I think I spelled "du jour" wrong. kill me.
I had to go back 80 entries to catch up on my friends page. that's what happens when you don't livejournal for a couple of days!
today was my first day of work. it went surprisingly well. the cash register terrified me at first, but I got the hang of it pretty easily. everyone I worked with today was really nice, though I'm a bit apprehensive about tomorrow when kathy will be there...but she gets off 30 minutes after I start...and maybe she isn't really as evil as she seems...*crosses fingers* I fucked up when I rang up my first customer, by pressing the "check" button instead of the "cash" one (give me a break..it was on a different register than the one I'd been practicing on, and we were all chatting about...fabric store stuff....), but jody showed me how to fix it. yeah. and after closing wendy said I "honestly did a really great job", so I'm going to believe her...and if you think she was lying, keep your mouth shut! I think I did pretty well considering it was my first time ever in such a job.
to celebrate, lindsey and I went to in n out (her second trip of the night, my third night in a row), but when we got there, and I opened my wallet, I had no money. I had taken the 7 dollars that I really should be spending to fill my empty gas tank out earlier and put it in the pocket of my jeans, which I was not wearing, and lindsey only had 86 cents...luckily jonathan was there and he pulled out a fat wad of cash to pay for us...whew. I thought about stopping by afterward to visit the el stev, but he had sounded busy with frankie and dan, so we headed back home, driving 3 miles an hour on our street just so we could hear "NAY! we are but men! ha aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIAIAAAAAAAAAAA!" and I could flick on my windshield wipers in a perfectly timed accident...
I really wish that I could manage my buddy list on aim express...there's at least one person whose screenname I'm sick of staring at in disgust. blech. at least I can minimize the window.
I suppose I should go pick up all my clothes off of the floor and start unpacking them into christopher's drawers...and maybe study for that test I have tomorrow. arhkdnfv,mnaeroithsdfkjsdkljs/.
yeah.
I'm really excited about work...I hope that lasts.
you shouldn't think what you're feeling
get naked
that was for you wifey!
today was my first day of work. it went surprisingly well. the cash register terrified me at first, but I got the hang of it pretty easily. everyone I worked with today was really nice, though I'm a bit apprehensive about tomorrow when kathy will be there...but she gets off 30 minutes after I start...and maybe she isn't really as evil as she seems...*crosses fingers* I fucked up when I rang up my first customer, by pressing the "check" button instead of the "cash" one (give me a break..it was on a different register than the one I'd been practicing on, and we were all chatting about...fabric store stuff....), but jody showed me how to fix it. yeah. and after closing wendy said I "honestly did a really great job", so I'm going to believe her...and if you think she was lying, keep your mouth shut! I think I did pretty well considering it was my first time ever in such a job.
to celebrate, lindsey and I went to in n out (her second trip of the night, my third night in a row), but when we got there, and I opened my wallet, I had no money. I had taken the 7 dollars that I really should be spending to fill my empty gas tank out earlier and put it in the pocket of my jeans, which I was not wearing, and lindsey only had 86 cents...luckily jonathan was there and he pulled out a fat wad of cash to pay for us...whew. I thought about stopping by afterward to visit the el stev, but he had sounded busy with frankie and dan, so we headed back home, driving 3 miles an hour on our street just so we could hear "NAY! we are but men! ha aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIAIAAAAAAAAAAA!" and I could flick on my windshield wipers in a perfectly timed accident...
I really wish that I could manage my buddy list on aim express...there's at least one person whose screenname I'm sick of staring at in disgust. blech. at least I can minimize the window.
I suppose I should go pick up all my clothes off of the floor and start unpacking them into christopher's drawers...and maybe study for that test I have tomorrow. arhkdnfv,mnaeroithsdfkjsdkljs/.
yeah.
I'm really excited about work...I hope that lasts.
you shouldn't think what you're feeling
get naked
that was for you wifey!