So beautiful, chauvenistic, and vain. I say, "I call it true love," but you call me insane.
Has it really been that long? I guess so. For a while life was just one big string of work weeks, nothing to report. Which... yuck. But I suppose an entry is really overdue.
Hokay, so...
Let's start with work. Work has been going... surprisingly well. Ever since I got a ridiculously stupid write-up that I don't even want to get into, things got pretty stable. We've gotten a lot of new guys, one of them is already suspended (and no one I've asked knows why, not even Sidney or Sean) and there are already two I dislike for entirely different reasons. Matt because he's a jackass and acts like he's been here since the casino opened and deserves to be treated as such, instead of being a new guy. And he's not shy about opening his mouth to complain over just about anything. Then there's John. John's not a bad guy, he just doesn't belong on graveyard. He seems to have no sense of humor, always giving me blank stares. He'd fit right in on dayshift. My main reason for saying this is because to liven things up I usually change the screensaver on the computer at the 101 booth to a funny quote or something just to maybe make people laugh a little, or at least roll their eyes. I did that when I was giving him a break, I believe I changed it to "If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?" I pointed it out to him, to which he gave me the blank stare and said it was "immature." He had changed it next time I went by to "HARD ROCK" Which, jesus, if you didn't like the quote come up with something better at least... ANYWAY!
Well I said it had been going well, then launched into a rant about new guys. I should note there are a couple of other new guys I like just fine. And just a few days ago there was a pretty big fight. I ended up leaving a very important post (oops) to go help out. I've retold the story a few times and at this point I start feeling uncomfortable re-telling it, because I really don't like harping on myself. But the short version is I got in there and did what I had to do. Which, it turns out, was a big surprise to people. And I've been informed everyone has been talking about it. I've been told I've "earned my stripes" and that I was "instrumental in breaking the fight up." Basically, I think, no one thought I had it in me to put myself in harm's way. But that's just because I've never gotten the chance until that night. A little over a month ago there had almost been a fight, and I had come off my break with a couple other people and rushed the scene. Both of them had been similarly surprised and impressed I had come along, though no fight actually broke out. But they actually are both gone now (one left, one fired) so it was still a big shock to everyone else.
Heh, tonight there was a call about a domestic, but I hadn't actually heard it. I just heard something was happening in front of the cafe and saw Isaac start to take off. So, naturally, I got up to go too. I stuffed the last of my pizza in my mouth because I'm a glutonous person and we ran to the scene. Turned out to be nothing worth running for. But afterward Isaac commented that he was surprised at how fast I was, and said, "I'm starting to enjoy working with your ass." I didn't have the heart to tell him I was just keeping pace with him.
Now, I would like a raise, prz.
A certain someone accused me of talking about a certain subject overly much in my journal, and since talking about them falls UNDER that certain subject they shall not be mentioned. So there. I really, really like her though. Hmph.
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I'm still not entirely sure where I'm going with my life. But my -right now- isn't too bad. Just as long as I know I can break away from it when I need to. Security guard is not exactly my calling in life. But there are worse ways to pay teh billz. I'm feeling a lot more patient than when I first got here, so I'd say I've definitely grown up abit, at least in certain ways. Yay, me!
Hokay, so...
Let's start with work. Work has been going... surprisingly well. Ever since I got a ridiculously stupid write-up that I don't even want to get into, things got pretty stable. We've gotten a lot of new guys, one of them is already suspended (and no one I've asked knows why, not even Sidney or Sean) and there are already two I dislike for entirely different reasons. Matt because he's a jackass and acts like he's been here since the casino opened and deserves to be treated as such, instead of being a new guy. And he's not shy about opening his mouth to complain over just about anything. Then there's John. John's not a bad guy, he just doesn't belong on graveyard. He seems to have no sense of humor, always giving me blank stares. He'd fit right in on dayshift. My main reason for saying this is because to liven things up I usually change the screensaver on the computer at the 101 booth to a funny quote or something just to maybe make people laugh a little, or at least roll their eyes. I did that when I was giving him a break, I believe I changed it to "If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?" I pointed it out to him, to which he gave me the blank stare and said it was "immature." He had changed it next time I went by to "HARD ROCK" Which, jesus, if you didn't like the quote come up with something better at least... ANYWAY!
Well I said it had been going well, then launched into a rant about new guys. I should note there are a couple of other new guys I like just fine. And just a few days ago there was a pretty big fight. I ended up leaving a very important post (oops) to go help out. I've retold the story a few times and at this point I start feeling uncomfortable re-telling it, because I really don't like harping on myself. But the short version is I got in there and did what I had to do. Which, it turns out, was a big surprise to people. And I've been informed everyone has been talking about it. I've been told I've "earned my stripes" and that I was "instrumental in breaking the fight up." Basically, I think, no one thought I had it in me to put myself in harm's way. But that's just because I've never gotten the chance until that night. A little over a month ago there had almost been a fight, and I had come off my break with a couple other people and rushed the scene. Both of them had been similarly surprised and impressed I had come along, though no fight actually broke out. But they actually are both gone now (one left, one fired) so it was still a big shock to everyone else.
Heh, tonight there was a call about a domestic, but I hadn't actually heard it. I just heard something was happening in front of the cafe and saw Isaac start to take off. So, naturally, I got up to go too. I stuffed the last of my pizza in my mouth because I'm a glutonous person and we ran to the scene. Turned out to be nothing worth running for. But afterward Isaac commented that he was surprised at how fast I was, and said, "I'm starting to enjoy working with your ass." I didn't have the heart to tell him I was just keeping pace with him.
Now, I would like a raise, prz.
A certain someone accused me of talking about a certain subject overly much in my journal, and since talking about them falls UNDER that certain subject they shall not be mentioned. So there. I really, really like her though. Hmph.
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I'm still not entirely sure where I'm going with my life. But my -right now- isn't too bad. Just as long as I know I can break away from it when I need to. Security guard is not exactly my calling in life. But there are worse ways to pay teh billz. I'm feeling a lot more patient than when I first got here, so I'd say I've definitely grown up abit, at least in certain ways. Yay, me!