Haaaaaaapy Anniversary!
I do believe that today (or yesterday...hmmm...I know it's June something) was my 4 year anniversary at Extra Foods. I was so glad that I found this job back then, because it saved me from yet another summer of working outdoors in insanely hot temperatures. I hate hot weather.
So what have I learned about myself, and better yet, others, during my tenure there?
I've learned how to wake up before my alarm goes off.
I've learned how to stand up to an authority figure...and how much of an adrenaline rush that provides.
I've learned restraint with my smart mouth when it comes to dealing with dumb customers...especially when I know they're wrong.
I've learned that a desk job would be ideal for the long term, especially as far as my back is concerned. I truly appreciate a good sit after all the running around I do.
I believe that if you do the work of 3 other departments besides your own (on the account of their laziness and/or incompetence), you should get paid 3 salaries. I get laughed out of the room everytime I mention that, but it's one of the few outlandish statements I make that I'm dead serious about.
I now know to ask someone when they buy a patio set or BBQ if they actually have room in their vehicle to fit it in there. You'd be surprised how many people think they can fit all this stuff in a messy Honda with 2 kids in it.
I learned that the creepy guy in street clothes who looks like he's up to no good, walking around everywhere in the store is not a would-be thief, but rather the loss prevention officer.
I've found that my fellow co-workers like to punch me in the shoulder a lot...which goes to show that I haven't totally fixed that smart-mouth problem of mine just yet.
I've found that the "it's my first day"excuse still works.
I've found that I can get away with chewing gum on the job. Thinking of seeing how long I can get away without shaving.
I've learned that a finalized schedule is merely a prediction of how often you will work.
I've learned that staying an extra hour is often a pain, until you realize what those 11 bucks can buy you.
I've learned that I won't miss the job itself, but I will miss the people I work with.
Oh, and I've learned how to throw a perfect spiral with a 2-litre bottle of pop.
That about covers it.
So what have I learned about myself, and better yet, others, during my tenure there?
I've learned how to wake up before my alarm goes off.
I've learned how to stand up to an authority figure...and how much of an adrenaline rush that provides.
I've learned restraint with my smart mouth when it comes to dealing with dumb customers...especially when I know they're wrong.
I've learned that a desk job would be ideal for the long term, especially as far as my back is concerned. I truly appreciate a good sit after all the running around I do.
I believe that if you do the work of 3 other departments besides your own (on the account of their laziness and/or incompetence), you should get paid 3 salaries. I get laughed out of the room everytime I mention that, but it's one of the few outlandish statements I make that I'm dead serious about.
I now know to ask someone when they buy a patio set or BBQ if they actually have room in their vehicle to fit it in there. You'd be surprised how many people think they can fit all this stuff in a messy Honda with 2 kids in it.
I learned that the creepy guy in street clothes who looks like he's up to no good, walking around everywhere in the store is not a would-be thief, but rather the loss prevention officer.
I've found that my fellow co-workers like to punch me in the shoulder a lot...which goes to show that I haven't totally fixed that smart-mouth problem of mine just yet.
I've found that the "it's my first day"excuse still works.
I've found that I can get away with chewing gum on the job. Thinking of seeing how long I can get away without shaving.
I've learned that a finalized schedule is merely a prediction of how often you will work.
I've learned that staying an extra hour is often a pain, until you realize what those 11 bucks can buy you.
I've learned that I won't miss the job itself, but I will miss the people I work with.
Oh, and I've learned how to throw a perfect spiral with a 2-litre bottle of pop.
That about covers it.
posted by Ev(an) at
12:51 a.m.
3 Comments:
In reading that...all I have to say is...YOU GET PAID ELEVEN DOLLARS AN HOUR???!!!
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Anonymous, at 6/12/2005 12:37 a.m.
For once, I'm having trouble distinguishing between sarcasm and shock! lol
I get a raise every 500 hours thanks to a last minute settlement that averted a strike...and seeing as though my schedule is unintentionally doubled each week, I get there rather quickly.
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Ev(an), at 6/18/2005 11:20 p.m.
holy crap! i can't believe that! and yeah..that was both sarcasm and shock at the same time..so i'm not surprised that you couldn't distinguish one from the other. Wow...so the grass really is greener on the other side..Oh well..too bad for me. A strike...now there's an idea...
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Anonymous, at 6/20/2005 1:00 a.m.
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