Well would you look at that, it worked. Speaking of work, I think I'll call it a day after I finish scanning this stack of papers here. Hopefully I don't finish too quickly; I am trying to make money here, you know. :p
I have Zero Wing Rhapsody stuck in my head. I'd post a link to the YouTube video, but it's blocked, so I can't locate it. Therefore, I will now sing. *ahem* "It's you, it's you, it's you it's you, it's you/ How are you, gentlemen? All your base are belong to us/ You are on the way to deeee-structi-on!/ What you say?/ All your base/ What you say?/ All your base, your base are belong to us/ What you saaaaaaaaay?" Ok, that's enough. =P
Working two jobs is a bit taxing, but somehow satisfying. Granted, the job I'm currently at is more or less a "come in when you can" thing, but still, I feel very productive. If you're wondering, I'm working at the local School Board Office, scanning documents and shredding old files. Mundane office tasks, to be sure, but I'm always busy, so it makes the time pass quickly. That, and I have my DS when I have I task I can do sort of one-handed. (What can I say, I'm a talented little sonofagun.)
My other job is at Wal-Mart, where I'm a people greeter. I used to be a cashier at another Wal-Mart, but various circumstances prevented me from keeping that job. It's a long and at some points embarassing story (embarassing as in I feel stupid for letting it happen), so I'll just leave that alone for now. At any rate, I mostly enjoy being a people greeter. It's incredibly boring when I'm by myself, but when I'm with the other greeters, we have fun. One of the greeters is Mr. Truman, and I've started calling him "Rooster" because he always wears his Vietnam Veteran hat. Don't get the reference? It's an Alice in Chains song; look up the lyrics. Just be forewarned: the video is not for the faint of heart...or the weak of stomach.
I did something pretty funny the other day at work. I don't have a userID to log into the scanners, so when people come in with things to return, I just give them a smiley face sticker. The people at the Customer Service Desk don't like having to pull off a dozen smilies, so when the customers come in, I take one smiley and write down the number of things they have to return on the smiley, then I send them on their way. Also, if it's something that's in a box or hard plastic packaging, I can't place the sticker flat on the surface. It makes it harder to pull off, so I stick it sorta halfway on along the side or corner. But anyway.
Also I'm right-handed. Without knowing this detail, my story is not funny. For the record, my handwriting is terrible either way, but for what it's worth, I'm accustomed to writing with my right hand.
Anyway, so a customer came in one night with one thing to return. I reached for a smiley with my right hand, and reached into my back pocket for my pen with my left hand. Somehow when I transfered the sticker and pen to opposite hands, I ended up holding the pen upside-down in my fist. I proceeded to try and write the number "1" on the smiley. Not surprisingly, it was difficult to write with my hand upside-down.
So what was my astoundingly intelligent solution? I switched the pen to my left hand and tried to write like that.
Yes, I am a genius, thank you.
At the time, I couldn't figure out what I was doing wrong. I just gave up and sent the guy on his way with a very squiggly "1" on his smiley sticker. After I realized what I had done, I said, "You know what, next time I'll try writing with my FOOT and see if I get better results." =P
Well, I'm about done here. I need to finish filling out my time sheet, and then it's back home to change clothes and leave for Wal-Mart for the 4-11 shift. I get paid by Wal-Mart on the 7th, then I get paid from here on the 11th. Two paychecks, ka-ching. ;)
~The Coconutter~
Monday, August 4, 2008
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