Ok, so far I really enjoy my job. I get to actually go out and make money tomorrow, which is nice, although I already won a cash prize for doing a sales pitch really well. Today I even got a fist bump from my boss, for thinking on my feet and being in control of the situation while role playing. Tomorrow, I get to go out and try it for real... while wearing the stuuuuuuuupid fucking shirt and even STUUUUUPIDER visor. A FUCKING VISOR, CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS INJUSTICE?! Fortunately, we do NOT have to wear khakis. I am the anti khaki. I REFUSE to wear khakis. Khakis are for people who don't have a choice, and bland people with no souls. And maybe 1% are affluent people who wear them because they are de rigeur and convey "professionalism." Oh, and maybe the other 1% are people on safari. Did I mention I hate khakis? :-P
The only issues I'm having so far are the hours- while they could be far, far worse, I am NOT a morning person. I usually feel unwell in the morning as a result of lack of sleep and dehydration from way more activity and sun exposure than I'm used to from the day before, but I've found that when I get myself a big ass gatorade to take with me in the morning, I feel ok. I usually develop a headache at some point, which is why I take my pills with me every day now, and I try to get some caffeine in me at some point. Another issue is the commute- I've tried a few different routes now, but I've discovered the best ones are the ones with the least amount of bus travel. Less invitation for nausea that way.
The third, and final issue? One of the people who was hired with me. This woman Cheryl. I'm pretty fucking sure now, that she's on the spectrum ifyouknowwhatimean, so I guess I can't be too hard on her. But her endless stupid questions and things she fixates on, plus her total lack of social skills and professional behavior, just fucking aggravates me to no end. I know I'm not the only one, either. But so far, my boss has had the patience of a saint with her, though he's showing signs of cracking- but hey, that's what you get for hiring everyone who shows up :-P
OK, well, cross yer fingers and wish me luck tomorrow. Thor knows I'm gonna fucking need it!
The only issues I'm having so far are the hours- while they could be far, far worse, I am NOT a morning person. I usually feel unwell in the morning as a result of lack of sleep and dehydration from way more activity and sun exposure than I'm used to from the day before, but I've found that when I get myself a big ass gatorade to take with me in the morning, I feel ok. I usually develop a headache at some point, which is why I take my pills with me every day now, and I try to get some caffeine in me at some point. Another issue is the commute- I've tried a few different routes now, but I've discovered the best ones are the ones with the least amount of bus travel. Less invitation for nausea that way.
The third, and final issue? One of the people who was hired with me. This woman Cheryl. I'm pretty fucking sure now, that she's on the spectrum ifyouknowwhatimean, so I guess I can't be too hard on her. But her endless stupid questions and things she fixates on, plus her total lack of social skills and professional behavior, just fucking aggravates me to no end. I know I'm not the only one, either. But so far, my boss has had the patience of a saint with her, though he's showing signs of cracking- but hey, that's what you get for hiring everyone who shows up :-P
OK, well, cross yer fingers and wish me luck tomorrow. Thor knows I'm gonna fucking need it!
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