A few months back, I was regularly having dreams about shit with my move out here going wrong -- most notably with me getting here and not having a job at Old Navy. A number of my dreams feature me going into an office and talking to managers and being told that they didn't want/need me, that the store wasn't an old navy anymore, blahblahblah, whatever, it varied.
The thing that didn't vary, though, was what the office looked like, and what one of managers I spoke to looked like.
Today I walked into the management office at Old Navy at the start of my shift, and it looked exactly the same office I'd been having dreams about months ago (note: it looks nothing like the office back in Tilton), right down to the number of things hung on the wall, and the number of desk chairs. The district manager (who has his office in our store) was there, and he looked exactly like the manager in my dream, down to the shirt he was wearing.
So, okay. That's fucking weird.
Other than that, my first day was sort of uneventful, except for my getting lost trying to find the break room. I already wish I only had one job, because my god, i am exhausted, and i have to go to both jobs tomorrow (lolol i get off at lush at 3 and have to be in at ON at 3. Luckily they're only two blocks apart.)
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