stories
SOOooo, I haven't really updated in a while. I guess because I have NO freAkin time on my hands.
Anyway, so I am working for the European Cosmetics company with Dior. They only have like 11 stores in the united states, but in Europe they are synonomous with like Bloomingdales here in the U.S. They have lke over 5,000 stores or something. IDK, all these foreign people come in our store and talk about how much bigger the Europe store is, blah, blah, blah...
Talking to foreigners is a regular ole thing here in nyc. I work with a whole bunch of polish people..(they're cool though), and then 1 or 2 other foreigners, but mostly everyone is of SOME latin, spanish, puerto rican, whatever decent and they all speak the ESpanOL. So now I am seeing why it sucked that I hated that they were making me learn spanish in highschool. I always, always wanted to learn french and I heard that you could pick between the two. BUT then, when I got to high school, there were no choices, only spanish. And this a little bit before the time when everyone and their grandmother could speak spanish. So, I didn't think I would totally need it, and I wanted to learn something less world-widely known.
Turns out that rebellion was just stupid, and it woulda helped if I had tried in spanish class. We DID have the worst teacher ever for Spanish 1, but still...I gave up after that when our spanish 2 teacher refused to teach our mangled class real basics of spanish. I did; however, make the best poster for our art project. lol I did horrible on the spanish, but still got an A because I spent all the time making the poster and brochures hand-drawn and colored WITH glitter! haha
Anyway, moral of the story is....everyone speaks spanish and it's like a hinderance not to know it where I work. Customers only speak it, and some of my co-workers comment and talk to each other and I don't know whats going on. So, it kinda makes me wanna learn. But now I'm like..whats the point. It's too late now, I might as well learn the language I wanna learn.
I really wanna learn Italian, not just because Italy is totally kickass, or because all Italians guys are totally hott, but also because I wanna go visit there one day and see all the prestigious art I've studied for 4 years. Every piece, or the best ones, are in Italy or around the area. So, I think it'd be neat to visit and helpful to speak the language. It's a beautiful language too and maybe I can reel in a hot italian guy too. :)
ANYWAY, so i did that stint for the upscale clothing lady image consultant person. And that job sucked ass. I'm not one of those quitter job kinda people. I've never quit a job I got hired for, not because I didn't like it etc. But that job sucked. They undervalued their employees SO much. Payed them crap, but expected them to be first class when it came to attitude, dress, manners, knowledge, etc. I knew something was bad when the poor foreign girl who had been working there for like 4 years couldn't even pay her phone bill. They like sponged off of her knowledge and made her run around like a chicken with it's head cut off...yelling at her, and making her do everything. She was so nice and talented though. I wanted to grab her shoulders and shake her and tell her "Do you KNOW that with your skills, you could be doing the same thing for Macy's or a Dept store and be gettng paid triple-quadruple MORE than you make at this place?!?!?!?" Seriously. She was so good at her job, Macy's or a place like that would totally hire her, and she would get paid WAYYY more than $8.oo an hour, and actually be talked to like a respectful human being.
I didn't wanna be her replacement, so I was outta there. I hate retail with clothes, and they were so disorganized. You had to go up stairs, duck under ceilings, bend beside the stairs, etc, to get items that they needed. It was like yelling out orders like a short-order cook. "Gloria!!! GLOO--RIA!! Get me that shirt with the dellocate blouse, the ruffly one, from last year---no- the year before....Gloria--where are u??" "Where is my shirt!!!??"
Ummm...no way. That job totally sucked. And I was so desperate for a job, I woulda taken a lot of things for a little while. But that was too much, they were so demanding and demeaning to the employees who were the backbone of their business. That girl Gloria knew more about the business than they did. Thank goodness for them shes honest and unmotivated. But too bad, she could be running her own store in competition. They'd fall apart without her.
So anyway, back to the present. My new job rocks. Besides the fact that our recent manager quit. He was so cool. But hopefully we will get a good one soon.
I like all the people I work with, and because they do things differently, I get gradis from every company we have in the store. As in, a gradis from Dior, Lancome, from Clinique, Shisedo, Clarins, Estee Lauder,Too-Faced, Bliss, All the fragrances, skin care lines, body stuff, etc. I'm going to be swimming in make-up.. Or either people are gonna get a lot of make-up and fragrance gifts for presents and birthdays.
But I love the job. It's full-time though, and I'm still not used to that. Such long days and I never have a moment to do anything outside of work. It kinda sucks, but the paycheck doesn't. I'm going to have lots of extra money to spend working full-time 40 hours a week.
I'm gonna work f-t until I can start taking classes at F.I.T. Then hopefully, I can move down to part-time.
Anyway, it's been hectic though. I am gonna have to get Maya a dog-walker for the days. Kim and I are gone for more than 11 hours a day sometimes, and thats too long for the dogs to not be able to go to the bathroom or get walked. I feel so bad for Maya though. I don't want her quality of life to suffer just becuse I have to work so much. I try to play with her and make up lost time as much as possible, but I know it is bad for her. She just sleeps all day on my bed until I get home, and then is there waiting for me wagging her little nub tail. And shes so darn cute, so I just feel SO incredible guilty when I get home.
Kim works long hours and has recently took up with this guy from Long Island. He's pretty cute, but not so tall. They have been glued to the hip over the last 2 weeks though. Obsessively so. We kinda had a little spat about it too, cause it's like she can't focus on the rest of the world. She works from 7am to 8pm at night every day, and then hangs out with him and gets home at 11pm or not at all. Some of our bills are late, and we havent had much communication so ya know, thats how fighting and bad things begin. You gotta have some communication. But shes always with him, or going straight to bed cos shes exhausted. It's really too much for her, and she totally needs to find a new job.
She won't admit it to me, but I know she knows this job is not gonna work out in the long run. She probably workk 70 hours a week or more and gets paid like $300 a week or less. She never has time for anything but work, eating, and barely sleeping. And theres no job security. They fire people left and right, so I am kinda worried for her. Shes busting her ass, but I am worried it will all be for nothing. My parents think her job is a "pyramid scheme" if you know what that is. It's kind of an illegal business scam, but they can get around it to make it legal. They make money off of bringing other people into the group to sell...kinda like a cult. lol Kim would get pissed if she knew I said it like that. But it is a little sketch.
The people are nice because they are all young people, but it just worries me. Like all this work, sacrificed time and money for nothing.
But shes hard-headed about it and defends it, so whatever. What can I do?? If she wants to get up at 5:30am everyday and get home at 11:00pm every night, AND work on Saturdays...who can stop her?!? I totally wouldn't be caught dead doin a job like that though. She could do so much better. (sigh)
Anyway, I might go out with her and the L.I. guy (Manny) to some bar in Brooklyn. Some guy they work withs baseball team is gonna be there, so it's basically a lot of hot, single, athletic 20-something year old guys. So, yeah, it can't hurt to go and check out the goods.
So thats a brief update, I'm all over the place so it probably makes no sense, but whatever. I don't have time to think about it.
ciao~
Anyway, so I am working for the European Cosmetics company with Dior. They only have like 11 stores in the united states, but in Europe they are synonomous with like Bloomingdales here in the U.S. They have lke over 5,000 stores or something. IDK, all these foreign people come in our store and talk about how much bigger the Europe store is, blah, blah, blah...
Talking to foreigners is a regular ole thing here in nyc. I work with a whole bunch of polish people..(they're cool though), and then 1 or 2 other foreigners, but mostly everyone is of SOME latin, spanish, puerto rican, whatever decent and they all speak the ESpanOL. So now I am seeing why it sucked that I hated that they were making me learn spanish in highschool. I always, always wanted to learn french and I heard that you could pick between the two. BUT then, when I got to high school, there were no choices, only spanish. And this a little bit before the time when everyone and their grandmother could speak spanish. So, I didn't think I would totally need it, and I wanted to learn something less world-widely known.
Turns out that rebellion was just stupid, and it woulda helped if I had tried in spanish class. We DID have the worst teacher ever for Spanish 1, but still...I gave up after that when our spanish 2 teacher refused to teach our mangled class real basics of spanish. I did; however, make the best poster for our art project. lol I did horrible on the spanish, but still got an A because I spent all the time making the poster and brochures hand-drawn and colored WITH glitter! haha
Anyway, moral of the story is....everyone speaks spanish and it's like a hinderance not to know it where I work. Customers only speak it, and some of my co-workers comment and talk to each other and I don't know whats going on. So, it kinda makes me wanna learn. But now I'm like..whats the point. It's too late now, I might as well learn the language I wanna learn.
I really wanna learn Italian, not just because Italy is totally kickass, or because all Italians guys are totally hott, but also because I wanna go visit there one day and see all the prestigious art I've studied for 4 years. Every piece, or the best ones, are in Italy or around the area. So, I think it'd be neat to visit and helpful to speak the language. It's a beautiful language too and maybe I can reel in a hot italian guy too. :)
ANYWAY, so i did that stint for the upscale clothing lady image consultant person. And that job sucked ass. I'm not one of those quitter job kinda people. I've never quit a job I got hired for, not because I didn't like it etc. But that job sucked. They undervalued their employees SO much. Payed them crap, but expected them to be first class when it came to attitude, dress, manners, knowledge, etc. I knew something was bad when the poor foreign girl who had been working there for like 4 years couldn't even pay her phone bill. They like sponged off of her knowledge and made her run around like a chicken with it's head cut off...yelling at her, and making her do everything. She was so nice and talented though. I wanted to grab her shoulders and shake her and tell her "Do you KNOW that with your skills, you could be doing the same thing for Macy's or a Dept store and be gettng paid triple-quadruple MORE than you make at this place?!?!?!?" Seriously. She was so good at her job, Macy's or a place like that would totally hire her, and she would get paid WAYYY more than $8.oo an hour, and actually be talked to like a respectful human being.
I didn't wanna be her replacement, so I was outta there. I hate retail with clothes, and they were so disorganized. You had to go up stairs, duck under ceilings, bend beside the stairs, etc, to get items that they needed. It was like yelling out orders like a short-order cook. "Gloria!!! GLOO--RIA!! Get me that shirt with the dellocate blouse, the ruffly one, from last year---no- the year before....Gloria--where are u??" "Where is my shirt!!!??"
Ummm...no way. That job totally sucked. And I was so desperate for a job, I woulda taken a lot of things for a little while. But that was too much, they were so demanding and demeaning to the employees who were the backbone of their business. That girl Gloria knew more about the business than they did. Thank goodness for them shes honest and unmotivated. But too bad, she could be running her own store in competition. They'd fall apart without her.
So anyway, back to the present. My new job rocks. Besides the fact that our recent manager quit. He was so cool. But hopefully we will get a good one soon.
I like all the people I work with, and because they do things differently, I get gradis from every company we have in the store. As in, a gradis from Dior, Lancome, from Clinique, Shisedo, Clarins, Estee Lauder,Too-Faced, Bliss, All the fragrances, skin care lines, body stuff, etc. I'm going to be swimming in make-up.. Or either people are gonna get a lot of make-up and fragrance gifts for presents and birthdays.
But I love the job. It's full-time though, and I'm still not used to that. Such long days and I never have a moment to do anything outside of work. It kinda sucks, but the paycheck doesn't. I'm going to have lots of extra money to spend working full-time 40 hours a week.
I'm gonna work f-t until I can start taking classes at F.I.T. Then hopefully, I can move down to part-time.
Anyway, it's been hectic though. I am gonna have to get Maya a dog-walker for the days. Kim and I are gone for more than 11 hours a day sometimes, and thats too long for the dogs to not be able to go to the bathroom or get walked. I feel so bad for Maya though. I don't want her quality of life to suffer just becuse I have to work so much. I try to play with her and make up lost time as much as possible, but I know it is bad for her. She just sleeps all day on my bed until I get home, and then is there waiting for me wagging her little nub tail. And shes so darn cute, so I just feel SO incredible guilty when I get home.
Kim works long hours and has recently took up with this guy from Long Island. He's pretty cute, but not so tall. They have been glued to the hip over the last 2 weeks though. Obsessively so. We kinda had a little spat about it too, cause it's like she can't focus on the rest of the world. She works from 7am to 8pm at night every day, and then hangs out with him and gets home at 11pm or not at all. Some of our bills are late, and we havent had much communication so ya know, thats how fighting and bad things begin. You gotta have some communication. But shes always with him, or going straight to bed cos shes exhausted. It's really too much for her, and she totally needs to find a new job.
She won't admit it to me, but I know she knows this job is not gonna work out in the long run. She probably workk 70 hours a week or more and gets paid like $300 a week or less. She never has time for anything but work, eating, and barely sleeping. And theres no job security. They fire people left and right, so I am kinda worried for her. Shes busting her ass, but I am worried it will all be for nothing. My parents think her job is a "pyramid scheme" if you know what that is. It's kind of an illegal business scam, but they can get around it to make it legal. They make money off of bringing other people into the group to sell...kinda like a cult. lol Kim would get pissed if she knew I said it like that. But it is a little sketch.
The people are nice because they are all young people, but it just worries me. Like all this work, sacrificed time and money for nothing.
But shes hard-headed about it and defends it, so whatever. What can I do?? If she wants to get up at 5:30am everyday and get home at 11:00pm every night, AND work on Saturdays...who can stop her?!? I totally wouldn't be caught dead doin a job like that though. She could do so much better. (sigh)
Anyway, I might go out with her and the L.I. guy (Manny) to some bar in Brooklyn. Some guy they work withs baseball team is gonna be there, so it's basically a lot of hot, single, athletic 20-something year old guys. So, yeah, it can't hurt to go and check out the goods.
So thats a brief update, I'm all over the place so it probably makes no sense, but whatever. I don't have time to think about it.
ciao~