Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Sooo...I'm lazy. Yup.

I dunno. Amusing things have happened, less amusing things have happened, I've been relatively busy but not overly so. Saturday before last was my last day at Philly's and I'm thinking about applying at Shake's and maybe Target if that doesn't work. I saw X3 yesterday with Stacia - it was really good, but I liked the first two better. And they'd better have another one with the way they ended this one(and the scene after the credits). I realized that someone still has something I let them borrow MONTHS and MONTHS ago and this annoys me. Because I wannit back.

I feel nauseous. I was having weird cravings last night, ate brownies and then wanted sour cream and onion potato chips. Think my stomach hasn't quite recovered yet. I want food but we don't really have anything breakfasty (yes, noon is breakfast time).

I dunno what's up with the lack of blogging. I feel slightly stagnant overall and a little introverted, so less reason to blog. I get the feeling there's a divine kick in the pants coming up soon and I'm trying to think of ways to avoid it. I feel kind of stupid especially with Unwise and Untimely...I still care about things, and still get annoyed and need to vent, but don't necessarily feel like sharing those thoughts with the world at large. Or maybe it's just that if I'm going to change anything, there are probably more productive ways to use my time. Maybe I'll change my mind again, I dunno.

In other news, I went swimming with my cell phone in my pocket on Saturday. Turns out they don't like it when you do that. I worked that one out myself. (aaand nobody'll get the reference) It's working fine now, though, after I let it dry out until yesterday morning...and stuck it in a bag of rice to help absorb the moisture (a source of confusion for Jessica, who walked into my kitchen and said "umm...your cell phone is in rice."). I'll be getting a new one in July anyways, so hopefully it can last that long. yay for free upgrades. Unfortunately I can't decide which one I want...oh the dilemma of choice...

Warped tour countdown: 19 days! ouch, need to buy my tickets.

Your Personality Is Like Alcohol

You're the life of the party, a total flirt, and probably a pretty big jokester.
Sometimes your behavior gets you in trouble, but you still remain socially acceptable.
You're a pretty bad driver, and you're dancing could also use a little work!

For the irony:

You Are Pork

You like to think you're the other white meat, but many people don't want anything to do with you.
You probably smoke. And it's likely that no body part of yours is off limits.

haha, nice.

You Are a Peacemaker Soul

You strive to please others and compromise anyway you can.
War or conflict bothers you, and you would do anything to keep the peace.
You are a good mediator and a true negotiator.
Sometimes you do too much, trying so hard to make people happy.

While you keep the peace, you tend to be secretly judgmental.
You lose respect for people who don't like to both give and take.
On the flip side, you've got a graet sense of humor and wit.
You're always dimplomatic and able to give good advice.

Souls you are most compatible with: Warrior Soul, Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul

Your Famous Last Words Will Be:

"I can pass this guy."

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Your Linguistic Profile::
60% General American English
20% Yankee
10% Dixie
5% Midwestern
0% Upper Midwestern

Niiice...considering I definitely didn't grow up in either Yankee or Dixie territory.

Also that only adds up to 95%. Hum.


I'm calling in and giving my two week's notice at Philly's tonight. I meant to do it yesterday but I forgot...I worked 5:30 to 7:30 on Tuesday and he left at 6:30...didn't come back 'til after close apparently (says Jess). Monday night, we were both working and this lady came through the drive-through. I've seen her before and she's been a bitch every single time. Well, this time, she pulls through, - for future reference, I was on register and Jess was at drive-through - parks, and comes in. Before I can ask her what the matter is, she completely up-ends her bag all over our counter and started complaining that two of the sandwiches were smushed. It's like, hello lady, it's a friggin drive-through, if you don't want your food to be smushed don't have it put in a bag. Dumbass. Anyways, she went on to say that her chicken tenders were not cooked properly because her two and three year olds couldn't possibly eat them. They weren't burned at all as far as I could tell, but I told her I'd get some new ones anyways. I go back and got them for her, and when they finally came up, I gave them to her. Her response? "Now my fries are cold and I am NOT eating cold fries!!!" "Okay ma'am, I'll get you some more."

She complained to the manager about us anyways. I got told by Orlando that I really needed to learn to shut the f**k up. (yes, those were his exact words) Repeatedly. But he said not thirty seconds earlier that she wasn't going to be happy no matter what we did. Anyways, right after Jessica leaves(she was working 5:30 to 7:30), I was looking at the schedule and preparing to ask why I was scheduled for one hour the following day(typo), he goes "So are you ****ing taking money from the register or what?"
"Uh...excuse me?"
"You heard me, are you taking money from the register or what? We came up short again yesterday. So either you are really ****ing things up, or you're taking money."

I had a drive-through order and had to walk away at that point...but then at the end of the night he comes up to me again and says "So we're $92.17 short today. You and Jessica need to stop ****ing things up or I'm going to take it out of your paychecks."

Well. I go back the next day, and it turns out that the reason we were short was because apparently ERIC(as in, someone not Jessica or I) had an issue and three or four cars drove off without buying their food. He didn't properly void the receipts. But, the rich part is that Jessica didn't find this out through Orlando. He didn't say a freaking word to her about it or apologize or anything, she found out because Angela told her.

Not ten minutes after she tells me this, Orlando walks in and demands to know what we're doing. I respond with "She's cleaning off the tables and I'm refilling the napkin containers." he said something else, and then goes "Oh yeah, and I had a friend of a friend call in last night and tell me that he went through drive-through and YOU *points at me* were really rude to him. This would be a few days ago." "Really? Did he say how I was rude or anything? 'Cause I'm never rude to people unless they have me on the verge of tears or something..." "No, but it doesn't matter because you need to change your ****ing attitude and learn to shut the **** up. And you should know that I'll hear about it if you are rude to people because I have friends all over the place..." etc. etc. goes on to sound like he's in the CIA or something. Anyways. Yeah. Quitting.

I don't know where I'm going to get a job at next, I've applied at Sonic, and I'm going to fill out an application for Dippin Dots in the mall. Whoo. Might check back on Mr. Bulky's or something.

Today was the last day of school - yay. I skinned my knees all to hell on the rock wall. But it's good that we're out.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Fast food etiquette:

(yes, there is such a thing)

1. LOOK AT YOUR RECEIPT. Do not bitch at me if you get the wrong food when I gave you your receipt 10 minutes ago and you said nothing.

2. DO NOT LEAVE YOUR TRAY ON YOUR TABLE. Especially with all that crap on top of it. Or trash all over your table. I'm not a waitress so unless you're going to leave me a tip don't expect me to clean up after you.

3. If the cooks mess something up, it's not my fault. Not that hard to figure out. I'll try and help you out as much as I can, but it is NOT my fault if I put no peppers on the slip and they didn't do it.

4. Do not talk to me like I am stupid. At the risk of sounding arrogant, there is a good chance I'm smarter than you are, and the fact that I'm working at a fast-food restaurant does not change that. You are not superior. *#$% off.

5. Do not try to tell me what comes on the sandwiches. I work here ffs. Or, don't demand a sandwich we don't have. Please, look at the expletive menu.

ahem. yes. people annoy me and are extremely eccentric. On a brighter side, we get out on Thursday. YEEEEEESSSSSS.

Monday, May 08, 2006

Not much up. My opinion of Philly's changes by the day I swear. Sometimes it's okay, sometimes it's not. Right now I'm just exasperated that the probation period is 90 days and I don't know what I'll be making after that(right now it's min wage). I'm thinking about trying waitressing over the summer to see how that goes, because my job right now is pretty much waitressing without tips. So yeah, decent weekend. There's never anything to say any more, because everything is either too personal to post here or just boring stuff(work school work school, rinse and repeat). We had MAP testing last week and our school suffered from astonishingly bad planning - decided to have it the hours that a lot of people needed to be gone for work, and one day half the people in our group were gone for FFA. Fun. They also did scheduling assemblies on Friday when half of the people were gone due to a Spanish trip. I signed up for:

Advanced Art
Economics/Geography(semester class each, mostly so that I could have Mr. Withers and they're super-easy filler classes)
Lifetime sports (stupid PE credit...)
Fashion merchandising(with CCE, so that I'll only have to go five hours a day. Also the other half of the class is sports/entertainment merchandising, but I just put down fashion 'cause it was shorter)


Business Tech
Chem I
Marketing I

So, all in all, my senior year should be beyond disgustingly easy. This year is sucking majorly though, because everything is being piled on in these last two weeks when I feel like I should be going "yaaaaay two weeks left!". So instead I'm going "OMG AHHHHHHHH" *crushed by mountains of schoolwork and high finals pressure*

Ahem. Yeah. On that note, 'night.

Monday, May 01, 2006

Long but good weekend. Uhh...I'm tired right now so can't think of anything particularly interesting to say about it. I just got back a while ago from hanging out with Alicia, we did a photo-shoot-esque thingie because I need some up-to-date pictures. Randomly drove around for a bit, stopped by and saw Jess at Philly's, all sorts of fun stuff.

Mildly amusing:

You know you're living in 2005 when...

1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.

2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.

4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail addresses.

6. You go home after long days at work you still answer the phone in a business manner.

7. You make phone calls from home, you accidentally dial "9" to get an outside line.

8. You've sat at the same desk for four years and worked for three different companies.

10. You learn about your redundancy on the 11 o'clock news.

11. Your boss doesn't have the ability to do your job.

12. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if anyone is home.

13. Every commercial on television has a website at the bottom of the screen.

14. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn around to go and get it.

15. You get up in the morning and go online before getting your coffee.

16. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. :)

17. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.

18. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this message.

19. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.

20. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on this list.

AND NOW You Are LAUGHING at yourself.

My addenendum:

You know you're living in 2006 when...

You don't see any more Bush/Cheney stickers because all the people who have them stuck on their SUVs don't have any money to drive any more.