Life needs change.

CHANGE #20051030
i begin to question why i’m working such a shitty job when it’s clear that one of the managers is quite incompetent. i’ve noticed that whenever she doesn’t know how to do something on the register she’ll ask me to continue because she has to ‘do something.’ funny how we’re all in custy service, yet if i go to help a custy i’m basically TOLD not to. strange. and ugh! the fuckin’ phone! if you made the cord long enough then maybe i could multi-task and do things as i talk on the bloomin’ phone. but don’t bitch me out for not picking it up when it’s not for me but someone who actually works in the requested section to do a check. it’s SO dumb, the system isn’t programmed to tell you what and where we have certain items. so we have to call… there are good and bad things about the pos system.

this has been a fatty weekend. i had a bbq chicken sammich for lunch… SO good and SO filling. vanilla latte. then me and aruny went to this AWESOME bbq place down at college and ossington. mmmmMMMMMMMMmmmmm. and den for runch today, pizza and soup. jess got me an espresso brownie and i ate what she couldn’t finish of her carrot cake. dinner was chicken katsu again. dut dut dut.

hahahaha, so i stayed an extra hour yesterday and today. and i chose not to take an extra shift tomollo. can’t do it. too much bullshit. the music is so bloody loud in the store, but they want it that way because it’s a ‘positive vibe, good energy and attracts customers.’ right, i don’t know about them, but if i go into a store and the music’s too loud or if it’s a TERRIBLE song then i just walk out. i don’t give a rat’s ass what i need. i’ll find it elsewhere. my ears were ringing and my head was throbbing. yup, and i can’t hear people. brilliant! plus my throat gets so dry cuz i’m yelling so much. gerblah! it’s like a mini u of t in the store. almost everyone goes there. so close, i can understand why.

in a few days it’ll be nonember. when i was younger (i can’t say ‘little kid’ since some people still call me that literally due to my height) i used to say nonember. anyhow, it’s funny that i’ve been back for ½ a year already and i’ve gotten NOTHING DONE! well career-wise anyway. ha! need to start that velly soon. i’d like my thesis supervisor to be a referee for some internship applications, but i don’t know what happened to her. lalalala i need more ‘professional’ referees...

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