Today at the work

Today at work I got hit on by a sketchy person.

Well, kinda, he was, like, kind of nice looking, but he was also hitting on the walmart cashier while I was trying to process his moneygram and he messed up writing $50 on the slip, so yeah.

I've never been hit on really before, like, ever. So it was pretty nice, but still creepy.

He was like "So, do you have a boyfriend? What time do you get out of work, maybe we could get together later."

And I was just like, no thanks, weird guy.

And that was my today today.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY

About the work

So, since it's the end of the fiscal year at work, they're cleaning house, getting rid of a bunch of dead weight and stuff.

I've got to say that I'm kind of worried. I mean, it's not like I'm a bad employee, but over this last year I have been involved in some things that aren't exactly the best way to show that I'm actually a good employee. (Namely the several issues, and the new ongoing issue with Abby, my arch-nemesis.) I mean, when it comes to the fact that I'm sick, they can't fire me for being sick, I have a doctor's note saying that I may have to leave work early for medical reason, and every time I've left work, my eyes have been rolling into the back of my head and the CSMs have forced me to leave. I don't call out very often, but when I do I can't move. I'm not abusing the fact that I don't have to work if I don't want to. I volunteer to stay late and pick up shifts when I'm feeling okay. But honestly, I'm worried that I'll do some little thing and get fired because I'm sick. Get rid of the dead weight that can't make it through a shift half the time they're scheduled.

I'm pretty sure I haven't done anything to warrant firing, and their are definitively people who are way worse at their jobs that I am. I do my best with what I can do. Let's just hope for the best.

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
today is awesome because I'm buying a giraffe with three of my friends.

Books read 5.
currently reading: A Study in Scarlet by Sir Athur Conan Doyle

Is it too early

To hate my job? Yes? okay, well then.

Today, what's the word, umm, oh, sucked. Idk if you guys have ever done Computer Based Learning Modules, but they are, how can I put this, they should go shoot themselves in the face and then die in a hole. ARG. So boring, and so long. At least I was with two other girls that felt the same way, and I will be with them tomorrow, only this time it won't be for 4 hours but for 7. I can't wait...

Our manager, today was his last day. So we have no idea who we report to, or what we're supposed to be doing after we finish the CBLs tomorrow. Oh, because there's more. But at least we know never to pick up human organs off the floor, and that it's against company policy to walk through hazardous waste spills.

WTfuck.


We are so ill informed about our actually jobs it's kind of sad, but whatever, I feel that the two girls I "worked" or to be more accurate got paid $10 an hour to laugh at a computer screen with will end up being tight. It will be like having work friends! And they're my age too, in the same boat as me, college graduates looking for something to pay off those loans. So that cool. I don't feel like the weird creepy old person.

I'm going to stop complaining about my job that I've had for two days now.



AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY
Today is awesome because NEW SHIRTS!: http://www.annarbortshirtcompany.com/teamstarkid

(ps. when I was leaving for work my Dad said to me: Just remember you work to do the things you want to do, like buy those Star Ranger team jerseys. So close, so close. He tries. My dad only recently discovered that Harry Potter's first name was Harry.)

books read 36
currently reading: skinny by Ibi Kaslisk

sometimes I wish I could actually do internet-y things...

Like post pictures in my blog without it exploding.

When I can do that, I'll post up some of the pics I stole from Thursday's facebook of us at Harry Potter on Tuesday/Wednesday.

I'm currently at work, and I have nothing to do, so my boss told me to do whatever I wanted, so I'm writing a blog, because writing is always what I want to do. I just don't always have time because I love Harry Potter too much (maybe not "too much" but more than some people) and sleep to much. Both are very time consuming.

In about 45 minutes I'm going to watch my boss do an evaluation of an injury, which is actually going to be more awesome than it sounds. But I promise I won't blog about it.

I would like to say that I enjoy my job. I don't really have much to do, since this internship was mostly a surprise to everyone in this department, except me, I knew about it (and also my dad, but he doesn't work in this department, just at this facility).

I showed my boss* the pictures from STF and Harry Potter that were my "I really did what I said I was going to do with my day off/my boss wants to see my Ginny Costume pictures, and we were scrolling through them and she said "Oh my who are those Handsome men!" about STF member, which made me laugh a little to my self. I explained that one of them was my English Teacher from High School; and she was like "Oh so they're like old then." So not true, high school English Teachers can also be young people. But I enjoyed that exchange.

I feel I have wasted a significant amount of time on the Internet now. At least blog writing looks like real working to people walking by. :)

AND THAT IS THE END OF THE STORY

Today is awesome because I'm still on my Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince high, and Tom Felton is actually a good actor.


*I feel you should be aware that my boss is about 8 years old than I am, and we're basically the same person, except she has a really job with, like, stuff to do, and I'm her surprise intern.