Ignore the Loud Sounds Coming from the Dryer.

This is a story involving my precious (or semi-precious) Christmas gift of 2 years ago.


And his adventures with formidable foes.

Yes both of them.

One night after a long week of solid work I decided my uniform was in desperate need of washing. I pulled everything out of my pockets, skipping the left leg pocket because I never use that one and the water was getting pretty deep I was afraid my pants would miss their special cold water soaking time. I threw them in and went about cleaning my room while I waited for it to finish so I could dry the load and move my darks to the dryer before going to sleep.

The washer was rather noisy, but I figured it was because I had my jeans in there and went about my night. I moved everything to the dyer at the appropriate time. When I started the dryer it was exceptionally noisy, like I had washed with rocks or something.
Finding the noise grating I closed the laundry room door and went about cleaning again. When everything was finished I pulled the clothes from the dryer and started on my darks, promptly taking myself to bed shortly after. I woke the next morning and got ready for work.

Two days later, yes I know ... I hate laundry ... I would rather wear it wrinkled than have to spend time folding it. I started f0lding my clothes. Deciding I needed some music to tackle this ominous task I looked for my ipod.
Strange ... it wasn't on my desk. I know I didn't leave it in my car. Hm ... last time I remember seeing it I had slipped it into ... my ... pocket. I turned all dramatic like, the world moving slowly and stepped forward the pile of clean clothes on my bed. Sitting in my work pants, innocent like, was my ipod.

Well after a week long process of attempting to dry it, prep it, and prepare to connect I have come to this:

R.I.P. iPod. I knew thee well.

So if any of you were wondering ... there is about an 89% chance of an iPod dying during a wash and dry session. Those other luck few that get it to still work are just lucky.

I'm not too heart broken over this, it was a gift from my previous boss (I think it was used before because it came with finger prints and scratches). It was nice while it lasted but I can always buy a new one. Besides I'm the one who misused it by washing and drying the poor little guy.

Here is his last photo after my home attemps at fixing him.


Poor iFrankenstein.

Working and such ...

Whew it's been a while hasn't it? I have been so swamped with work I haven't had a breather to sit down and write a decent blog. How sad is that? Since my manager was removed I have been filling as a sort of morning manager while the other assistant was working as a closing manager.

It's been rough. We got the store looking nice and organized, and happen to be selling a lot more that we used to. Before the change we got a 1000 piece truck, we have upped that to 1300 pieces because we have more sales. How cool is that?

Wondering if I am still without a manager?

Nope. My coworker, the other assistant stepped up and took the position. She can deal with all the technical stuff and I can sit back and relax as the first assistant now. I work 39 hours a week every week, so I am guaranteed a certain amount on my paycheck, which makes things a little more stable. And I don't have to worry about the condition of the store when it comes to inventory time like a manager.

Is it better?

I'm not sure yet. When the new manager took over one of the cashiers, who is going to take the second assistant position took a week long vacation. So I have been working the 2 assistant jobs alone. I will let you know if things are better when he takes the keys.

As for more current events, today has been just one of those days. I ran to lunch, after unloading the 1300 piece truck, and couldn't decide if I wanted to bring my purse in with me. I stuffed my keys in there as well as my wallet and sat looking at it. After a second of pondering I decided I didn't need it and got out locking the doors and shutting them. I stopped looked in my car and sighed. Both sets of keys were locked in there.

I called mom, working, called dad, working, called Heather, didn't answer, called Justin who answered and his first response "I will get the Slim Jim."

He got there in minutes and started working on it to no avail. My dad showed up in his patrol car, but had to run because of a call. While we were working on it a customer ( a regular), saw us and came over. He asked what was going on and I explained I left my keys in my car and couldn't get it open. After working on it for a bit he pried my door open a little, placed a piece of wood in there, and used a wire hanger to pull the lock open.

45 minutes tops. He even bent the frame back in place (it was only a little bent) and left. Before going back into the store I stopped at his car and asked if I could buy him a soda or something, he shook his head, smiled, and said no thanks. I thanked him a few more times and we went our separate ways.

I will keep my spare in my room from now on. It was in my purse because I needed it once when I couldn't find my keys. I just never got around to returning it to its place on my cork board.

Such is life isn't it.

I will try and update a bit more now. We will see how things run. ^_^

Catching Up

My last post was before Thanksgiving. Wow. A lot has happened since then, most of it I have forgotten though haha so you get the condensed version.

Thanksgiving: Went ok. Nothing to spectacular, we ate we talked. The usual.

Kannon's birth: I was so excited to see the little guy. Too bad the sickies are bad this year or I would be over there more often, working with the public makes you sick more often. I can't believe he was 9lbs! Way to go sis! Grats to the whole fam, the little guy is just adorable.

Christmas: I had to work Christmas Eve so I really didn't feel like it was Christmas. It came and went and I hardly had time to blink.

New Years Eve: My boss was transferred. Yup you read that right. That is the story we are to tell our customers. She was transferred to another store and that's it, we aren't to tell them she demoted. I showed up to work and she was gone. That fast. I guess it was over her being stubborn and not doing what they told her for the last 5 years. Since she has left things have looked much better in the store. Very clean, very organized. I have gotten lots of compliments.

With her gone I am working every morning till about 5pm but I never get out of there till about 6. I had 50.6 hours last week and this week I have 37.9. At least my paychecks will look good. I am afraid they are going to just move me to manager and never tell me. They have a history of doing that. I don't want to be manager. I want to move on to bigger, better things. I guess we sit back and see.

On the upside I now have regular customers who come to see me. They know I work in the mornings and stop by to say hi. It is nice to have 'regulars' makes you smile when you see them coming in.

Anyway, that sums up my life. Hope you enjoyed! I will try and post the cool new things happening just after they happen so I don't forget haha. I will get better at this. ^_^

50TH Post!!

Yes ... I am still alive, and I have a lot to write about, but not quite yet. I have to plan out how to write everything without making it a GIANT post that seems to ramble. Haha. So you will have to wait to hear the drama in my life.

Here is a preview:
Kannon's birth!
Christmas
New Years
Things changing at work

Please no spoilers in the comments for those who already know. ^_^

Anyway, this post is dedicated to the number 50, since it is my 50th post YAY! I never thought I would make it this far. Anyway here goes:

In the year 50 Roman's learned how to use soap.
50 is the smallest number that can be written as the sum of 2 squares in 2 ways.
50 is the atomic number of tin.
There are 50 states in the USA (Hawaii being number 50)
As far as marriage goes, gold is the 50th anniversary gift.
President Ulysses S. Grant is on the $50
The moon is 50 times smaller than the earth.
The Roman numeral for 50 is L.
Noah's Ark was 50 cubits in width.
There are 50 chapters in the book of Genesis.

Hope your holidays went well. Look forward to hearing from me soon!

New Moon

Twilight.

A wonderful book.

Terrible movie.

I can't explain how much I hated the movie in words, so I drew this quick sketch to remind you all my initial reaction to it.

That is me, attempting to close the curtains on the movie so people will be spared the pain of watching it for themselves. I was so embarrassed by the acting I wanted to pull my hood on and wear a fake mustache so people wouldn't recognize me.

The acting was terrible, the directing was terrible, the script was terrible. If you remember my post on it I was trying to be nice, but after reading back over it I was too nice. Really it felt like a SyFy (yes that is how the network spells it now) made for tv movie.

Anyway, on to New Moon. I went in expecting to walk out with my hood over my head again ashamed I spent money to see it, but was midly surprised. It stuck very closely to the book, there were a couple things different, but only to cut the large book down to 2 hours of movie time. Jacob was better after he turned into a werewolf, really who liked the long hair?! Gross! Bella wasn't too bad, she smiled and acted more like a human instead of a robot.

But sadly to say I believe this movie was rated higher on my liking list was because this

was missing for about 2/3rds of it. I am sorry to say but he is far from the Edward I imagined. The first 20 minutes were awkward because you had scenes like this:

Awkward New Moon Moment

The first few seconds when she says "Kiss me" made me cringe. And the frolicking in the forest was weird, but as I have come to conclude it was because of a certain actor being there.

The werewolves were pretty cool looking, even if super cgi. At one point Sam remined me of Gmork from The Neverending Story with his glowing eyes.

Anyway if you aren't willing for fork (no pun intended haha) out the big bucks to see it in the expensive theater, you should go to the cheap one.

I rate it a C.

Tell me what you think.

Happy Halloween!!

I was going through my old Halloween pictures and came upon something interesting.

Do you all remember how short my hair was this time last year? I found a picture from Veronica's Halloween party I had taken with my cell phone. Last night I took a picture of me now just so you can compare.

The left picture is terrible because it was taken on my 1mega pixel cell phone camera at night. I tried to lighten it a little so you can see it better.


Can you believe it? I knew my hair grew fast, but wow.

Anyway, I have Halloween off so I get to relax today. Finally!

As the Dollar Turns cont.

Lots of things have happened since my last post. I am now assistant manager. I feel terrible for taking my fellow workers place, but when offered the position what else can I say?

>No I want to stay a cashier and refuse to gain valuable experience on my resume.

Haha, no. I took it happily thinking maybe there was a chance I would be trained and slip in easy beans.

That isn't how it went, so here is the breakdown.

I was called Thursday last week at 12pm and asked if I wanted to take a test. I found out then that the previous assistant manager messed up on the paper work and was quickly demoted. I said yes, but was very worried about the previous assistant manager. I like her and didn't want her to be upset with me.

I go into work Friday and am asked if I can come in, on my day off, and take the test for assistant manager. I agree and plan 2pm.

Saturday rolls around and I show up to work ready for some test taking. Apparently the DM was running behind and wasn't going to be there, but I was given my keys and told I was closing that night. My flaky boss ran out the door without a second glance back.

I didn't know how to close. I just remember watching the others do it. So here I am, not an assistant manager, holding keys, working with a cashier who really doesn't know how to close, attempting to do my best. We hardy had customers thankfully.

While doing the paperwork the numbers weren't matching, I was worried about what would happen, called the DM, and she told me not to worry about it since she was coming in Sunday to work the register for me while I take the test. So I shoved everything in the safe and went on my merry way.

Forgetting to clock out. On a Saturday. They send the data to payroll on Saturdays so it looked like I worked 15 hours.

I called the DM, she told me we would worry about it Sunday.

Sunday comes around and I have to open and close that day. I got there when I was supposed to, started my morning routine, which I was basically making it up since I had only seen it once. Around opening I went to the back and started on my test.

I scored a 90% on the first one and 92% on the second one.

Apparently my numbers were right on the deposit, I was just worried over nothing. My cashier came in and we cleaned the store top to bottom, 6 hours remaining. So we went through the food. We found more out of date stuff, and told the DM about it, she said we CANNOT sell old food and to throw it in the back for my boss to get rid of. The she left a nasty note and left.

Closing went better that night. I got everything in order, and we were out of there in 15 minutes.

Since then I have closed, Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday. I feel like I will be getting this closing routine down. I only open twice a month so I don't know if I will ever get that down.

It isn't bad being assistant, I don't have to work with my boss as often, which is very very nice. And I am doing just what I did when I was working cashier, this time it is what I am supposed to be doing.