| Ok, so I am a little behind... |
[Oct. 26th, 2004|01:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Whatever is on the radio in the next cubicle | ] |
So, I said I was going to try and write more often in the attempt to try and check my email and online finances more often. It lasted a month. Oh, well. If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try, try, try again...and agian...
I am on vacation this week. This came up suddenly because I will be moving to the Berkley/Royal Oak location to help open that store. I can't take vacation days one month before or after a store opening, so I had this week to use all 7 of my vacation days that I had left. I am bored. Vacation without a vacation has meant a lot of non-productive time for me and I am not used to it. Yesterday I slept all day and then went to a jewelry party at night. Today I went to Ann Arbor to have lunch with my mom. We didn't get too much time to talk because she had a meeting at 1. So I am sitting on her computer at work waiting for her to get back from her meeting at 2. I like my mom's office. Everyone here is so nice! They have fun and play jokes and talk to each other all day long while they work - just yelling over the walls of the cubicles! They also have this huge bell that they ring when they sign new policies and everyone cheers and congratulates the people involved with obtaining the policy. I wish work were more like this.
Which reminds me, now that I have all the time in the world to think, I was listening to some managerial books on tape with Brad last week. One of which is the "philosophy" that Potbelly teaches all the new managers they hire, it's called "FISH". It talks about trying to make the work place more fun by encouraging all the types of things they do at my mom's office and that they try and MAKE us do at Potbelly - like talking to people and calling back shakes and stuff. I have come to realize these things only work to build a positive environment if people WANT to do them, not if they are MADE to do them. Here in lies Potbelly's fatal error!
Also, I have my second interview for my new job tomorrow. I am not sure what is going to happen - we will have to see what everyone brings to the table. With all the thoughts floating around in my head, I wish I had some plans to distract me from myself!!!!!! |
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| Headache |
[Sep. 26th, 2004|10:02 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Pained | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Don't Change - The Cure | ] |
So, today I had a headache. I had a headache all day, from the moment I woke up to right this very moment as I sit here just wishing that my head would hurry up and explode to release the pressure and make the pain go away. Taking the cooler inventory at work today only made things worse. I hate when the seasons change, this is what my body thinks of the summer turning into fall.
On a lighter note, I am getting a new bed, including a mattress, box springs and perhaps even a new headboard! This is good news since my old (and I mean old as in 10 years old) box springs had an unfortunate and abrupt end to its life last week. Note to self - do not try to prove your strength by forcefully pushing your tall boyfriend (if he lands on your bed - you'll be SORRY).
Not too much else to report - still waiting to hear back on my new job...waiting, and waiting, and waiting..... |
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| Groceries |
[Sep. 20th, 2004|07:56 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  drained | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Roses - Outkast (I just keep thinking of my uncle!) | ] |
Today when I got out of work, 50 minutes late, might I add, I decided to go grocery shopping since there was nothing in the house to make for dinner tonight. As I filled my sqeeky wire cart, I got to thinking, I am spending money on things that will eventually end up as shit. This thought was only more depressing when I got to the register and realized I had spent about $100 more then I had planned. I guess I should have been paying less attention to my deep thoughts and more attention to the running total of my food. Oh well, a lesson learned for next time.
Work was actually okay today, I like working in the morning, the day goes by faster. My "Steve's Stupid Move Of The Day" is that he showed up at 7:50 for his 7am shift, makes a joke about how I am being made to enter his invoices into the computer and then leaves at his sheduled time of 4pm, while I, who have been there since 7am, didn't get to leave until 4:48pm (because I am entering the invoices). Still no word on my second interview for this other job, they said I had one, but I am beginning to question... |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 20th, 2004|07:55 pm] |
I guess you guys are what makes me "rock"! I tried this with my first name only and it came up kind negative, so I posted my first and middle names. Go figure! |
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| How funny! |
[Sep. 20th, 2004|07:44 pm] |
Frank, appearantly you are a hot girl who dances badly, and Lindsay, you are underage and a big flirter! How funny! |
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| Today sucked... |
[Sep. 18th, 2004|01:17 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Fed Up | ] |
| [ | music |
| | None - I have a head ache | ] |
So, I may be looking seriously at a new job opportunity that has become open to me. I was debating this given how much I like a few of the things associated with working at Potbelly. Today squelched all those good things. I am tired of having to do everyone else's job for them. I want to go somewhere where people are accountable for themselves and where there are no double standards. Such a place my only exist in my imagination, but I think I will move onward toward this ideal, leaving Potbelly behind me. All I need now is to succeed in my second interview, and to recieve an actual offer. |
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| Long time no see... |
[Sep. 12th, 2004|09:48 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | determined | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Pachebel's Cannon in D (I don't know either, so don't ask) | ] |
So, it has been a while since I made a live journal entry. Some would say "She works so much, she's busy", and others might say "She's dating someone, she's busy", but yesterday I discovered the truth behind my avoidance of the internet. My usual internet haunts (the credit union site, my email, my fav. online shops) all exist for one reason - just to prove how much money I don't have. I swear! I feel like every time I finally get caught up with my bills and payments, they show up again. In my mailbox, in my email, on the phone - I am never free of this ugly cloud over my head that screams, "HEY YOU, GIVE ME ALL YOUR MONEY!" The few things I have been able to buy in the past month (my wine rack and my dishes) don't even make me happy because I feel guilty for having spent the money on them and not on a bill or debt of some kind. I avoid the mailbox like the plauge - Brad has to force me to get the mail, and before yesterday, I hadn't checked my email since July. I would like to go about my business for just one day without money being the basis of every decision I make. Since this will never be the case, now that I owe some guy in Texas the amount of a house, I am going to make a full effort to be more fiscally responsible. Instead of hiding from my bills, I am going to try to save money and pay them, which means checking the mail every day and checking my email every day. I am hoping that by getting back in the habit of live journaling I will entice myself to get online to actually get my e-bills and pay them. We shall see. Wish me luck... |
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| Are you afraid of the dark? |
[Jul. 14th, 2004|10:38 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Drop the Pilot - Artist Unknown | ] |
So, last night, as I sat in bed wide awake at 4:34 am watching the clock and waiting for someone to walk into my room and kill me, I realized that I am afraid of the dark. Now, this is a new fear and perhaps it is due to the whole new living on my own thing, but I spent over two hours last night on the verge of tears thinking that I would surely not live to see the light of day. The funny thing was that I was not alone, there were three other people and one hyper dog staying at my house, too. I am not quite sure what to make of this except that I am going to completely eliminate scary movies - even ones that are only kinda scary - from my life for a while. I am SO tired today from not sleeping last night, it is CRAZY. Just one more reason to support the theory that I am completely pathetic.
On a good note, though, I talked to my step-dad, Bubba, and he says that he can fix my carpet in my closets for practically nothing, which is awesome because the water damage has started to cause the padding to smell really musty. This is not a good thing, but it will soon be fixed - HOORAY!!!
Also, on another good note, my GM kinda sorta admited to being an ass to me today. I think he was trying to make some amends because Jen, the other manager, told him he was a terrible ass hole and that he was making my life misserable. We shall see if he actually improves, just because you know you are an ass doesn't always mean you stop acting like one. In fact, sometimes it inspires people to more assish. I hope that part doesn't happen because I would walk out I think, and I can't do that now that I have a "home".
PS - TOMORROW IS MY DAY OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| Glad to be home |
[Jul. 6th, 2004|03:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  relieved | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "Can We Still be Friends" - Mandy Moore cover | ] |
Normal day at work, but I am so very excited to be home. For no particular reason, I am so happy to be here. Huh, go figure! |
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| I love surprises! |
[Jul. 5th, 2004|06:54 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | excited | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Whatever was just playing over the Applebee's radio | ] |
Surprises rock, and I love them. I love to get surprised and I love to surprise others. That is all I have to say about that... |
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| I took this twice, they came out different both times!?!?!? |
[Jul. 5th, 2004|06:53 pm] |
Wackiness: 50/100
Rationality: 50/100
Constructiveness: 68/100
Leadership: 16/100
You are an SECF--Sober Emotional Constructive Follower. This makes you a hippie. You are passionate about your causes and steadfast in your commitments. Once you've made up your mind, no one can convince you otherwise. Your politics are left-leaning, and your lifestyle choices decidedly temperate and chaste.
You do tremendous work when focused, but usually you operate somewhat distracted. You blow hot and cold, and while you normally endeavor on the side of goodness and truth, you have a massive mean streak which is not to be taken lightly. You don't get mad, you get even.
Please don't get even with this web site. |
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| Mostly true...scary |
[Jun. 27th, 2004|10:45 pm] |
Capricorn - Your Love Profile
Your positive traits:
You are serious about relationships and ready for a commitment.
You tend to help your partner attain the success they dream of.
You are a rock. Relationship problems don't seem to phase you.
Your negative traits:
Sometimes it's very hard for you to accept your parnter's past.
You are emotionally reserved, and difficult to connect with.
You expect your partner to take care of you - and make cheat if they do not
Your ideal partner:
Is incredibly powerful and well respected.
Is often older than you - and could be a superior at work.
Has a good amount of money... or the ability to be rich someday.
Your dating style:
Practical. A "get to know each other" coffee date is just fine by you.
Your seduction style:
Bossy - you like to be the one in charge in the bedroom.
Slow and patient. You know that good sex takes time.
Calculating. You'll use sex to get ahead, if necessary.
Tips for the future:
Open up. A little emotional expression is a good thing in relationships.
Leap before you look. You don't have to run a cost benefit sheet on everyone you date.
Enjoy the now. No need to worry about marriage on the first few dates.
Best place to meet someone online:
eHarmony - they'll automatically match you with someone who's as driven as you are
Best color to attract mate: Dark green
Best day for a date: Saturday
Get your free love profile at Blogthings.
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| Work Sucks |
[Jun. 23rd, 2004|05:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pissed off | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Pinball Wizard - The Who | ] |
I have realized over the past few months that work sucks. No, not because making sandwiches is difficult and no, not because I have a large amount of responsibility. Work sucks because the people I work with shit on me and take advantage of me and then seem to think that I am asking for the moon when I make requests that are purely for my own personal well-being. Over the past 10 months I have done nothing but give and give for this company. I didn't complain when I was asked to start my job 5 days after graduation when I had asked to start in June. I didn't complain when I was moved to Chicago for six weeks, and then the day before I am to leave, get a call asking me if I can stay indefinitely (which ended up being three months). I did not ask for time off between my Chicago and Michigan market transfer, which I was entitled to as a part of my "moving expenses". I did not ask for time off over any holidays (and consequently worked Thanksgiving, Christmas, and my birthday). I was given New Year's Day off - big freakin' deal. Any other holiday that I have gotten off of work has been because the holiday fell on my scheduled day off and no one complained about working it. If there were complaints about working holidays, I covered for people. I worked 7 days a week to cover two of the managers in our store who took their vacations, I worked three closes a week to cover a manager who transfered, and am constantly switching shifts and days off with the other managers so that they can enjoy their personal lives. Through all of this, I never complained. This week I asked for the first big favor I think I have asked for. I informed my GM that I could not work the shift I am scheduled for on Saturday. I have been talking about it for two weeks with him and he kept telling me not to worry that he would work it out. I called him today to see what the deal was, and he informs me that I am just "SOL" and that I have to work the shift whether I can or not. His advice as to what to tell the persons to whom I was obligated on Saturday was "Tell them I am an ass hole". In my opinion, ass hole covers the shit I took back in September from this guy, what I am dealing with now is someone who obviously cares more about himself then his job and the managers who end up saving his lazy butt when his job doesn't get done. As of right now, I am starting to look at my options and wondering if working here is really worth it. With the way I feel right now, I don't see that it is. |
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| Back to normal...if that's what you can call it |
[Jun. 21st, 2004|09:20 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | mellow | ] |
| [ | music |
| | DND - Semisonic (among others on my random playlist) | ] |
Well, kids, the covert operation to New York was a success. We took my grandma to Radio City Music Hall to see her cousin Ezra's mural, she cried for a half hour. It was awesome to experience that with her. We walked 45 miles in 4 days and I managed to buy a bunch of stuff with money I probably don't really have to spend - but that's what credit cards are for, right? I managed to fool one half of my parental pair into thinking I was at home working (with many thanks to Lindsay who rotated the laundry - you are a doll), and the other parental pair will get a visit tomorrow to see how my mom is doing after her surgery. I went to work today and got yelled at for shit that I didn't do and that wasn't my fault, so a normal day, in other words. My dad and I celebrated a belated father's day tonight, he brought over Chinese food and we spent a couple hours exploring my new computer (with many thanks to the extensive group of gentlemen who spend hours at the bachelor pad putting the damn thing together - I LOVE IT AND YOU ROCK). I have two days off, even though I just returned from vay-cay, go figure, and I can't wait to spend some quality time with my condo and with my friends - KARAOKE LIVES!!!! See the crew tomorrow and the rest of you on the flip side... |
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| Exhausted with energy to spare |
[Jun. 9th, 2004|11:30 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  energetic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Prayin' For Daylight - Rascal Flats...STILL!!!!! | ] |
So, I am exhausted. The kind of exhausted where my whole body hurts and my eyes have gone rather cross-eyed from the feeling of having my muscular system internally annihilated. Yet I seem to have all this energy pent up - I almost don't know what to do with it. I am too tired to actually put it to good use and clean or organize something, so I just sit here and type and watch TV as if the energy from the buzz in my head is itself fueling the electronics (and with this computer being as old as it is, it must just suck up massive amounts of energy...). I don't have to work tomorrow which is probably the best news I have digested all day. My plans include going to legally change my address at the Secretary of State, going to buy this CD that I absolutely have to buy before the song that has been eating away at my brain finally consumes what little may be left of my cranium, and perhaps using some gift certificates to buy some patio furniture so that I can start to enjoy the lovely weather we have been having - although it is raining right now. Then, if I am lucky, I will get to see Brad for an hour or two after he is done working, then I have a "get skinny meeting", my little sister's middle school graduation, and dinner with my family. After all of this, I plan on going to bed and getting a lot of sleep since I have to be at work at 7 am on Friday. I hate working at 7 in the morning. This is such a dumb shift! What good does anyone think anyone else is going to be to them at that time of morning? I am supposed to be completing paperwork and schedules at that time - who can calculate numbers when they are mentally still canoing through the periwinkle clouds of the miasma created by the sub-conscience? SEE I TOLD YOU I HAD TOO MUCH ENERGY! I can't figure out if the people above me are moving their furniture again or if there is a thunderstorm...neither of which are of any consequence to me so who cares, really, I guess. Maybe I will go eat something, perhaps it will help - so long.
PS I just saw lightning - it's a thunderstorm, or a lightning storm, whichever |
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| So, here I am... |
[Jun. 7th, 2004|06:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | good | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Prayin' for Daylight - Rascal Flats | ] |
I feel like I have passed into the realm of the super cyber cool people who have their journals posted on the world wide web. I keep waiting for something bad to happen, like in movies when the dweeb kid gets invited to come hang out under the bleachers with the cool kids and when he gets there they have his dog tied up and wired with firecrackers. I don't have any pets, though, so I guess I have nothing to worry about.
I had a good day - I got to run errands all morning for work (which means I didn't actually have to go in to work until almost 10). I had to get dollar bills for the cash registers and a bottle of tequila to make fruit fly traps. So at 9 am, I am at Meijer holding a bottle of liquor and asking the customer service chick if I can get some singles...precarious situation, she made me promise I wasn't going to drive to Canada - because I can't get drunk and see strippers in the U.S., stupid girl!
Work was fine - I finally am working with an entire group of compitent people, it only took over nine months to work that out. And after looking over my financials I am going to get a new computer because, as you may or may not know, THIS ONE SUCKS!!!!!!!
Other then that just another ordinary day. I will be seeing most of my pals tonight at the bar for Sarah's birthday - so I will bid you all farewell until later on this evening. |
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