telemore
02-23-2007, 09:26 PM
alright, so it was my first week of working two jobs. quick recap:
this week sucked. i'd wake up at seven thirty, get showered/dressed and then start walkin to work. where i'd work nine - two. then i'd get something to eat (usually the only thing i'd eat all day) and walk home. sit around on the couch for anhour or so then get dressed for the next job. work that 4 - 12. repeat.
except for today. i was supposed to work 9 - 5 at the new job, but i called in sick. and i went back to bed. i know it looks really bad to call in on your first week of work, but i really don't care.
it gets even better, i went to the nearest hair cutting place to get a hair cut, and since i'm on foot, i was kinda sweaty - the lady was like apprehensive to touch my scalp and said, let's get ya shampood. and it was embarassing, even more so cause i have a pseudo crush on a girl that works there and i felt like a dirty son of a bitch and crap.
but ya, i got the hair cut, and on the way out the wife of the owner of the new job comes in. she works there too, the sandwich shop. so, she knows i called in sick. she saw me out and about when i supposedly was 'up all nite throwing up'. so, meh.
maybe i'm fired, maybe i'm not. i'm gonna say not. i might get a talking to, but srsly - i've been workin my arse off, and the owners (who come in every damn day. >: l) seem to be impressed with how fast i'm pickin it up. either way, i don't care. i'm gonna give it a few more weeks, and if i get used to it, then maybe longer.
in other news, hopefully (a really big hope on this one) i can get the position of meat cutter apprentice at the grocery store. one of our butchers is transferring and we need an apprentice. none of the clerks in meat dept wanna do it.
i'll do it. it's like eighteen an hour after all's said and done (could be a year before then, but meh - there's gonna be a raise before that though).
so, that's what's been going on with me, how about you guys?
this week sucked. i'd wake up at seven thirty, get showered/dressed and then start walkin to work. where i'd work nine - two. then i'd get something to eat (usually the only thing i'd eat all day) and walk home. sit around on the couch for anhour or so then get dressed for the next job. work that 4 - 12. repeat.
except for today. i was supposed to work 9 - 5 at the new job, but i called in sick. and i went back to bed. i know it looks really bad to call in on your first week of work, but i really don't care.
it gets even better, i went to the nearest hair cutting place to get a hair cut, and since i'm on foot, i was kinda sweaty - the lady was like apprehensive to touch my scalp and said, let's get ya shampood. and it was embarassing, even more so cause i have a pseudo crush on a girl that works there and i felt like a dirty son of a bitch and crap.
but ya, i got the hair cut, and on the way out the wife of the owner of the new job comes in. she works there too, the sandwich shop. so, she knows i called in sick. she saw me out and about when i supposedly was 'up all nite throwing up'. so, meh.
maybe i'm fired, maybe i'm not. i'm gonna say not. i might get a talking to, but srsly - i've been workin my arse off, and the owners (who come in every damn day. >: l) seem to be impressed with how fast i'm pickin it up. either way, i don't care. i'm gonna give it a few more weeks, and if i get used to it, then maybe longer.
in other news, hopefully (a really big hope on this one) i can get the position of meat cutter apprentice at the grocery store. one of our butchers is transferring and we need an apprentice. none of the clerks in meat dept wanna do it.
i'll do it. it's like eighteen an hour after all's said and done (could be a year before then, but meh - there's gonna be a raise before that though).
so, that's what's been going on with me, how about you guys?