Well, not really, but a 98 toyota corrola is a fair bit better than a 76 toyota pickup. The corrola has power locks and windows, AC and two, count 'em, TWO side-view mirrors. Frankly, I think that two mirrors in addition to the rear-view mirror is just decadent, but I'll adjust. And it doesn't shake when I take it on the interstate. Everyone ( Read more... )

I swear to God, the only thing keeping me from killing each and every one of my coworkers is that I have no way of disposing of the bodies. You know, yesterday I got my first piece of sincere praise from my supervisor for doing my job well and quickly. Tonight they decided to haze me. Matt, who wasn't even on, but is pathetic and has no life, ( Read more... )

I really wish I knew how I felt about my job. In any 24 hours I range from hating it and every one of my coworkers to considering it "just a job," to appreciating certain aspects of the work. Basically, I hate my coworkers, like interacting with the customers and could frankly do without the cleaning. BTW, has anyone else heard about "swopping ( Read more... )

It's late, cleaning is dull and occassionally people come in for sandwhiches despite the "Open" sign being off and the chairs being ON TOP OF THE TABLES...we made him a sandwhich anyway. Oh well, it's doable. Tomorrow...later today...I get the full closing training from the regular who I'll be replacing ( Read more... )

My first day wasn't too bad, although, if given the choice, one should not have their first day of work at a restaurant be on the second-busiest day of the week. It's nice to think that, since I'll be doing the 3- or 5-closing shift, I won't have to deal with the lunch rush. Little insane. Anyway, the boss is cool and the rest of the staff seem ( Read more... )

I'm so lame. I wait about 5 years too long to get my first job and now I'm starting to get nervous about it. A 21-year-old guy on his way to become a veterinarian should not fret at the prospect of making sandwhiches. Anyway, mindless yet amusing things calm my nerves.

Should the day come that I rule the world, it would appeal to my sense of ( Read more... )

Yep, apparently I'm not chronically unemployable. Sure, it's closing at subway for minimum wage, but work is work. Actually, I'm pretty excited about it. Paid employment, honest to God work experience, food handler's card, training, free sandwhiches...it's not bad for a newbie. I really should have started working sooner. To be perfectly ( Read more... )

God, I never thought I'd want a job so badly. By Wednesday I should know if either Target or CompUSA want to hire me. It's funny, the job at Target I'm applying for is called "Guest Attendant", but a more apt title would be "Cart Jockey" or simply "Bitch." Basically, I would be the guy bringing the carts back in and generally doing whatever the ( Read more... )

Looking for work in the couve has been very damaging to my ego. About a dozen vet clinics have my resume now, but NONE of them are hiring. The most encouraging, "We might be hiring soon," came from a little po-dunk clinic in battleground. BTW, I didn't realize it, but those battleground folks are fucking crazy. I swear to God I saw a 50 mph ( Read more... )

Cabin Fever. Oh my God. Disturbing, grotesque, horrifying. I had to take a break about half way through to let the nausea subside. I definitely recommend this movie. Get the DVD, the extras are hilarious.