Jul 26, 2005 09:08
Oh man. Yesterday I finally met my district manager. So fuckin' scary. I was SUPPOSED to be off yesterday but my assistant manager called me last morning telling me that the DM wanted someone to come in to do shipment. Just shipment. Only shipment. Which is quite odd. But I heart shipment so I agreed to come in for three hours. Little did I know that my DM would be in the back with me doing damages. I was busy inking skirts that were already put out when my DM said very high-and-mighty like, "You DO know you're supposed to ink dresses, coats, etc. before everything else, right? *points to dresses next to the skirts I was inking*" "Um no, I wasn't told that." Later on I told my assistant manager what the district manager said and she looked quite bewildered and said I can ink whatever the hell I want first. Haa~
My contacts came in finally. They are a lot harder to put in than I thought. I'm pretty sure I frustrated the eye lady when she was trying to teach me to put them in. You have to hold your eyelids a certain way and you can't get water anywhere near your contacts or bacteria will grow in your eye, etc. etc. It took me like 20 minutes to get the first one out and like two minutes for the second eye. But my eyes are all sore and scraped up. Blah.