Mine was spent in an actual honest-to-god storage closet taking training tests for six hours. I get to repeat said process tomorrow. Honestly, not even close to the worst first day I've had, but, you know, storage closet. With no air vents. And since I was all, "Must finish tests. Must finish tests!" I forgot to take my 15 min break. Will not do that tomorrow, since eye strain sent me to headache land. It just felt like, the dmv waiting room from Dante's version of Limbo/Hell. No windows. No air. Nothing, but a desk and a computer screen.
And it's a damn good thing I'm working now, since my tennis shoes decided my first day of work is when they needed to rip. I plan to get a new pair before my shift tomorrow. It's a grocery store, I sort of need rubber-sole shoes with no rips in them.
I also got my work shirts. They are, typically, mens shirts. I am swimming in mine, to be quite honest, but I can't go down a shirt size because my breasts won't fit. I do wonder how much it will cost to have them taken in. Damn you, odd body shape. Seriously, it's not enough that I'm fat, oh no, I'm a fat girl with an actual hour glass figure. Such body types are not meant for mens polo shirts. For this same reason I refuse to tuck the shirt in because then I will look like some female version of the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man swimming in a sea of navy. But, honestly, if my work shirts are my biggest problems in this job, I have nothing to complain about. It just irks me, b/c women and men really do have different body types and cutting off the length of a shirt doesn't automatically make it fit on a woman's body.
In other news:
I may or may not have started the "Cliched, over-used, and obvious songs for an Inception fanmix" fanmix, because sometimes, I go to the cracky, dark-humor place. It's just, man, do you know how many songs out there mention Dreams/the Sandman/variations thereof? Or let us take our dear friend, Arthur. Obviously if one was to make a crack-vid, a first choice song should be
"Defying Gravity" from the Wicked soundtrack. Now, if we're going for more serious but still omg-so-obvious-and-overused-but-I-want-romance-or-something, there's Sara Bareilles'
"Gravity." Or hell, even Enigma's
"Gravity of Love," which, granted, is more about gravity/seriousness, but the music itself sort of fits Inception. Odd, that. You can even make a whole mix of songs released before 1980. In case anyone is wondering, yes, these are the kind of thoughts which stray through my head when I can't sleep. It all comes back to music and humor.
Rubicon airs tonight, eager to see where we are after last week. And if there shall be more James Badge Dale and a newsboy cap. I'm also curious about the History Channel's Swamp People starting tonight. I honestly do love the Cajun culture and studying how much its changed in the past 50 years. I want to know how History Channel is going to highlight it in the show. And if they will broach the oil spill. And Katrina. And all the other things that make life on the swamp so fragile in an area prone of hurricanes.
Clearly its important to my modern day au as well, considering the characters of Roe, Snafu, and the made up small town in LA, but its one of the few subjects of American history which actually interests me. It's all part of my own research about the changing ideas of "identity" in America.