Today was my day off and so I spent the first part of it going through an old diary I had. It was really interesting. I had forgotten about some of the stuff that happened. Alot of them were from when I was a plyg kid and were about my transition into the real world, it was a pretty entertaining. Maybe when Im old I'll publish it :P
aaand that was probably the most productive thing I did today.
No wait, I did do TWO batches of laundry. VERY productive.
After that I wasted time like usual, on Facebook, Twitter, Online Banking, etc etc.
Then it happened.
I logged onto Jonny's World of Warcraft account.
I know your thinking "nooooo Amy! Dont go to the Darkside!!!" That or your wondering whether Im Alliance or Hordes and if Im playing PvP or PvE (for the record Im Alliance playing PvP)
And thats where the rest of my day went.
I was going to go to swing class but I only have 3 dollars and I was already late for class when I realized what time it was.
Now my butt, back, arm, and shoulder hurt and my eyes are all bleary and red. I dont know how my brothers can play for days like they do sometimes. Half a day was exhausting for me.
I feel like I need a massage and eye drops. That or sleep I suppose.
WELL Im glad I got WOW out of my system for at least a few months.
Back to being a productive work-a-holic bright and early tomorrow morning :-)
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Going Crazy
So my brain is on this new (or maybe not so new) kick of being unsatisfied with anything I'm about to do.
For instance, I'll be at work and I'll think to myself I really want to go for a walk or run outside, its a beautiful day and then by the time I get off work and go home to change my mind has already changed itself. Nah, I dont feel like doing anything but wasting time on my computer or maybe watching a movie. And other days when I'm about to call my friends or brothers and go hang out the fun killer in my brain convinces me that if I leave, then I most definatly will not be able to find a parking spot when I return and will have to park my car blocks away and have to worry all night about it getting vandalized and stolen (it is true that if I do leave then then my chances of getting a parking spot ARE slim to none).
If its at night then I always worry about getting a ticket for having only one headlight.
Or that im usually almost out of gas and dont have enough money to fuel it.
The other day it was SO HOT so I decided to go to the pool and swim. I even got in my swim suit and everything but ended not going because by then I lost all desire to move and ended laying sprawled out on my bed sweating like a pig, dozing in and out of sleep until I had to leave for work.
I'll feel like reading and I'll go get one of my books and maybe even read a couple sentances then decide reading isnt really what I want to be doing.
Its like I REALLY want to do something but nothing is good enough or fun enough. Im like a spoiled child who has everything but still screams and cries for something else.
Does that even make any sense?
I suppose not since nothing I ever do or say makes sense.
bleh.
For instance, I'll be at work and I'll think to myself I really want to go for a walk or run outside, its a beautiful day and then by the time I get off work and go home to change my mind has already changed itself. Nah, I dont feel like doing anything but wasting time on my computer or maybe watching a movie. And other days when I'm about to call my friends or brothers and go hang out the fun killer in my brain convinces me that if I leave, then I most definatly will not be able to find a parking spot when I return and will have to park my car blocks away and have to worry all night about it getting vandalized and stolen (it is true that if I do leave then then my chances of getting a parking spot ARE slim to none).
If its at night then I always worry about getting a ticket for having only one headlight.
Or that im usually almost out of gas and dont have enough money to fuel it.
The other day it was SO HOT so I decided to go to the pool and swim. I even got in my swim suit and everything but ended not going because by then I lost all desire to move and ended laying sprawled out on my bed sweating like a pig, dozing in and out of sleep until I had to leave for work.
I'll feel like reading and I'll go get one of my books and maybe even read a couple sentances then decide reading isnt really what I want to be doing.
Its like I REALLY want to do something but nothing is good enough or fun enough. Im like a spoiled child who has everything but still screams and cries for something else.
Does that even make any sense?
I suppose not since nothing I ever do or say makes sense.
bleh.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Pissing Me Off...
Mario my douche bag manager pisses me off! He doesnt give a rats ass about anything and if you ask him to do anything he doesnt do it or he acts like your asking too much of him. THEN if you dont ask for help and just struggle on by your self then he comes over and stands there and bitches at you for not asking for help thus making you farther behind.
He treats everyone like dirt including guests that come in. He's a lazy asshole who thinks he knows everything.
And Gabby, poor Gabby, He is an outright asshole to her.
GAAAAAA! I can't stand it! Every time he says something to me I have to tremendous urge to sass and disagree with him.
I cringe when I see him walk in the door at the start of a shift.
One time I was in the bakery by myself while my baker was on break and I had some servers who needed cashed out and a bunch of cheesecakes to make. Mario was chit chatting with the girls at the front desk and so I called him over to ask if he would help me with the cheesecakes. He went to my cash register to take cash from the servers but I stopped him and asked him to do the cheesecakes instead since I didnt want him messing with my drawer.
Now I understand he IS a manager and probably can handle money but I've been there when he gave back the wrong change to a server but the server caught it. Basically I dont trust him with my cash drawer.
So I went about doing my cashier duties for the servers then whipped the cheesecakes that mario had plated.
Mario then informed me that I was NOT to tell the managers what to do. If he wanted to do the cash register then I was supossed to let him.
Fuck you, Mario. I've been told time and time again the the managers will cover the bakery if I have guests/servers while my baker is on break, and that no one but my self is to touch my drawer since I'm accountable if anything is off. Go be a bitch somewhere else.
Also for the first time since I became a cashier, my drawer was over 16 dollars tonight. I have NEVER been over or under more than a dollar and Im usually OTP (on the penny)
I partly blame Mario since he double check my stuff. If my numbers dont add up then the manager who is counting my drawer will go over my stuff with me and we figure out what is wrong. Mario just writes me up and tells me I should watch my stuff more carefully. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
YOu know what else pisses me off? People who litter. Dont throw your shit out the window!!!
I always get a great urge to take whatever they threw out, for instance a bottle or a napkin, and stuff it in their face or smack them over the head with it. Hey dumbass, your trashing the place and killing my ocean.
One day im gonna do it. Im gonna throw their shit back at 'em.
Just like in the commercial where this dude keeps throwing his coffee cups and shit out of his car while this other guy watches and when he drives away he picks it up. This goes on everyday. Then one day he comes out to his car and there is a pile of empty cups and things he dropped ontop of his car. the guy who picked up all his shit is like, "you dropped these" hahaha!
Im sorry Im putting such negative crap on here but these rants and raves really do make me feel better when all is said and done.
He treats everyone like dirt including guests that come in. He's a lazy asshole who thinks he knows everything.
And Gabby, poor Gabby, He is an outright asshole to her.
GAAAAAA! I can't stand it! Every time he says something to me I have to tremendous urge to sass and disagree with him.
I cringe when I see him walk in the door at the start of a shift.
One time I was in the bakery by myself while my baker was on break and I had some servers who needed cashed out and a bunch of cheesecakes to make. Mario was chit chatting with the girls at the front desk and so I called him over to ask if he would help me with the cheesecakes. He went to my cash register to take cash from the servers but I stopped him and asked him to do the cheesecakes instead since I didnt want him messing with my drawer.
Now I understand he IS a manager and probably can handle money but I've been there when he gave back the wrong change to a server but the server caught it. Basically I dont trust him with my cash drawer.
So I went about doing my cashier duties for the servers then whipped the cheesecakes that mario had plated.
Mario then informed me that I was NOT to tell the managers what to do. If he wanted to do the cash register then I was supossed to let him.
Fuck you, Mario. I've been told time and time again the the managers will cover the bakery if I have guests/servers while my baker is on break, and that no one but my self is to touch my drawer since I'm accountable if anything is off. Go be a bitch somewhere else.
Also for the first time since I became a cashier, my drawer was over 16 dollars tonight. I have NEVER been over or under more than a dollar and Im usually OTP (on the penny)
I partly blame Mario since he double check my stuff. If my numbers dont add up then the manager who is counting my drawer will go over my stuff with me and we figure out what is wrong. Mario just writes me up and tells me I should watch my stuff more carefully. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
YOu know what else pisses me off? People who litter. Dont throw your shit out the window!!!
I always get a great urge to take whatever they threw out, for instance a bottle or a napkin, and stuff it in their face or smack them over the head with it. Hey dumbass, your trashing the place and killing my ocean.
One day im gonna do it. Im gonna throw their shit back at 'em.
Just like in the commercial where this dude keeps throwing his coffee cups and shit out of his car while this other guy watches and when he drives away he picks it up. This goes on everyday. Then one day he comes out to his car and there is a pile of empty cups and things he dropped ontop of his car. the guy who picked up all his shit is like, "you dropped these" hahaha!
Im sorry Im putting such negative crap on here but these rants and raves really do make me feel better when all is said and done.
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