How the Night Went
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!
[/primal scream]
So I had to go to work at four today, not five. I am so glad I had no homework, otherwise I would have been insanely screwed.
I get there a bit late and realize that the only reason I am scheduled is b/c CSRs are not allowed to work alone during a meeting or some crap like that. So Hockey Boy and I spend two hours doing practically nothing. By nothing I mean opening every game in the game section and making sure they were all inside. While listening to the damn girl in "Win A Date With Tad Hamilton!" scream over and over in wild glee on the trailer tape. But there was a perk: The store was dead the whole night.
Then it's on to the meeting. Don't get me wrong, there are worse ways to work two hours of a shift away. And since I'd already spend two hours before that doing nothing, that meant I'd only have to do four hours of real work. But BBV has decided to revamp the selling process once again. I just went through a fucking training and evaluation class of HELL for the old way, and now I'm told I have to get re-evaluated! DAMN THIS! I am SO SICK of working a job where I have to feed the monster! It's bad enough that I have to sell, but they want me to sell and be followed around by someone with a piece of paper who has to rate my actions on a scale. NO.
Oh...and I'm on call for Prom. And no one will fucking work for me. So I may get written up for going to a school function. But I've already put $100 into this whole damn ordeal. Screw them. They won't actually NEED me.
I...am going to go accost someone now.
::EDIT AFTER SLEEP::
I added a few things to the post above and got rid of the typos. Woo!
Man! This week is already kicking my ass, and it's only Tuesday!! Yesterday morning I woke up and realized that I am *THIS* close to being utterly burned out. It's a good thing the work load is lessening...mostly. I don't even have the willpower to get out of the house, hang out with my friends, plant my plants, etc. All I want to do is sit and read/play a game/talk online in my PJs (or portions of) with a blanket and a mug of tea. Or sleep.
You know something is wrong when you don't have enough left in you to even be social. I feel myself sliding into hermithood. I predict that I will get more lazy and antisocial until next Thurs, when I am fully out of school. Then, after a week of downtime, I'll be back to my normal self and willing to be around people again.
So tonight I have to go dress shopping, memorize lines for a skit, and...
Ugh. UGH UGH UGH!
::EDIT AFTER SCHOOL::
It has been three years. Three years. And profesora still does not know my name.
NOTE TO SELF: Update this banner.

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