ticktockkristin

I can't stop talking about how much I'm excited for my first job.  Let me give you a low down of some parts of it. 

1. I get a 40 Percent discount =]! (Shit, everything is expensive still though =/)
2.  My managers name is Kirby.  Yes, Kirby and he has a mohawk.
3.  I have co-workers who have face piercing all over their face and I love it.
4. It's in Santana Row, so I get to walk across the street to Borders! So on my breaks, I can read books! =]!
5. I don't mind folding 2904890238 shirts, I fold 3904809348 shirts at home anyways.
6. So far, everyone has been super nice.
7. My breaks are superrrrrrr short, so I guess I have to bag lunch my food to work all the time. =/
8. Pay is pretty decent for a first job with NO work experience WHAT SO EVER.
9. Apparently, it's really easy to work your way up in the store.  (Dean, or at least I believe his name is Dean told me that he got a raise and got promoted within his first months working at UO)
10. The store is cute, my co-workers are cute, and my customers are cute.
 

Yayyy.


Just watch, I hate it after a month.

LOLOL jk

Thank you for coming to visit me last Sunday, I'm glad that you are doing better now.

So like, today I got my first dose of Philippines sickness.  I finally decided to unpack and clean my room ever since I came back out of boredom.  Looking at all my stuff I bought, I wish I got more.  I had to carry my a case of water bottles from my mom's car yesterday and I instantly remembered how Adi and Tippi had to carry 2 super heavy water bottles (sorry for the lack of a better word, they were much heavier than your regular water bottle) from the end of market market to the condo.  And by the end of our little trip, their fingers would be super purple.  Yeah, weird how something so small could remind me of that.  Then my ever so cleverly named stuffed animal BoogerAdi aka Boogadi is already getting super flat.  He's getting depressed because he misses Philippines, that's why he hasn't been eating and getting flat.  Not because I crush him when I sleep or anything.   Anyways, no one understands why I hate quesadillas, polabok, skippy peanut butter, or POPCORN! NO ONE UNDERSTANDS!