Stupid Spam
Posted by Katrina | Filed under General
Since my last post, Akismet (or however you spell the spam prevention thing) has caught like thirty spam comments, all mentioning anal sex somewhere. I’m wondering if this is a coincidence or not.
My knees and feet are killing me, but I am still enjoying my job. I had to watch the door for several hours today, which involves greeting and checking IDs of anyone who looks under thirty, and being bored a lot. I also met most of the night crew; Nick, who I’d already met, gave me candy. He and the manager Larry were pretty much the only regulars that talked to me- the other night manager, George, never even said hello, Cara gave me an awkward, tight smile and said nothing, Caitlin just complained about her headache every time she came near me, and one girl whose name I never got never said anything either. The three other new employees were weird, too. I’m wondering if it’s a night shift thing. Though Nick is nice, and he’s night shift. I don’t know.
I am liking my hours for next week. MTW, 9-5:30, T&F off, S 9-5:30 and S 11-5. I’m not sure how breaks work when you do less than an 8 hour shift, so I could be paid for 37.5 or 38 hours next week. Which will be nice. I only worked three days this week and still managed 23 hours. It’s good to know John was serious when he asked if I could do 40 hours a week. It’s going to be a lot to adjust to, though. And they finally asked my shirt size, so I’ll be getting an official shirt soon. I’d love to get it Monday, though I’m doubting it.
I’m starting at the beginning of Futurama and watching the episodes at work during my lunch break. I just started today so I’m only one episode in, and it’ll only be on days when I bring lunch in instead of going out and grabbing something, so I’ll have the full time to watch it. It made me smile, though, and took my mind off my feet. I think I might need new sneakers, soon, since I’m wearing through the fabric sole. It’s uncomfortable enough that I’ve noticed, though possibly not enough for me to do something about it. Yet, at least.
I’m going to go make some requested header banners for DOL and then possibly watch tv or pass the hell out. We’ll see.
// Kat
I love my job!
Posted by Katrina | Filed under General
Today was my second day, and it’s turning out to be a lot of fun, as I hoped it would. Yesterday I worked 9am-5:30pm, today was 9am-5pm. I have tomorrow and Sunday off, and I’m working 12pm-8pm on Saturday. My manager Stephanie said she’s planning to keep me on mornings, which works for me. I’m not a morning person by any means, but I’m not too eager to be working until 11pm or 2am. I’d much rather get up early.
Pretty much everyone I’ve met has been cool. The district manager John (who hired me) is very friendly and helpful and reassuring that it won’t be so boring as we get closer to the Christmas rush. The store manager Stephanie is very friendly, though busy and somewhat frazzled with too much to do. Holly, the merchandising manager, is friendly and enthusiastic, but seems slightly prone to drama, and slightly more flirtatious with the regulars than I could ever be comfortable with. (The two regulars I’ve met so far are creepy. The rest of the customers have been nice though.) Carrie is very sweet. Nick was a little stand-offish, but friendly enough. Megan is nice but she seems like she might be a little uptight. Christina is the coolest person I’ve ever met, period. Amy seems a little shy, but she’s nice. Tanya seems very prone to drama and was whiny and irritating all day- she will probably be one I don’t get along with. Caitlin and Cara I only barely met as I was leaving, and there are still a bunch of people I haven’t met yet.
I am, obviously, still learning a lot. I got a quick store tour yesterday from Holly, and another more in depth one from Christina today. I haven’t been trained on a register yet but I’ve been introduced to everything else so far. The majority of the training seems to be on register and in toys, which is where I’ve been so far. I spent most of today and yesterday, when I wasn’t being trained or helping a customer, being told to play with vibrators. My job is awesome. 
But seriously, that’s mostly what I’ve been doing; it’s to help me get to know the various products we sell and to know which ones are better for what and how to put batteries in them quickly for customers. The most notable one is a little hard vibe that sounds like a chainsaw, and a soft rabbit that made my fingertips go numb surprisingly quickly. I haven’t gotten shy or embarrased once, so I’m happy. And I’ve dealt with some not-vanilla requests, too. It’s only going to get weirder.
It also looks like I’m going to be putting in a lot of hours there; because I have no actual life, I can put in 40 hours a week, and it looks like they might need it. I’m not complaining, though. While the lazy little bitch in me is not looking forward to losing her sitting around time, I will be happy to be a “productive member of society” again, not to mention the paycheck that will come with it. Money is good. I just can’t wait to get my shirt. I will feel much more official with it.
The washing machine is making a horrible high pitched noise, and I’m hoping that it’s just the drum being off center or something, because I think my parents will kill each other if we have to buy a new washing machine. Money is too tight right now.
Speaking of them, their computer magically started working again. Apparently Mom kept trying to boot it up over the weekend and at some point it asked her if she wanted to restore her desktop, which she smartly did. It is running okay, though there are still a lot of virus issues. I told Mark no more porn until I back up the files and reformat, which he is more than willing to comply with since he has a shit ton of car pictures he doesn’t want to lose.
I’m trying to look through Dad’s gallery of Neko-con pictures (the rough shots, that haven’t been turned or cropped or anything) and having a hell of a time. I’ve been at it for a half hour now, and I’m only on picture 17. It keeps crashing and making me reload.
I can’t wait for my goddamned hair to grow out. I haven’t put any pictures up because I really hate it this short. It’s so annoying. I have to talk to Mom about doing my roots in the next week or so, too, because they’re getting a bit longer than I really like to look at.
I think I’m going to mess around on DOL for a while before CSI is on. (And holy crap, last week’s episode was so good! I heart Lady Heather. Also, last week’s and this week’s Bones was good, and I can’t wait to see next week’s already!)
// Kat
I can has job?
Posted by Katrina | Filed under General
I’m officially employed! Starting tomorrow at 9am, I am working at VIP on the Post Road. Mark is slightly less than pleased (it’s a porn shop) but that’s mostly because he’s thinking about how his family is going to react. Which will undoubtedly be badly. But, I don’t care. The interview, obviously, went well. It was surprisingly short. John, the district manager, was really nice. I’m nervous about my first day- there’s so much to learn, mostly of inventory and layout. But I’ll figure it out, I always do.
It’s a good thing I went shopping today for black pants, since I don’t own any. That was tedious- all the professional looking black slacks did not fit me in the slightest, and all but one pair of black jeans were obnoxiously skinny, which I can’t wear with my thighs. They’re not big, really, but they look it in skinny jeans. They look like they could house a small nation when I wear skinny jeans. I have to remember to put a lint roller in my car to get rid of the cat hair.
Today was Mom’s birthday; we all went to dinner at Outback, which was decent but not thrilling. I had a headache the entire time, though, so that didn’t help. She loved her glass seahorse statue thing. I was relieved.
Hmm, what else. Watched another disc of MKR (I’ve done 2 of 6 for MKR, I’m not sure how many are in MKR2). Flipped back and forth between two episodes of Charmed that I’ve never managed to see in their entirety and several episodes of Jon & Kate Plus 8, which I think is super cute. Spent an hour looking for my social security card (which was never found, so I have to get a new one) and leafing through random bits of paper in German (movement orders, what appears to be a local German record of my birth, a few military records of my birth, etc) as well as my birth certificate, which I found out was issued several months after I was born, which I think is weird. (I was born August 1, but the certificate wasn’t issued until October 24.) The number 2272 also kept coming up.
Right now, Morgan is dangling over the edge of my harp box, waiting to pounce on her sister if she ever comes by; Gwen is playing with the plushie I made at Nekocon. I am preparing for bed, even though it isn’t even 10 yet; my head is killing me, and I’m going to have a very long day tomorrow. My shift as it stands is 9 to 5, and it’s going to seem even longer since I haven’t worked in over a year. If you don’t count my brief, month-long stint at the ice cream shop (which I usually don’t) it’s been almost two years. Holy christ, am I a slacker. Wow.
At any rate, I’m tired, it’s time to sleep.
EDIT: I am going to scream. Apparently, my social security card was in my wallet the whole time, though I swore I took everything out to check. Fail.
// Kat
