monitoring you like machines do
So, started work on Tuesday. Been tired and stressy, and I keep dreaming in bagging sequences and seeing containers shuffle themselves with ghost hands while I watch. It's irritating. :P
(last night my subconscious played a mean trick on me and kept pulling up a chat window where Xhan23 was talking, leading to me believe she was back, so I kept waking up-- being disappointed, falling asleep again, over and over. 8( I MISS YOU BB. *pathetic* )
Had first asshole customer today- another clerk was showing me the procedure / where things go while we cleaned up a mess that a man had made on a checkstand, and he went, "How many people does it take to change a lightbulb, eh? Haha!"
... I'm very sensitive at places where I'm working to make people like him happy, and it's really, really easy to make me cry if you push the right buttons. Making me feel like a helpless idiot is one of them. Luckily didn't actually cry, just nearly, and the customer-guy in back stuck up for us. ( "How hard is it to be careful with your coffee, eh? Haha!" )
Going to get more work acceptable clothes today with dad tomorrow on our day off, and drive over to San Francisco / Japantown. Will restock on dango supply and get other tastiness.
My heart goes out to Kat- if you EVER feel like you need to talk to me, feel free, though you already have two amazing and caring people who can do so in person. I cried too.
(last night my subconscious played a mean trick on me and kept pulling up a chat window where Xhan23 was talking, leading to me believe she was back, so I kept waking up-- being disappointed, falling asleep again, over and over. 8( I MISS YOU BB. *pathetic* )
Had first asshole customer today- another clerk was showing me the procedure / where things go while we cleaned up a mess that a man had made on a checkstand, and he went, "How many people does it take to change a lightbulb, eh? Haha!"
... I'm very sensitive at places where I'm working to make people like him happy, and it's really, really easy to make me cry if you push the right buttons. Making me feel like a helpless idiot is one of them. Luckily didn't actually cry, just nearly, and the customer-guy in back stuck up for us. ( "How hard is it to be careful with your coffee, eh? Haha!" )
Going to get more work acceptable clothes today with dad tomorrow on our day off, and drive over to San Francisco / Japantown. Will restock on dango supply and get other tastiness.
My heart goes out to Kat- if you EVER feel like you need to talk to me, feel free, though you already have two amazing and caring people who can do so in person. I cried too.