a working man
Been working a lot lately. Had a 35-hour week this past week and a 34-hour week next up. Tuesday and Wednesday are the new weekend. Closing is my favourite shift. I get along way better with the closing guys than the openers. Possibly it's because of the supervisors -- B* (closing supervisor) and I bonded almost immediately over being comic geeks whereas A (opening supervisor) doesn't really talk to me about stuff other than work.
There's a sort of inadvertent grouping by gender going down, too. I don't know if other people notice it. A and B don't get along too well, and most of the guys seem to be assigned under him (except Other J and V) as closers. Whereas the girls are mostly under A. They've been sort of condescending to me, which I didn't notice so much when I was still learning the ropes but found extremely grating today, perhaps because I've gotten used to knowing how to do things. No one female-presenting has asked me anything about myself or talked to me other than asking me to do things/showing me how to do them. And I mean, I don't mind, it's work, not socialising, but I think it's odd that this split is there. And sort of nice in that I pass completely; even my boss and the manager J, who have seen my official documentation, refer to me by my preferred name and pronoun, and the guys call me "dude" and "bro" regularly. So gratifying.
All this dishwashing is killing my hands, though, and all this standing around is wreaking havoc on my feet and legs. Guess I should report back to physical therapy. I have no excuse; I even have the prescription for it with me. I have a bunch of appointments to make, actually, which I keep forgetting to do because I'm not used to it, I guess. Also I am slowly but surely getting my sleep cycle back on track, but this is being horribly interrupted by a terrible return of insomnia which I'd keeping at bay for years by not sleeping at sane hours. Herbal sleeping remedies are doing nothing, but I can't exactly afford to shell out for over-the-counter sleeping pills. I think I may just ask a friend to buy me some more cheap wine, that works sometimes. Would ask for something stronger, but I can't really afford that right now. Not until November rent is paid.
Speaking of November! NaNoWriMo is nigh, and as I'm not at school anymore there is NO WAY IN HELL I am missing it again. I'll probably ask again in an entry that is not a million words long, but is anyone interested in me making a Noveling Filter? You will be subject to all of my pained rants about how my main character is refusing to cooperate and the plot still doesn't exist and I am SO MANY WORDS BEHIND, and maybe occasionally even some story. It will probably be urban fantasy of the "pre-adolescent of some variety discovers magic world in rank alleyway, kicks ass despite obvious limitations" variety, with sphinxes. Though there is a chance that will be only part of it, depending on how much mileage I can get out of this character.
Hopefully this will effectively kill the writer's block I've been suffering since this summer, and I will be able to write when I am not working as I originally planned when I decided to move to Boston, and will actually have something to show for 2010, creatively speaking.
Have to finangle some free time to make it down to NYC again, this time to visit my grandparents, who will be in town. Not sure which days I should be there, which will be a scheduling problem, but hopefully I can work things out with both my manager and grandparents before that week. And also Girlyman will be in town then and I am not sure how all of these things will be accomplished. What I can't do is miss any more work than I have to, because I have bills to pay and oh god when did I become an adult.
Like last night, when closing supervisor said I could probably go home early, we were pretty much done, and I replied "NO. I CANNOT AFFORD TO MISS WORK." Or earlier in the day, when I saw my schedule for next week and asked my manager, "Hey, if you can make it work, could I get more hours next week?" because 27 hours was TOO FEW. Despite the fact that I am SO TIRED from work and would LOVE a lighter workload. But that is impossible. On minimum wage, I can afford to live here if I work an average of 35 hours a week. If I can't consistently make this, I will need to find a second job. Aaaaaaaaaah.
ANYWAY the chances that many people actually read this far are fairly slim, I expect, as you probably said, "Ah, Iambic is having money problems, WHAT ELSE IS NEW" and moved on to more exciting fandom-y things. I could get excited about Earth's Mightiest Heroes, but why make this entry relevant to people's interests? I'll go attempt to plot instead. Happy weekend for those of you who actually have one. Know that I am jealous.
* Letters substitution for actual names, of course
There's a sort of inadvertent grouping by gender going down, too. I don't know if other people notice it. A and B don't get along too well, and most of the guys seem to be assigned under him (except Other J and V) as closers. Whereas the girls are mostly under A. They've been sort of condescending to me, which I didn't notice so much when I was still learning the ropes but found extremely grating today, perhaps because I've gotten used to knowing how to do things. No one female-presenting has asked me anything about myself or talked to me other than asking me to do things/showing me how to do them. And I mean, I don't mind, it's work, not socialising, but I think it's odd that this split is there. And sort of nice in that I pass completely; even my boss and the manager J, who have seen my official documentation, refer to me by my preferred name and pronoun, and the guys call me "dude" and "bro" regularly. So gratifying.
All this dishwashing is killing my hands, though, and all this standing around is wreaking havoc on my feet and legs. Guess I should report back to physical therapy. I have no excuse; I even have the prescription for it with me. I have a bunch of appointments to make, actually, which I keep forgetting to do because I'm not used to it, I guess. Also I am slowly but surely getting my sleep cycle back on track, but this is being horribly interrupted by a terrible return of insomnia which I'd keeping at bay for years by not sleeping at sane hours. Herbal sleeping remedies are doing nothing, but I can't exactly afford to shell out for over-the-counter sleeping pills. I think I may just ask a friend to buy me some more cheap wine, that works sometimes. Would ask for something stronger, but I can't really afford that right now. Not until November rent is paid.
Speaking of November! NaNoWriMo is nigh, and as I'm not at school anymore there is NO WAY IN HELL I am missing it again. I'll probably ask again in an entry that is not a million words long, but is anyone interested in me making a Noveling Filter? You will be subject to all of my pained rants about how my main character is refusing to cooperate and the plot still doesn't exist and I am SO MANY WORDS BEHIND, and maybe occasionally even some story. It will probably be urban fantasy of the "pre-adolescent of some variety discovers magic world in rank alleyway, kicks ass despite obvious limitations" variety, with sphinxes. Though there is a chance that will be only part of it, depending on how much mileage I can get out of this character.
Hopefully this will effectively kill the writer's block I've been suffering since this summer, and I will be able to write when I am not working as I originally planned when I decided to move to Boston, and will actually have something to show for 2010, creatively speaking.
Have to finangle some free time to make it down to NYC again, this time to visit my grandparents, who will be in town. Not sure which days I should be there, which will be a scheduling problem, but hopefully I can work things out with both my manager and grandparents before that week. And also Girlyman will be in town then and I am not sure how all of these things will be accomplished. What I can't do is miss any more work than I have to, because I have bills to pay and oh god when did I become an adult.
Like last night, when closing supervisor said I could probably go home early, we were pretty much done, and I replied "NO. I CANNOT AFFORD TO MISS WORK." Or earlier in the day, when I saw my schedule for next week and asked my manager, "Hey, if you can make it work, could I get more hours next week?" because 27 hours was TOO FEW. Despite the fact that I am SO TIRED from work and would LOVE a lighter workload. But that is impossible. On minimum wage, I can afford to live here if I work an average of 35 hours a week. If I can't consistently make this, I will need to find a second job. Aaaaaaaaaah.
ANYWAY the chances that many people actually read this far are fairly slim, I expect, as you probably said, "Ah, Iambic is having money problems, WHAT ELSE IS NEW" and moved on to more exciting fandom-y things. I could get excited about Earth's Mightiest Heroes, but why make this entry relevant to people's interests? I'll go attempt to plot instead. Happy weekend for those of you who actually have one. Know that I am jealous.
* Letters substitution for actual names, of course