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| Nob Hell |
| 03.26.08 (12:41 am) [edit] |
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What an awful day. I hate Nob Hell so very much.
It's pretty rude to go Subway, right in the middle of lunch hours, and buy unique sandwiches for everyone in your office and hold up the whole line. And then turn to see the line now out the door and laugh lamely saying, "Heh. Sorry!" If you want to get something for everyone in your office, get a couple of pizzas. Otherwise, let them get their own sandwiches. Let's see, I worked my favorite shift. I got rejected from another job assumably for not knowing Adobe Premiere. I was taught that the big boys use one of two products, neither Adobe. I still believe that is true. However, what I was not taught is that small-timers for whatever reason love it. Now I have to make a point of learning it somehow on my agenda. I got yelled at for being out of earshot when I took my late break at the same time I always do when I work this awful shift. I thought I could spend my 10 minutes of peace anywhere I wanted as long as I was back in 10 minutes. Evidentially, this is not the case. Yeah. That made the night awesome. I hate being there so much. The checkers are whiny when no one is up there to bag, "Ew! Do all this myself! Bagging has been beneath me for 20 years! Wah! I need help!" It feels like most of the time I am the only one there doing it and everyone else is hiding somewhere else in the store. And all the other bullshit about pay, hours, seniority, union contracts, status, etc. The right brain says, "I hate this! I wanna get out of here!" The left brain says, "Yes. This is most unfair, and unpleasant. However, let's consider that things cannot vastly improve until at least summer or fall and that we can't throw this job and the benefits (both medical and other) away in favor of another throw-away job that will get thrown away in a few months. And don't you want to go Disneyland in a month?" And the right brain says, "Whoo Hoo! Disneyland!!! But I don't want to stay in a crappy job in order to have fun!!" |
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