bored
So I'm sitting in the box office on my first day of work at the theater and I'm bored out of my damn mind. Oh well...can't have it all. Started good though. Walked in to find a paycheck they forgot to give me at the end of last year. And there's actually some decent money on the thing.
I know I'm going to be damned tired tomorrow because I have to work tonight till closing at NYC and then do my hw tonight when I get home and I can't sleep late because I open the store tomorrow. Good thing I love my job or I wouldn't be able to handle it. I'm barely balancing everything as it is. I'm hoping that after class tomorrow I can drive up to visit my mom for a night, since I won't be getting many chances to see her for a while.
Sage is finally coming around to me. She still plays the "let's run from Carina because it annoys her" game, but she will let me approach her a lot of the time, even with Tink home (yes, I have decided to start using nicknames. It sounds fun).
Oh...and last night I got in the elevator with an Indian, a Mexican, and a black man. That's it. Nothing sketchy or sleazy about any of them, but doesn't it sound like it needs to be some kind of joke? Or is it just me? I'm not normally a fan of any sort of racist joke, but I was seriously just standing there in the middle of the three men (literally) and thinking, "Oh my God. I'm in a joke."
Anyway...I'll shut up now.
I know I'm going to be damned tired tomorrow because I have to work tonight till closing at NYC and then do my hw tonight when I get home and I can't sleep late because I open the store tomorrow. Good thing I love my job or I wouldn't be able to handle it. I'm barely balancing everything as it is. I'm hoping that after class tomorrow I can drive up to visit my mom for a night, since I won't be getting many chances to see her for a while.
Sage is finally coming around to me. She still plays the "let's run from Carina because it annoys her" game, but she will let me approach her a lot of the time, even with Tink home (yes, I have decided to start using nicknames. It sounds fun).
Oh...and last night I got in the elevator with an Indian, a Mexican, and a black man. That's it. Nothing sketchy or sleazy about any of them, but doesn't it sound like it needs to be some kind of joke? Or is it just me? I'm not normally a fan of any sort of racist joke, but I was seriously just standing there in the middle of the three men (literally) and thinking, "Oh my God. I'm in a joke."
Anyway...I'll shut up now.