Day 310
This morning I woke up and wrote a "glowing" letter about myself for an instructor to tweak and send off for a scholarship. I also wrote up an essay about what I want to do with the next year of my life. By the time I got to my shitty Post Office job around noon I was super happy with what I had done with my morning. Everyone at work thought I was high. I told them I was riding high on the accomplishments of the morning. They looked a little pissed off that I was actually doing something with my day next time I will tell them it was angel dust.
So since the manager at the Post Office has pretty much given up on working and her I-Ching reading guy told her to quit we are getting a new manager. She started today. When I got to work 3 minutes late I sat down and ate the rest of my sandwich, not taking much notice that she was working the counter for me. She came back to meet me and found that I couldn't shake her hand as I had sandwich all over it. Instead of resenting me for being a slacker she joked around with me and seemed somewhat jovial. She seemed even a little bit lovely until I asked if she was going to get us a raise.
The new manager took the we-have-low-sales route to answering that question. And ended her argument with the fact that if we start upselling we would maybe be able to get a raise. There was a long silence that passed. Later, after the new lady left, there was much talk about quitting and many mockings similar to, "One stamp? Why buy just one little stamp when you could buy 100 stamps!" Do I feel bad that I didn't tell the new manager I would be quitting when she asked? That question has the same answer as will I try to upsell...
There was one spectacular thing that happened at work today. So, the guy that I didn't ask out but wanted to showed up. I reminded him that I had not been invited for his celebratory party. Basically, I suggested the last time that we met that I wanted to be invited to the party he wasn't actually having for having passed a major part of his doctor training. Anyway, he remembered the joke and told me there was no actual party. Then he even suggested that we have our own party. I told him to, "just let me know when you want to." He walked away and I was pretty proud of myself for not getting all giddy ridiculous when I saw him. Well, I was proud until I realized that I had not given him my phone number or told him I am going to be out of town.
After work I hung out with my nerdy friend who is in town for a nerdfest (conference). We went all around town. We ate and walked and repeated. It's amazing we went anywhere at all thought, because he really likes to talk but he cannot eat and talk at the same time. But what really made me giggle was that we met someone in his department on a walk and from that moment forward he referred to that guy as "the nerd."
Tonight I was determined to watch a sitcom and wound up watching the one with the Cyrus family as stars. Turns out Miley can't act and has a freaky voice. The jokes were cheesier than snorting rails of Cheeto powder. At least Billy Ray looked fabulous. What's surprising is that he looked even hotter in an apron. Will I watch it again? Is there an apron scene in every episode?
There are a few things I wonder about like, am the only person who cried watching the spouse swapping show? I wonder if celery is the most hated vegetable. I wonder exactly how many people are reading Twilight right now. I wonder if I could play the pope in a movie. I wonder what Justin Bieber thinks of being mistaken for a lesbian. I wonder what lesbians think of Justin Bieber. I wonder how many pickles have been made in this entire world for all of history combined. And it goes on and on but mostly I wonder how I can get anything done with all this wondering.
Tip of the Day: Celery still sucks.
-Canadian Castaway
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