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And just when Kenny T gets that shit working again, it crashes. Yay.
Last night at Sean's, pretty crazy. Got some grape Crush (it was a close call between grape and strawberry and orange is just too common), some mini-tacos (crazy awesome), Ghiradelli brownies (.....whoa) and some Pringles or some shit like that because they stopped making the crucial Tastes of America Lays, then went and rented Pet Sematery.
DUDE. I thought we had run out of good, creepy-ass movies to rent, but since David wasn't there and he was the only one of we three who had seen it, we figured it'd be the perfect time. God DAMN, Stephen King is awesome.
My mom gets there right after we wake up. No everything bagels= not cool at all.
Did nothing the rest of the day. Did my Driver's Ed homework for the week, took longer than it should have because Rocky III was on. Don't hate, Stallone AND Mr. T in the same movie? Come on, that's badass and you know it.
My dad got his new phone today, same kind as mine, which should get here tomorrow with my boots. I'm excited.
Grabbed some Ben and Jerry's on the way back from Driver's Ed. Very little beats walking the streets at night, going where eagles dare with some ice cream. Danzig would be proud.
Tomorrow, though.
Tomorrow brings the most trying part of my job. The birthday party. The one I have to do all season.
The parties are scheduled for a two-hour period and consist of games, free swim, juice boxas and pizza. Each party has a staff member (that would be me) assigned to run it. When you (me) are assigned to a party, you are to stay with the party for the entire two hours. You are responsible for serring up the table with tablecloth, plates, napkins, forks, spoons, balloons, and favors. When the party is in the water, you are to be on the deck supervising them. The only time you should be away from pyou party is when you are getting supplies. You can play any number of games with the party children. You should be in the water with them, and you are to play at least three water games with the party children. The party person is responsible for the party area and its cleanliness.
All that and I'm not allowed to accept a tip, AND I have no idea when I'm supposed to be there, so I'm gonna end up at the pool all day. Not fun.
I should see if someone wants to switch with me. I really dislike kids and bitchy parents, and I don't care if I get paid 50 cents an hour more, all that fuss really isn't worth the extra dollar. I'd rather just take my usual shifts and earn my minimum-ish wage.
Last night at Sean's, pretty crazy. Got some grape Crush (it was a close call between grape and strawberry and orange is just too common), some mini-tacos (crazy awesome), Ghiradelli brownies (.....whoa) and some Pringles or some shit like that because they stopped making the crucial Tastes of America Lays, then went and rented Pet Sematery.
DUDE. I thought we had run out of good, creepy-ass movies to rent, but since David wasn't there and he was the only one of we three who had seen it, we figured it'd be the perfect time. God DAMN, Stephen King is awesome.
My mom gets there right after we wake up. No everything bagels= not cool at all.
Did nothing the rest of the day. Did my Driver's Ed homework for the week, took longer than it should have because Rocky III was on. Don't hate, Stallone AND Mr. T in the same movie? Come on, that's badass and you know it.
My dad got his new phone today, same kind as mine, which should get here tomorrow with my boots. I'm excited.
Grabbed some Ben and Jerry's on the way back from Driver's Ed. Very little beats walking the streets at night, going where eagles dare with some ice cream. Danzig would be proud.
Tomorrow, though.
Tomorrow brings the most trying part of my job. The birthday party. The one I have to do all season.
The parties are scheduled for a two-hour period and consist of games, free swim, juice boxas and pizza. Each party has a staff member (that would be me) assigned to run it. When you (me) are assigned to a party, you are to stay with the party for the entire two hours. You are responsible for serring up the table with tablecloth, plates, napkins, forks, spoons, balloons, and favors. When the party is in the water, you are to be on the deck supervising them. The only time you should be away from pyou party is when you are getting supplies. You can play any number of games with the party children. You should be in the water with them, and you are to play at least three water games with the party children. The party person is responsible for the party area and its cleanliness.
All that and I'm not allowed to accept a tip, AND I have no idea when I'm supposed to be there, so I'm gonna end up at the pool all day. Not fun.
I should see if someone wants to switch with me. I really dislike kids and bitchy parents, and I don't care if I get paid 50 cents an hour more, all that fuss really isn't worth the extra dollar. I'd rather just take my usual shifts and earn my minimum-ish wage.