Work, Alaska, the beach and bird crap. Story of my life.
I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update. This darn computer is chunkier than peanut butter and the Norton Antivirus thing my dad installed is making it worse, or so I believe. Because I said so. So there. It won't let me navigate away from the homepage, I have to click links off my favorites list to get anywhere. It's getting rather irksome...just a tad. Plus, today has been my first day off since I started working two weeks ago. And that's only because they don't want to pay me overtime twice in one week. (I work on Sundays.) So pretty much, I work seven days a week. Yeah, it's gonna be a fun summer. I'm not too fond of my job...being a cashier gets old REALLY fast. It's just frustrating that I'm going to be a senior in college and I just can't get away from these entry level jobs because no one else will hire just for the summer. Especially since my Saturdays are off-limits because I've dedicated them to Kidz n the Kitchen. I want to do it, though. Johanna can drive a saint to swearing, but otherwise it's a fun place to work. I'm feeling a little left out, though. She supposedly wasn't able to give me enough hours so I had to practically cut it off to work elsewhere. Yet she's hired two new people. I don't get it. It's business practice, I guess. One of the girls is the daughter of a prominent local caterer/restauranteur and the other is a culinary student. She's making contacts. I have absolutely no culinary contacts nor do I have any sort of experience or training. I understand how it's a good strategy and beneficial to the business. It's just happening at my expense, I guess. I know she feels bad about it too. We were friends far before I became her employee. That's okay. I'll be moving on pretty soon anyway.
Speaking of which...I've been doing a lot of talking about the whole Alaska dream, but I'm thinking it would probably be more helpful to actually get the recommendations and finish the application. Time's gonna run out very soon. As in, around next week. So much for getting the application in early like you're supposed to. Oops. I guess I wasn't as serious as I thought I was. It required a lot of thought, though. Alaska is completely different from what I'm used to. I've never actually LIVED outside of New England. At least, not since I was 2. And I'm still not 100% sure if I can handle it. Only one way to find out, I guess. I could always go to grad school for a year and try again next year if I don't get in this round. Shit. Grad school. That's a whole different ballgame.
Well, this has been a not-so-great Fourth of July. It's grey, windy, cold and drizzly. Went to the beach for an hour or so with a friend this morning anyway. It wasn't raining at that point. She has access to this private beach which is GORGEOUS! I really like it because not many people go to it: it's pretty exclusive. Only yacht club members and the hotel guests. Yeah, rich people, pretty much. We retreated from the chilly wind and lack of sunshine. She's not very brave. She goes to school in Florida. Wimp. I washed the FIT today. Because that's what I do when it's supposed to rain in two hours. You'd be proud, I cleaned out the inside, too. It's amazing what you find when you clean out your car. I'm starting to notice how many tiny little chips and scratches there are all over the car. I don't get it. Am I really that careless? Silly question. And there's this tiny dent on the hatch that I honestly cannot explain at all. Maybe the result of a beach umbrella gone astray? Not really sure. There's no scratch, just a random dent. And tell me the truth you guys...have you been putting a sign on my roof that says ATTENTION ALL BIRDS: CRAP ON ME!? Don't lie to me...I made the mistake of leaving the window wide open one day and a bird actually managed to poop INSIDE my car!! Right where the window buttons are...yeah, ick! I'm so proud of that FIT, but it's showing the unfortunate side effects of belonging to me.
So much more to say, but this is an online journal, not a novella contest. So I'm out! Miss u sjc peoples!
Speaking of which...I've been doing a lot of talking about the whole Alaska dream, but I'm thinking it would probably be more helpful to actually get the recommendations and finish the application. Time's gonna run out very soon. As in, around next week. So much for getting the application in early like you're supposed to. Oops. I guess I wasn't as serious as I thought I was. It required a lot of thought, though. Alaska is completely different from what I'm used to. I've never actually LIVED outside of New England. At least, not since I was 2. And I'm still not 100% sure if I can handle it. Only one way to find out, I guess. I could always go to grad school for a year and try again next year if I don't get in this round. Shit. Grad school. That's a whole different ballgame.
Well, this has been a not-so-great Fourth of July. It's grey, windy, cold and drizzly. Went to the beach for an hour or so with a friend this morning anyway. It wasn't raining at that point. She has access to this private beach which is GORGEOUS! I really like it because not many people go to it: it's pretty exclusive. Only yacht club members and the hotel guests. Yeah, rich people, pretty much. We retreated from the chilly wind and lack of sunshine. She's not very brave. She goes to school in Florida. Wimp. I washed the FIT today. Because that's what I do when it's supposed to rain in two hours. You'd be proud, I cleaned out the inside, too. It's amazing what you find when you clean out your car. I'm starting to notice how many tiny little chips and scratches there are all over the car. I don't get it. Am I really that careless? Silly question. And there's this tiny dent on the hatch that I honestly cannot explain at all. Maybe the result of a beach umbrella gone astray? Not really sure. There's no scratch, just a random dent. And tell me the truth you guys...have you been putting a sign on my roof that says ATTENTION ALL BIRDS: CRAP ON ME!? Don't lie to me...I made the mistake of leaving the window wide open one day and a bird actually managed to poop INSIDE my car!! Right where the window buttons are...yeah, ick! I'm so proud of that FIT, but it's showing the unfortunate side effects of belonging to me.
So much more to say, but this is an online journal, not a novella contest. So I'm out! Miss u sjc peoples!