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Okay, it's been about a year since I have had time to write in this thing, and everything in my life has seemed to go upside down; right is becoming wrong, and I am becoming a nervous wreck in more ways than one. But here's the breakdown:
Through these three semesters at my community college, I was offered a membership to Phi Theta Kappa as well as became a part of the Dean's List. Also, after being hired at Payless (yes, this tomboy is working at a shoe store! xP ) it was nothing but quitting time at Gamestop...one of the worst places to work! (I swear, those people were immature and ungrateful. Plus, they were kind of sickening in the way they talked about getting drunk and so on. They had no life!)
I even got a group of misfits who I could call friends...and who I hung out with most every day in the school cafeteria, discussing things from gaming to bands and other such subjects.
Well, during my second semester things began going downhill for me, and I believe that I was starting to lose my cotton-picking mind. First of all, my coworkers were mostly young girls who did not want to work, but they could easily sit around and talk with anyone around them...nobody gets me and tries to make me conform to their girly standards. And I found out that some of my friends can be real douches at times...it hurts, but I guess I am a magnet for bad things and bad people ne?
Okay, so today, I went to class at 8 in the morning so that I could be there when it started at 9. However, I forgot that a cultural assignment was due! Rushing around and getting it from my binder, I thanked God Almighty that I had gone to a Spanish restaurant recently, so I filled in stuff about it so that I could turn it in on the same day. As I was finishing it, the teacher was coming in to start the class, and other people turned it in after working the same time as me.
After that, I went home at about 10; but not before going to the store really quick and getting some groceries for myself so that I could eat in the morning...at least, something other than the stale food that my sister brought home from Starbucks about a WEEK ago. xP
Hanging out for like a couple of hours, and getting changed for work, I headed over there and timed in (without my knowing it, I timed in a half an hour before I was really supposed to), and started to work. My manager was making me do grunt work, again, so that I wasn't really able to focus or help many customers...and then a whole drama ensued when she had asked me to work on the fifty something boxes of shipment in the back AN HOUR BEFORE I WAS TO TIME OUT FOR THE NIGHT and after she had gone and told me that she wasn't going to have me do it because she wanted to go ahead and get it done; now, I won't go into any details but my manager was being a real brat and giving me attitude, putting me and my work ethic down as I tried my hardest to get as many cases of shoes broken down as I could. When 7 rolled around, I timed out and she ignored me most of the time as I walked out. I didn't even bother saying goodbye.
She (and I) were lucky that I didn't walk out when she snapped out at me for no good reason. I don't want to lose my job because she was being immature. I mean, I know I had a slight attitude but she didn't have to be cruel the entire time I worked.
I left the store, and headed to Barnes & Noble for a frappucino, even though I opted not to get it in comparison to buying some cheapo sushi for dinner. I talked to my mom on the phone, breaking down into tears in the parking lot before I went and got the food; I know she thinks that I complain sooo much about the same thing over and over, but she does the same thing, and I just need to vent you know? It's ridiculous.
Sorry, I just wanted to conclude this night with a total venting session...hopefully now I can do my homework and rest in peace...maybe even get to read a couple more chapters in my One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, which is a book I love dearly. I should finish The Canterbury Tales for class though, but that book got annoying after awhile, what with all the stories I have to go through.
 angelix · Tue Jul 15, 2008 @ 02:42am · 0 Comments |
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