I went home this weekend, since my parents had just gotten back from their vacation, and I needed to do laundry, and I happened to have a whole weekend off for once. Amazing, I know. On Saturday, Mom and I went in to town, she got a pedicure, and I got my hair cut. On Sunday, Ashley, Mom, and I went to the movies to see Madagascar, which was really cute. There were tons of little kids in the theatre, but instead of screaming during any slightly scary parts, they just giggled a lot and repeated whatever was said in the movie, so it wasn't too bad. Ashley and I were still the best behaved kids in the theatre, Mom can proudly boast.
Also, the entire weekend, I had to sit and endure more "Wal*Mart this. Wal*Mart that. Wal*Mart's way better than Kmart, I don't think other stores should be allowed to put "Super" in their names, even if they are a Super Center, Wal*Mart did it first, and it sounds stupid for all the other ones." I finally told her to get off her soap box about Wal*Mart because I was sick of hearing about it, and she kept trying to argue with me until Mom and Dad had to yell at us from the other room to shut the hell up or they were kicking us out of the house. Can't say I blame them, really.
They're cutting hours at work for the month of July, so my work schedule this week sucks in the sense that my paycheck is going to be low, but is also sorta cool in the sense that I don't have to be to work as early, don't have to be there as long as usual, and I get some more days off than normal to relax and not be stressed out. We'll see if the relaxation is worth the slack paycheck.
But on Thursday and Friday, I'm going to start looking for another job, yet again. I was planning to do it soley on Friday, but Aaron somehow got that day off, too, so he'll probably just tag along with me and give me some ideas. I talked to his friend last night, who's a bartender where Aaron works, and he was giving me some ideas of places and things to work in Deadwood. Even though I'd have to pay $100 for a support/gaming license in order to deal cards or work in the cash cage or be a slot tech, or anything, really, a lot of places will reimburse you for that money, so that's not half bad, really. I just need to work on filling out the application to get my support license. I got it over a month ago and haven't touched it.
Anyway, that's about it for the last couple of days with me...nothing too exciting. Although I did finish the 5th Harry Potter book and am patiently awaiting the 6th one to come out next month. I think I'm going to pre-order it on Amazon.com, now that I'm thinking about it.
Monday, June 27, 2005
Thursday, June 23, 2005
hike
One of Aaron's old roommates is in town for a while, and last Wednesday night, she suggested that we go out hiking sometime in the coming week before she had to leave. We decided on Wednesday or Thursday, as Aaron and I both had them off. It's a good thing we didn't go yesterday because it was so incredibly hot outside, and such a beautiful day for it today.
Although I warned Aaron that I'm terribly out of shape, he seemed to think I'd do just fine, which, for the most part, I did, until I started getting some weird shooting pains on the inside of my knee, which were only weird because they did not feel like normal shooting pains that I usually get, but something to do with tendons or ligaments. There wasn't much further to go, but I decided I didn't want to finish the trek, and Aaron stayed with me and Darcy, his roommate, finished the hike and came back down to meet us where we'd stopped.
The way down was much better, because going uphill was just terrible for me. I haven't worked out in forever, and that one time last Wednesday doesn't count. Had to come home, eat, shower, 'cause I was covered in sunscreen, sweat and dirt, and take a nap before I could fully recover from the hike up Crow Peak. I'm going to hurt so bad in the morning.
Although I warned Aaron that I'm terribly out of shape, he seemed to think I'd do just fine, which, for the most part, I did, until I started getting some weird shooting pains on the inside of my knee, which were only weird because they did not feel like normal shooting pains that I usually get, but something to do with tendons or ligaments. There wasn't much further to go, but I decided I didn't want to finish the trek, and Aaron stayed with me and Darcy, his roommate, finished the hike and came back down to meet us where we'd stopped.
The way down was much better, because going uphill was just terrible for me. I haven't worked out in forever, and that one time last Wednesday doesn't count. Had to come home, eat, shower, 'cause I was covered in sunscreen, sweat and dirt, and take a nap before I could fully recover from the hike up Crow Peak. I'm going to hurt so bad in the morning.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
i can't get no satisfaction
Remember when I posted about getting a nine year subscription to Rolling Stone magazine because they'd screwed up my back-orders request, sent me duplicates, and reimbursed me for that mistake by tacking on 4 more years to my current subscription?
Well, on Thursday, I decided that I was finally going to call them and cancel my subscription, as I never read it anymore, and it's just costing me money that I want back. So, looking at my newest issue of Rolling Stone, I found the main offices number, located in New York, New York. Long distance, no big deal, I have free long distance. They immediately direct me to the toll-free number to call, so I hang up and call the new number.
The toll-free number tells me that they are only in charge of making sure that I get my magazine, and that I am actually set up through two different agencies to recieve this magazine. Weird. They give me two more toll-free numbers to call. The second number quickly sends me to their billing number, which I call instead of having them redirect me, so in case I got disconnected, I could just call them back. So now I am on phone call number four, and still have no information. Also, there's screaming kids in the background of the billing number that I called. Running a daycare? They tell me that my subscription was only for a year's worth of magazines, and that it had ended June of 2004. Hmm.
I call the other number that Rolling Stone gave me, and they informed me that my subscription through them had started in June of last year, and was a four-year long deal, but since it had just passed the one year mark, I couldn't get my money back. And they also told me I had a subscription to Spin magazine, as well. What the crap?
So I called back Rolling Stone. They told me that I was actually set up through THREE agencies, but that they only had the information for two of them, 'cause the third one was so old. So that wasn't a big deal, I guess. But they also told me that my subscription to the first agency they gave me hadn't actually started yet, and that it was a four year subscription, due to start when my current one ended, the current one being held through the second agency who's number they'd given me.
Confused yet? Yeah, me too.
So I call the first agency back, and they claim that my subscription has already ended, and that it started back in 2003, and ended in 2004. Arg. Basically, they filed a complaint for me, and I wasn't to expect to hear back from them until sometime next week. Yesterday, while my phone was missing, I got a call from them, asking me to call them back, but by the time I got the message, it was today, Saturday afternoon, and their offices were closed. So now I have to wait until Monday to call them.
Jeeez. Who would have though canceling a subscription and getting your freakin' money back would be so hard?!
Well, on Thursday, I decided that I was finally going to call them and cancel my subscription, as I never read it anymore, and it's just costing me money that I want back. So, looking at my newest issue of Rolling Stone, I found the main offices number, located in New York, New York. Long distance, no big deal, I have free long distance. They immediately direct me to the toll-free number to call, so I hang up and call the new number.
The toll-free number tells me that they are only in charge of making sure that I get my magazine, and that I am actually set up through two different agencies to recieve this magazine. Weird. They give me two more toll-free numbers to call. The second number quickly sends me to their billing number, which I call instead of having them redirect me, so in case I got disconnected, I could just call them back. So now I am on phone call number four, and still have no information. Also, there's screaming kids in the background of the billing number that I called. Running a daycare? They tell me that my subscription was only for a year's worth of magazines, and that it had ended June of 2004. Hmm.
I call the other number that Rolling Stone gave me, and they informed me that my subscription through them had started in June of last year, and was a four-year long deal, but since it had just passed the one year mark, I couldn't get my money back. And they also told me I had a subscription to Spin magazine, as well. What the crap?
So I called back Rolling Stone. They told me that I was actually set up through THREE agencies, but that they only had the information for two of them, 'cause the third one was so old. So that wasn't a big deal, I guess. But they also told me that my subscription to the first agency they gave me hadn't actually started yet, and that it was a four year subscription, due to start when my current one ended, the current one being held through the second agency who's number they'd given me.
Confused yet? Yeah, me too.
So I call the first agency back, and they claim that my subscription has already ended, and that it started back in 2003, and ended in 2004. Arg. Basically, they filed a complaint for me, and I wasn't to expect to hear back from them until sometime next week. Yesterday, while my phone was missing, I got a call from them, asking me to call them back, but by the time I got the message, it was today, Saturday afternoon, and their offices were closed. So now I have to wait until Monday to call them.
Jeeez. Who would have though canceling a subscription and getting your freakin' money back would be so hard?!
Friday, June 17, 2005
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
let's get physical
Aaron and I have been saying for weeks now that we're going to start working out this summer, so that we can quit being blobs. The thing is, we've just been saying it, and haven't actually done anything about it.
So today at lunch, we planned our next few days: Work out tomorrow morning, Thursday morning, take off Friday 'cause I have to work at 8am anyway, and get back on the horse on Saturday, and probably do something a little different on Sunday, to get away from the gym. Go for a walk or a hike or something.
I'm excited that we're finally starting something, 'cause I've been wanting to lose my gut for a while now, and have been thinking of buying that silly AbLounge 2 thing that is advertised on TV, 'cause we have a crapload of them at work for sale . . . too bad I'm broke as crap still.
Aaron bought a PSP, and a game with it that's kinda like Tetris, but not quite. It's a block/puzzle game, and I was addicted the second I set eyes on it. I told him last night when he brought it over that he was going to have to pry it from my cold, dead hands if he ever wanted it back. Tee hee hee.
So today at lunch, we planned our next few days: Work out tomorrow morning, Thursday morning, take off Friday 'cause I have to work at 8am anyway, and get back on the horse on Saturday, and probably do something a little different on Sunday, to get away from the gym. Go for a walk or a hike or something.
I'm excited that we're finally starting something, 'cause I've been wanting to lose my gut for a while now, and have been thinking of buying that silly AbLounge 2 thing that is advertised on TV, 'cause we have a crapload of them at work for sale . . . too bad I'm broke as crap still.
Aaron bought a PSP, and a game with it that's kinda like Tetris, but not quite. It's a block/puzzle game, and I was addicted the second I set eyes on it. I told him last night when he brought it over that he was going to have to pry it from my cold, dead hands if he ever wanted it back. Tee hee hee.
Monday, June 13, 2005
close encounters of the WEIRD kind
While cashiering today at Kmart, I ran into a rather peculiar woman. Apparently she is in the store very frequently, but this is the first time she has ever graced me with her presence, although I had heard of her previously. The unusual conversation started off something like this:
Crazy Lady: Does working at this place ever give you headaches?
Me: Yeah, quite a lot.
Me thinking: The people in this place give me a headache
CL: Well, you know why that is, don't you?
M: No, not really
M: Mostly because customers around here are morons and rude to me all day . . .
CL: It's because of the electronics in the air; your body is made of water and electricity, and the government is controlling the masses with the electricity, to turn them into mindless zombies. That's why I wear this hat *points to blue straw hat on her head*
M: Oh really? That's really interesting. How do they do that?
She then goes on to tell me that the government is really controlled by aliens and the UFOs in outerspace. She says the aliens are the reason that the United States is a government superpower, because the aliens are trying to rule the world through us. She also said that the UFOs and aliens are the reason that Bush was elected president (that might explain it . . . ) and she even went on to claim that Jesus Christ is evil. Because the light and electricity that flows through the air is evil and controlled by the government, and in the Bible, Jesus Christ is the one who fills us with light, therefore making him evil.
Now, I'm not a highly religious person, and anyone could tell you that, but jeez. That's going way out of line, don't you think?
At this point, I'm hoping that it stays slow and I don't get any more customers in my line, because this is pure entertainment, and the checkers around me are snickering in the background, and I'm trying hard to keep a straight face and to look interested in what she has to say. I don't want to look too skeptical, or she might stop talking. She claims to have much literature on this (National Enquirer?) and that it is very true. She says that the UFOs hover over her house all the time, that there are beams of light shining over her house, sometimes as strong as search lights, shining into her window. The reason for the aliens buzzing over her house all the time? She's onto them. She knows their secret, and they want her to stop telling people. Hmm. I wonder if I'm going to get any hoving lights over my apartment now that I'm clued in to what the government and UFOs are doing to us.
She states that the aliens watch bloodlines of humans very closely, because they are reptilian, and they are interbreeding with humans; that's what's happening when they abduct a human - they are breeding with them and making a super-race to command the whole world with. It will happen very soon, she says, just you wait.
And wouldn't you know, just as it was getting good, someone came up behind her and started putting stuff down on the counter. Damnit. We all had a good chuckle today because of this, and maybe I'll run into her again. One can only hope.
Crazy Lady: Does working at this place ever give you headaches?
Me: Yeah, quite a lot.
Me thinking: The people in this place give me a headache
CL: Well, you know why that is, don't you?
M: No, not really
M: Mostly because customers around here are morons and rude to me all day . . .
CL: It's because of the electronics in the air; your body is made of water and electricity, and the government is controlling the masses with the electricity, to turn them into mindless zombies. That's why I wear this hat *points to blue straw hat on her head*
M: Oh really? That's really interesting. How do they do that?
She then goes on to tell me that the government is really controlled by aliens and the UFOs in outerspace. She says the aliens are the reason that the United States is a government superpower, because the aliens are trying to rule the world through us. She also said that the UFOs and aliens are the reason that Bush was elected president (that might explain it . . . ) and she even went on to claim that Jesus Christ is evil. Because the light and electricity that flows through the air is evil and controlled by the government, and in the Bible, Jesus Christ is the one who fills us with light, therefore making him evil.
Now, I'm not a highly religious person, and anyone could tell you that, but jeez. That's going way out of line, don't you think?
At this point, I'm hoping that it stays slow and I don't get any more customers in my line, because this is pure entertainment, and the checkers around me are snickering in the background, and I'm trying hard to keep a straight face and to look interested in what she has to say. I don't want to look too skeptical, or she might stop talking. She claims to have much literature on this (National Enquirer?) and that it is very true. She says that the UFOs hover over her house all the time, that there are beams of light shining over her house, sometimes as strong as search lights, shining into her window. The reason for the aliens buzzing over her house all the time? She's onto them. She knows their secret, and they want her to stop telling people. Hmm. I wonder if I'm going to get any hoving lights over my apartment now that I'm clued in to what the government and UFOs are doing to us.
She states that the aliens watch bloodlines of humans very closely, because they are reptilian, and they are interbreeding with humans; that's what's happening when they abduct a human - they are breeding with them and making a super-race to command the whole world with. It will happen very soon, she says, just you wait.
And wouldn't you know, just as it was getting good, someone came up behind her and started putting stuff down on the counter. Damnit. We all had a good chuckle today because of this, and maybe I'll run into her again. One can only hope.
Saturday, June 11, 2005
i could really go for a pepsi right now...
Hmm. I've got a craving for ice cold Pepsi from the can right now. But I haven't actually bought any Pepsi from the can in over a month (go me!), so I've got a dilema. It's not as good in the bottle as it is in the can, either. *Sigh*
I got something in the mail from the clinic from when I visited in March of this year; a bill for over two hundred dollars. Sent to my old address, returned to the postmaster, with a note on the envelope that says "Does not live here anymore," and then sent back to me at my correct address. At the time it was originally sent to me, I had 15 days to send them a payment or make arrangements with their office. Well, that was at the end of May, and I now have 4 days to figure something out. It was supposed to be billed to my parents' insurance, because I am still on it, but apparently it didn't make it to the insurance company. Bastards. My parents are gone for two weeks on a west coast vacation, and I don't have their insurance information. Freakin' great. Guess I'll have to call them on Monday and see what's up.
On a good note, a man came in the store late tonight, wanting to know if we had a photo processing place, and I told him he could get film developed in three to five days, or we had a Kodak Picture Maker machine, if he had a digital camera. He did, and I gave him instructions, from behind the front desk on how to use the machine, and to only choose the option "One 4x6" instead of "Three 4x6s" because printing off three four by sixes on an 8x10" sheet would cost him $4.99, whereas printing off one 4x6" picture on a 4x6" sheet would only cost $.39, or about $1.20 for three.
I wasn't sure if this made sense to him, because a few minutes later he was back. Sometimes when something makes sense to me because I know the equipment well, doesn't always mean it's going to make sense to the person I'm explaining it to. I thought maybe the adaptor didn't work properly or something for his camera chip, but it turns out he just needed the password to make it print. Since I couldn't leave the front desk area, I called Levi over to help him, and when the man came back from getting the picture printed off, he thanked me and said that my instructions were very good and he understood them quite well. He also wondered if there was anything he could fill out to give me a good recommendation! Man, I so rock at that Picture Maker thingie. I let him talk to the manager on duty tonight, and now my name will be put in for the drawing of Employee of the Month! w00t!
I got something in the mail from the clinic from when I visited in March of this year; a bill for over two hundred dollars. Sent to my old address, returned to the postmaster, with a note on the envelope that says "Does not live here anymore," and then sent back to me at my correct address. At the time it was originally sent to me, I had 15 days to send them a payment or make arrangements with their office. Well, that was at the end of May, and I now have 4 days to figure something out. It was supposed to be billed to my parents' insurance, because I am still on it, but apparently it didn't make it to the insurance company. Bastards. My parents are gone for two weeks on a west coast vacation, and I don't have their insurance information. Freakin' great. Guess I'll have to call them on Monday and see what's up.
On a good note, a man came in the store late tonight, wanting to know if we had a photo processing place, and I told him he could get film developed in three to five days, or we had a Kodak Picture Maker machine, if he had a digital camera. He did, and I gave him instructions, from behind the front desk on how to use the machine, and to only choose the option "One 4x6" instead of "Three 4x6s" because printing off three four by sixes on an 8x10" sheet would cost him $4.99, whereas printing off one 4x6" picture on a 4x6" sheet would only cost $.39, or about $1.20 for three.
I wasn't sure if this made sense to him, because a few minutes later he was back. Sometimes when something makes sense to me because I know the equipment well, doesn't always mean it's going to make sense to the person I'm explaining it to. I thought maybe the adaptor didn't work properly or something for his camera chip, but it turns out he just needed the password to make it print. Since I couldn't leave the front desk area, I called Levi over to help him, and when the man came back from getting the picture printed off, he thanked me and said that my instructions were very good and he understood them quite well. He also wondered if there was anything he could fill out to give me a good recommendation! Man, I so rock at that Picture Maker thingie. I let him talk to the manager on duty tonight, and now my name will be put in for the drawing of Employee of the Month! w00t!
Friday, June 10, 2005
life, the universe, and everything
Well, it's been a really boring last couple of days, mostly spent closing the store at work. I spent 8 of my last 9 days at work. Yuck. I'm starting to get to my "I really hate Kmart" phase again, which happens about every three months.
I'm still broke as hell, and I have another week and a half before I get paid again, so hopefully this next paycheck is huge, or I'm gonna be in trouble.
Aaron and I are trying to plan a trip down to Denver in July for a friend of his wedding, seeing how much time we should take off for that.
Jill and a bunch of other people are going down to Deadwood tonight to eat at one of the casino's buffets, but after breakfast with Aaron, I decided not to risk eating there, because he was telling me all kinds of stories about their health inspection and things they do to their chicken. Scary.
Anyway, that's a short update of what's been going on around here, which really isn't a lot. It's funny, 'cause when I was in school, I would find any excuse to hop on my computer, post a blog entry, talk to my online friends, and all that good stuff, just to get out of having to do homework right away, but now, I dunno...I've started reading books for fun, doing a lot more stuff with Aaron, so we're always together and I'm rarely at my computer anymore, hence the lack of updates.
I'm still broke as hell, and I have another week and a half before I get paid again, so hopefully this next paycheck is huge, or I'm gonna be in trouble.
Aaron and I are trying to plan a trip down to Denver in July for a friend of his wedding, seeing how much time we should take off for that.
Jill and a bunch of other people are going down to Deadwood tonight to eat at one of the casino's buffets, but after breakfast with Aaron, I decided not to risk eating there, because he was telling me all kinds of stories about their health inspection and things they do to their chicken. Scary.
Anyway, that's a short update of what's been going on around here, which really isn't a lot. It's funny, 'cause when I was in school, I would find any excuse to hop on my computer, post a blog entry, talk to my online friends, and all that good stuff, just to get out of having to do homework right away, but now, I dunno...I've started reading books for fun, doing a lot more stuff with Aaron, so we're always together and I'm rarely at my computer anymore, hence the lack of updates.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
thin wallet
Shit. Piss. Damnit. Even after I got my paycheck today, I'm still in the hole. I hope I'm adding or subtracting, or just plain doing my math wrong, 'cause this sucks. I'll have to call up Mom tomorrow and see where my checking account stands.
I had to buy a fan for my room 'cause by the time I wake up in the morning, it's 90* in there and I'm sweating to death, and we live halfway under ground! Also, 'cause I blocked my window off with a thick blanket, it stays really, really dark in my bedroom, and I always end up sleeping in until about noon or so, so I'm going to have to do something about that, too. Maybe I'll buy some darker curtains than what I currently have, but not as thick as the blanket (obviously) that is covering the window now.
Anyway, that's about all I have to say right now, I'm pooped. Time for some sleepies. G'night.
I had to buy a fan for my room 'cause by the time I wake up in the morning, it's 90* in there and I'm sweating to death, and we live halfway under ground! Also, 'cause I blocked my window off with a thick blanket, it stays really, really dark in my bedroom, and I always end up sleeping in until about noon or so, so I'm going to have to do something about that, too. Maybe I'll buy some darker curtains than what I currently have, but not as thick as the blanket (obviously) that is covering the window now.
Anyway, that's about all I have to say right now, I'm pooped. Time for some sleepies. G'night.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Kmart Sucks
Charlie Babbit was right; Kmart sucks. It has absolutely the worst management of a place I have ever worked. We don't have enough people to work there, and the employees are stretched so thinly across the schedule that if one of them doesn't show up, chaos ensues.
For the last three nights, Will had been the only cashier during the last 4 hours that the store was open. Which is rather stressful for both of us, as he has a buttload of customers going through his one line, and I try to help take care of them, and other customers who are needing refunds and exchanges, and all that other good stuff. But tonight, Will left at 9pm, and we were open until 10pm. So I had to man the front of the store all by myself for an hour. Fortunately for me, but not for Kmart, we were really slow.
Anyway, it's just been stressful. One of our employees quit-slashed-walked out on us today, one was gone because his wife had a baby last night, one called in sick today, and the other just hasn't shown up to work for the last three days. Arg. I don't have to deal with that crap tomorrow however, because I'm not the closing supervisor! Woo hoo!
For the last three nights, Will had been the only cashier during the last 4 hours that the store was open. Which is rather stressful for both of us, as he has a buttload of customers going through his one line, and I try to help take care of them, and other customers who are needing refunds and exchanges, and all that other good stuff. But tonight, Will left at 9pm, and we were open until 10pm. So I had to man the front of the store all by myself for an hour. Fortunately for me, but not for Kmart, we were really slow.
Anyway, it's just been stressful. One of our employees quit-slashed-walked out on us today, one was gone because his wife had a baby last night, one called in sick today, and the other just hasn't shown up to work for the last three days. Arg. I don't have to deal with that crap tomorrow however, because I'm not the closing supervisor! Woo hoo!
Saturday, June 04, 2005
stuff.
The last few days have been busy and full of work. I found out on Wednesday that I worked the next six days in a row, with one day for a break, then another two days before I get another day off. Growl.
Went to Cadilac Jack's a couple of times the last few days, and won a total of $40 at blackjack and some video slot game at the bar, so that was fun. Made up for the money I lost in Mississippi, for sure.
I'm worn out, for sure, and I still have four days of work left to go. Hope I can do it, but hopefully this next paycheck is going to be big. Hopefully. But with being gone for a week, I doubt it will be; it'll be just enough to get by, as usual.
Um, I'm not really exciting, but that's because I'm pooped and stuff. My dentist appointment went well, no cavities, yay! And I don't have periodontal disease, or whatever it's called...something to do with gingevitis. I'm pretty sure I'm spelling all of these dental words wrong, but I just don't really care right now.
Went to Cadilac Jack's a couple of times the last few days, and won a total of $40 at blackjack and some video slot game at the bar, so that was fun. Made up for the money I lost in Mississippi, for sure.
I'm worn out, for sure, and I still have four days of work left to go. Hope I can do it, but hopefully this next paycheck is going to be big. Hopefully. But with being gone for a week, I doubt it will be; it'll be just enough to get by, as usual.
Um, I'm not really exciting, but that's because I'm pooped and stuff. My dentist appointment went well, no cavities, yay! And I don't have periodontal disease, or whatever it's called...something to do with gingevitis. I'm pretty sure I'm spelling all of these dental words wrong, but I just don't really care right now.
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