so yeah. new job. it's not so bad. i'd definitely call it one of those full immersion type of deals. kind of throw you in there and you sink or swim. except it's a little trickier. because it's not just about swimming. i'm swimming... i'm doggy paddling all over the fuckin place. the problem is the whirlpools, sharks, coral reef you can get stuck on... well, you get the picture. i'm feeling booby trapped because i just don't know much about these phones and i need time to learn about all the policies and procedures that are behind setting up activations, doing renewals, etc. so that i can intelligently answer questions about it. it's so frustrating.
it's like having no arms, being given a shovel and told to dig. oh, like the movie with owen wilson and jackie chan, and he gives him chopsticks to dig himself out when he's buried in up to his neck. that's how i feel. i know i could do this stuff, and i could stumble around and slowly dig myself out of this, but it would be much easier if i could just be given all the information upfront instead of stumbling upon it all the time here and there so that it's harder to remember. i don't know... maybe this is all part of the training regimen. throw you totally off balance so it just all seems so easier later.
funny thing is the area the store's in. woodstock and acworth aren't too bad... but you start getting up north of there and yikes. i've seen more mullets the last few days than i'd seen yet this whole year. it's crazy. and i'm talkin men, women, and children! we get a really diverse customer base in there... it's fun. you'll get someone who doesn't speak any english, then a business guy, a pierced up/tattooed kid, and then some family lady housewife. one right after the other.
so anyways, apart from job... well, that's it for now. i either open or close. open means getting up at 6:30 to be out of the house by 7:45 and up there by 8:30. and that's just when i'm carpooling with jaylee. some days i'll have to drop off huey first and be even earlier. then i get off at 5:30. yay. by that time i'm totally exhausted when i get home. i have to break the nap after work cycle. not good. now, closing is 11:30 to 8:30. which is a real conundrum for the days i have to drive huey to work and then myself. because he has no way of getting home in the evening then. unless he rides marta or catches a ride. so i'm at work 9 hours, with an hour of commute time.... i'm pretty pooped by the time i get home. and i have these damn transcriptions needing to be done. and no will to sit here and listen to someone drone on. i'll have to just work on them on sunday.
which should also be funny. my family is having another drama so huey is bailing on easter with us. it kinda sucks, which i didn't really make crystal clear to him, but i don't want him to think i'm nagging which is what he ususally says the minute i start talking to him about coming to some family event of mine. but this is a big holiday... oh well. i can't make him go. and he really does have work to do. plus this time is going to totally suck so i'm actually going to try to bail out early too, so i won't have to participate in any interventions.
and lastly, it being holy thursday and all, and me being catholic (kind of), well, i figured i'd at least mentioned that i remembered it was a holy day since i didn't actually do anything about it. and tomorrow being good friday and all, i figured i'll just mention that to someone too and maybe get out of work early since jaylee isn't going to be there. by the way... the whole thing with archibishop donaghue announcing that all that catholics in his region can only wash men's feet during the foot washing ceremony on holy thursday has raised quite an uproar. first of all, there are all those people (like most of my friends) who are going "you have a ritual in church where you wash each others feet? what the fuck??" so after explaining that and them just lookin at me like 'whateva, weirdo' it then becomes an issues of why just men can participate. and i just don't know the answer to that.
as far as i know, women have been participating for years. and i understand that the disciples were 12 guy friends of jesus, but the bible was written by men during and about a time that focused entirely on men and considered women just a part of the backdrop. being so literal in the interpretation... well, it's just stupid. i completely disagree with it. but i did not go join any silent protests or any of that kind of stuff tonite because frankly, i'm more of an ask me how i feel and i'll tell you kind of person than an active protestor. as if catholics weren't already considered big enough freaks... let's publicly discuss some silly foot hygeine ritual we have every year, rile up the feminists in the process, and then protest to draw even more attention to ourselves. *sigh* i just don't care that much.
