walked in to find both Diane and Heather in there too. I wasn't in trouble. They just needed me for something since I'm eighteen now and can stay clocked in past eleven. What I was needed for was a secret though, so I couldn't tell the other workers why I had been called into the office. They didn't like that...especially Laura. Apparently she "lost all respect" for me last night...it was funny. Then today, she pulled so many pranks on me...and I fell for all of them! She hid my drink during my half-hour break and then brought it back to me blaming Sloper for its absence. I believed her and then as she walked away she admitted to stealing it. It was funny, but I felt kind of dumb...why am I so gullible?
Anyway, I'm becoming more and more attached to Cinemagic as time goes on. It's more than just a job. It's like a second family. I've also made some really good friends there whom I never would have met otherwise...Laura, Aylene, Stephanie, Diane...just to name a few. I used to think Melissa was just a little crazy when she talked about how she was "addicted" to her job, but I understand it now. In fact, I think I am too. It's too bad my mom doesn't understand it though. When I first got the job, everyone was proud of me. I had taken a step forward in growing up and done something productive. Now, though, I feel like my mom is getting annoyed with it. She thinks I'm working too much, which is completely wrong considering I average only three shifts a week, if I'm lucky. It bothers me so much, because honestly, I think earning money is more important than homework right now. I have had this job for 6 months and my class rank has improved, so obviously I'm not abandoning my schoolwork. Why doesn't she get it? I love to work. I need to work. I want to work. The only thing affecting my grades is my own lack of motivation, which has nothing to do with work and everything to do with the fact that I'm graduating soon and have become somewhat apathetic. I took Stephanie's shift for this Tuesday, 5-10, because she has to babysit. I quickly thought about whether I had anything big due on Wednesday and after deciding that I didn't, I agreed to take it. When I came home and told my mom, she had this dirty, disapproving look on her face. I don't get it. I have maintained good grades, been accepted into college, been awarded a partial scholarship, and am so much of a goody-two-shoes I make myself sick. When have I ever given her a reason not to trust my decisions? Why can't she understand me anymore?
Yesterday, work was awesome...During my break, I was called upstairs, which I will admit made me a little nervous. Nevertheless, I grabbed my french fries and headed up to the office. When I reached the door, I saw Rheanna and Jamie through the window. All I could think was why did both of the managers need to talk to me...together...Was I in trouble? Then, I knocked and they opened the door. I walked in to find both Diane and Heather in there too. I wasn't in trouble. They just needed me for something since I'm eighteen now and can stay clocked in past eleven. What I was needed for was a secret though, so I couldn't tell the other workers why I had been called into the office. They didn't like that...especially Laura. Apparently she "lost all respect" for me last night...it was funny. Then today, she pulled so many pranks on me...and I fell for all of them! She hid my drink during my half-hour break and then brought it back to me blaming Sloper for its absence. I believed her and then as she walked away she admitted to stealing it. It was funny, but I felt kind of dumb...why am I so gullible?
Anyway, I'm becoming more and more attached to Cinemagic as time goes on. It's more than just a job. It's like a second family. I've also made some really good friends there whom I never would have met otherwise...Laura, Aylene, Stephanie, Diane...just to name a few. I used to think Melissa was just a little crazy when she talked about how she was "addicted" to her job, but I understand it now. In fact, I think I am too. It's too bad my mom doesn't understand it though. When I first got the job, everyone was proud of me. I had taken a step forward in growing up and done something productive. Now, though, I feel like my mom is getting annoyed with it. She thinks I'm working too much, which is completely wrong considering I average only three shifts a week, if I'm lucky. It bothers me so much, because honestly, I think earning money is more important than homework right now. I have had this job for 6 months and my class rank has improved, so obviously I'm not abandoning my schoolwork. Why doesn't she get it? I love to work. I need to work. I want to work. The only thing affecting my grades is my own lack of motivation, which has nothing to do with work and everything to do with the fact that I'm graduating soon and have become somewhat apathetic. I took Stephanie's shift for this Tuesday, 5-10, because she has to babysit. I quickly thought about whether I had anything big due on Wednesday and after deciding that I didn't, I agreed to take it. When I came home and told my mom, she had this dirty, disapproving look on her face. I don't get it. I have maintained good grades, been accepted into college, been awarded a partial scholarship, and am so much of a goody-two-shoes I make myself sick. When have I ever given her a reason not to trust my decisions? Why can't she understand me anymore?