I still need to put together my bed frame, drafting table, and bookshelves, organize books into said shelves, and decorate. But considering that I had a stomach virus all day yesterday (move-in day), I’m satisfied with my progress.
I guess word’s gotten around that I’m transferring, so a bunch of my favorite people at work let me know that they were sad to see me leave. I also got two conversions at work, so my boss gave me a $5 giftcard, and I finally got enough Shopkick points for a $10 one, so free money yaaaay. Later a little girl told me that I was beautiful, plus there were a couple Pony fans that came through. When I got home, Season 3 of DBZ arrived, and now I’m waiting for breakfast for dinner!
Had a customer come in and literally scream in my face and make me cry because I wouldn’t give her change for a ten dollar bill. I wouldn’t have been so upset had the situation not been out of my hands. Like go to a bank then. Jeeze.
While not quite this bad, something similar happened the other day. A customer was getting all pissed because I wouldn’t make change for him, since it was store policy. If he had a twenty, I probably would have done it to shut him up; but he had a fist full of twenties, and I know we don’t have a fuckton of small bills in our registers. He asked to see a manager, and unfortunately our team lead is brand new and doesn’t know jack shit. So the team lead not only made change for him when we’re not allowed to, but did it from the locked cash drawer that has all the registers’ starting funds. That drawer is heavily monitored, since that’s where our change requests come from. That and he made me look like an idiot in front of the dickbag guest. a r g h workangst
Sweetie Belle, the kitty Colin and I rescued from the great outdoors. She seems to like me.
allthosemomentslost replied to your post: My cat ripped up the drawings I set aside for my…
oh shit! are they gonna be ok? i HATE it when my drawings get fucked…
My mom and I just finished taping paper to the back of the drawings. Luckily the actual drawings weren’t really touched, just the paper. I was really upset about it this morning though.
My cat ripped up the drawings I set aside for my portfolio. Panic ensued.
I’ve had the same dream scenario at least half a dozen times. It’s always like, “Oh, you need this one credit,” but that’s a whole year. I have to wear the uniform and everything, and people from my class always end up visiting.
Even in my dream it’s humiliating. Of course, I know what it more or less means… “To dream that you have to repeat high school suggests that you are doubting your accomplishments and the goals that you have already completed. You feel that you may not be measuring up to the expectation of others. The dream may occur because some recent situation may have awakened old anxieties and insecurities.”
Wow, such a revelation! Like that wasn’t obvious!
Argh, I hate this.
I get to hang out at home until 2, all snug in my bed. Huzzah!
So I missed a lab on Tuesday because it was the first class of the semester, meaning it’s just going to be procedural stuff, so lolfuckthat. Anyway, I got an email from school saying that I’m already in danger of violating the attendance policy.
Seriously?
Huh.
So apparently my dogs ate an entire bag of Hershey’s Kisses, foil and all.
Apparently that’s come back to bite them, since I heard my mom screaming, “OUT! OUT! GO OUT! OUT!!”
