I did not expect to get home this late tonight. Jeez. I walked in the door maybe 5 minutes ago, after a 10:30 close at RFC. On a normal 10:30, I'm home by 12:30-1ish. FFS. These guests WOULD NOT LEAVE. GTFO, bitches. Loud kids, wouldn't go... for fuck's sake. I hung around to turn in my manager's cash for her, and that was off, so I had to go find her again to get that resolved. Just... lots of shit tonight, man.
I walked into work SUPER stressed out and hormonal and hot and just not at all in a good place. I felt like I was going to be a teary mess the entire night. But something happened... I calmed myself down. I fanned myself until I felt cool temperature wise, and I grabbed a squeeze lizard thing to just squeeze all my tension in to. I calmed down and made it through the night without any problems, and actually had a decent night, despite guests that wouldn't gtfo.
I also realized something about myself, that I noticed last week. When I feel like just another cog in the wheel, useless because there are people infinitely better than me at what I do, I don't care as much. But when I am the one that has to step up and cover for whatever it is, someone being sick, whatever, I step it up a lot. Tonight, my coworker was sick again and she had to call out, so it was me and two other people on the register who don't do it much. So I had to lead, essentially, and be the one the manager depended on. And I stepped it up because I felt needed. Totally a subconscious thing, it seems, but yeah. I can be damn helpful when I need to be. I mean, I do my job no matter what, but... yeah.
We're starting to die off at RFC , which means hours will be cut soon. DDDDD: Oh man. I'm afraid of being able to make rent and shit, looool. Here's hoping it's not *too* bad. I'm afraid that I'm damn expendible as an employee, since I don't really floor stock where everyone else does, so I'm afraid they'll cut me more. I'm pretty damn good on register, and that's what I specialize in.. but I feel like they'll take the generalists who can do both over me who can do floor stock, but I suck ass at it. :|||||||| With having to move and get my new ID and get my car switched and get insurance and etc, etc, etc, I'm worried. But it'll work out, I hope. Disney hasn't called. I doubt they will. :|||||||
Ok. Gotta do laundry now (ran out of underwear, god damn it). Will also continue .gif-ing. Got a bit behind, damn it. Did "Out of Thin Air" and the scene after that last night into today, and damn, it was BORING. Just not a lot of great poses to work with. Still got 80something gifs out of it, but man. Jasmine's animation is incredibly horrendous in this film. Noticing it even more so. And weirdly, I'm growing a lot in appreciation for Genie and Aladdin, just watching the animation in great detail like this. The two of them are *hilarious* when they interact. I guess I've never really watched them before.
Before I go, have a random .gif I've made. It's incredibly stupid, yet I love it.
Yeah. I'm enjoying this .gif project. XDDD
ETA: Might I just add how much I'm enjoying drinking wine with my after work dinner? XDD
ariellen and I bought some wine at Publix last week, just some Arbor Mist, which is only like 6% alcohol by volume. Nothing hardcore, obviously, but it has that wine taste and feel, and it's quite relaxing to have a little bit of it with dinner. I think I've had some every day for that week. XDD Just a little tea cup full, or whatever. It's very quaint. Though, I shouldn't be drinking a depressant when I'm trying to stay awake and get stuff done... lol, ah well.