well this post ended up way longer then i intendend but hey
So anyway, I pretty much hate my job. Not like in a My life is miserable I weep over the steering wheel every morning, kind of way, but more a sort of, Oh my god I hate filling the fucking coke fridge. What the fucking hell, have you people never heard of TAPS, jesus. And what the what, BP, how are we still using fecking DOS, are you even aware of the 21st century? kind of way. It's not awful and not all that strenuous, and the pay is good, but it's crappy and unstimulating, and the slushie machines are noisy as hell.
HOWEVER. There is one thing I kinda love about it.
One of my jobs, the actual formal name for it is "Facing and Filling" the shelves and fridges. It's basically putting out stock (filling), and making sure it's all at the front of the shelf/fridge with the label facing forward (facing).
So, um, it might happen that, uh, while walking back to the counter after turning all the cokes around, I might, occasionally, maybe, sort of, um, do this:
HOH YES. I AM A MUTHAFLIPPING FACER YOU GUISE :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Also, election happened. FIFTEEN HOUR FREAKING DAY, my god, but I actually enjoyed it. Even if my throat was killing me after asking 400 people's names, addresses, if they've voted so far in this election, no, in THIS election. With THESE candidates. Today or in the last few weeks. LOL. The answer I want to hear is no. Awesome. Here're your ballots, this is what you do with them.
The moral is: people. For seriously. Be kind to your polling officials. That certified list is bloody huge.
But you know the really amazing thing is how many people in the world are named Francis.
I HATE KANGAROOS AND ALSO EVERY OTHER DRIVER ON THE ROADS. FUCKING HOPPY BASTARDS HAVE NO SENSE OF TIMING AND I ALWAYS GET STUCK BEHIND CARAVANS, TRUCKS, UTES LOADED UP WITH DIRT AND RUBBISH, OR OLD PEOPLE WHO ARE IDEALOGICALLY OPPOSED TO GOING A SANE SPEED. I had a really unfortunate drive in this morning and have been ranting about this all day.
My beloved car has reached the stage where bits are literally falling off when I touch them, and my speedo is completely beyond saving. But on the other hand I HAVE A NEW COMPUTER~~~ \o/ Or, will do, on Monday. I beautiful new desktop with a massive 21 INCH SCREEN I CAN'T EVEN that's powerful enough to handle my ridiculously expensive video and image editing software. I am so in love with it, seriously. Expect many comments on old posts when I finally get it, because I doubt I'll ever want to leave it and will finally be able to catch up on all the internet I've missed lately for whatever reason.
Speaking of, HELLO BBS HOW ARE YOU I'VE MISSED YOOOUUUUUU SFM, MY GOD. I'm still sort of everywhere, but can't wait to get this new computer going and actually, you know, participate on this LJ thing with all you wonderful people again. <3
Oh hang on, one last thing: Have I mentioned that I'm going to Brisbane to chill with mah peeps? BECAUSE YEAH, I'M GOING TO FREAKING BRISBANE(!!!!) TO CHILL WITH MY BEAUTIFUL, BADARSE FREAKING PEEPS(!!!!), JSYK (\O/)
HOWEVER. There is one thing I kinda love about it.
One of my jobs, the actual formal name for it is "Facing and Filling" the shelves and fridges. It's basically putting out stock (filling), and making sure it's all at the front of the shelf/fridge with the label facing forward (facing).
So, um, it might happen that, uh, while walking back to the counter after turning all the cokes around, I might, occasionally, maybe, sort of, um, do this:
HOH YES. I AM A MUTHAFLIPPING FACER YOU GUISE :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Also, election happened. FIFTEEN HOUR FREAKING DAY, my god, but I actually enjoyed it. Even if my throat was killing me after asking 400 people's names, addresses, if they've voted so far in this election, no, in THIS election. With THESE candidates. Today or in the last few weeks. LOL. The answer I want to hear is no. Awesome. Here're your ballots, this is what you do with them.
The moral is: people. For seriously. Be kind to your polling officials. That certified list is bloody huge.
But you know the really amazing thing is how many people in the world are named Francis.
I HATE KANGAROOS AND ALSO EVERY OTHER DRIVER ON THE ROADS. FUCKING HOPPY BASTARDS HAVE NO SENSE OF TIMING AND I ALWAYS GET STUCK BEHIND CARAVANS, TRUCKS, UTES LOADED UP WITH DIRT AND RUBBISH, OR OLD PEOPLE WHO ARE IDEALOGICALLY OPPOSED TO GOING A SANE SPEED. I had a really unfortunate drive in this morning and have been ranting about this all day.
My beloved car has reached the stage where bits are literally falling off when I touch them, and my speedo is completely beyond saving. But on the other hand I HAVE A NEW COMPUTER~~~ \o/ Or, will do, on Monday. I beautiful new desktop with a massive 21 INCH SCREEN I CAN'T EVEN that's powerful enough to handle my ridiculously expensive video and image editing software. I am so in love with it, seriously. Expect many comments on old posts when I finally get it, because I doubt I'll ever want to leave it and will finally be able to catch up on all the internet I've missed lately for whatever reason.
Speaking of, HELLO BBS HOW ARE YOU I'VE MISSED YOOOUUUUUU SFM, MY GOD. I'm still sort of everywhere, but can't wait to get this new computer going and actually, you know, participate on this LJ thing with all you wonderful people again. <3
Oh hang on, one last thing: Have I mentioned that I'm going to Brisbane to chill with mah peeps? BECAUSE YEAH, I'M GOING TO FREAKING BRISBANE(!!!!) TO CHILL WITH MY BEAUTIFUL, BADARSE FREAKING PEEPS(!!!!), JSYK (\O/)