Tired excuses
Today was a day. Some parts of it were good, other parts of it were really, really boring. Most of the bits involving work were boring. It's amazing how repetitive my job gets when I don't have a friendly bagger to distract me, or when I'm working a six hour shift and only get one measly little break which I have to spend scarfing food just so I don't pass out. On the upside, one of my favorite barristas was working at Starbucks today and she was beyond good to me. :) She bought me a poster! They were going on sale for $1.25 and I couldn't get one until the end of my shift so she grabbed one for me. I was going to pay her back but she just gave it to me because she is made of sweetness. I got a couple of other posters too, but her gift was definitely the high point of my day, not to mention she picked a really beautiful close up of a bright pink flower. (I told her just to pick one she thought I'd like and my trust in her taste paid off because I LOVE it!) I've been needing some good posters for awhile now, and I finally have some! Woot.
Today I also realized I've lost track of some of my goals, which is probably why I've been so miserable at work. I kind of forgot that I was there to make money, silly as that sounds. But after a nice conversation with my dad this morning, (Yes, we do occasionally talk without ripping each other a new one, and it's nice) I've reevaluated some of the things I've been doing and some of the things I'm NOT doing...like writing. That stops tomorrow. I'm going to bite the bullet, set aside some time, and get back to my REAL job. My job as a cashier is to help me make money so I can save up for things like a laptop, Dragon*Con, and a trip overseas, and it's also a way to see the friends that I've made there. That's it. It's not my life. It's just a pitstop. Sure, it takes up the majority of my time/energy and yes, there are parts of it that I really enjoy, but I had started to forget that I needed to be doing other things as well, besides keeping up with chores and cooking myself lunches. I'm more than a cashier and it's time I started acting like it. We'll see how it goes. But tomorrow I am DEFINITELY writing something. Anything. Even if it's just some crappy haiku that never sees the light of day again-- I'm going to put some words onto some digital paper and get back to who I really am. Period.
Right now, though, I need sleep. For some reason--probably because snow spat out of the sky for a whole TWO MINUTES this afternoon--the store was packed today and I'm quite exhausted. G'night folks.
Today I also realized I've lost track of some of my goals, which is probably why I've been so miserable at work. I kind of forgot that I was there to make money, silly as that sounds. But after a nice conversation with my dad this morning, (Yes, we do occasionally talk without ripping each other a new one, and it's nice) I've reevaluated some of the things I've been doing and some of the things I'm NOT doing...like writing. That stops tomorrow. I'm going to bite the bullet, set aside some time, and get back to my REAL job. My job as a cashier is to help me make money so I can save up for things like a laptop, Dragon*Con, and a trip overseas, and it's also a way to see the friends that I've made there. That's it. It's not my life. It's just a pitstop. Sure, it takes up the majority of my time/energy and yes, there are parts of it that I really enjoy, but I had started to forget that I needed to be doing other things as well, besides keeping up with chores and cooking myself lunches. I'm more than a cashier and it's time I started acting like it. We'll see how it goes. But tomorrow I am DEFINITELY writing something. Anything. Even if it's just some crappy haiku that never sees the light of day again-- I'm going to put some words onto some digital paper and get back to who I really am. Period.
Right now, though, I need sleep. For some reason--probably because snow spat out of the sky for a whole TWO MINUTES this afternoon--the store was packed today and I'm quite exhausted. G'night folks.