I'm over it.

I've had an interesting couple of weeks, and I've been a bit frustrated (I'm sure you noticed from an earlier post). I think that graduation (and other circumstances) have had more of an impact on me than I thought it would. I'm better now.

While I'm waiting on a job at Chromatics, which is a photography printing studio, I'm a Quizno's employee. The past three weeks have been interesting.

I'm not a confrontational person. I've never liked confrontation, but for some reason with this job I don't really have a problem speaking my mind. Now, I don't go around complaining all the time, but if my manager or the bossman asks me something that's been going on around the store, I'll let him know what's been happening and how I feel about it. Last Friday, was a very stressful day for me. I think I just woke up in a bad mood because when I got to work I immediately wanted to leave. I think that if anyone said anything remotely upsetting to me I would have gone off on them. Come to think of if, I think I even had some scenarios planned out. And, let me tell you what, you would not have wanted to be the in path of my quick tounge. I'm just glad I got to spare everyone from a severe tounge-lashing by me. It would have been harsh. (I think we all know that I wouldn't have done this, but at the time, thinking about it made me feel better.) Anyway, I told Dave, who hired me, all about last Friday and apparently it affected me more that I thought it did becuase I started to get teary, and if you know me well at all you know that I don't cry in front of people. Anyway, I got it all out and told Dave that I'm not interested in being a manager, especially for the owner who made me so angry last week. The story is actually quite funny now, but at the time I was quite annoyed.

The owner is an eccentric man, a loud, eccentric man. He comes in the store to "help" out which ends up him walking around yelling things over the music and annoying the customers who are just trying to eat in the 39 minute time frame that they have for their lunch break. On Friday, while he was walking around talking to himself and customers, he asked someone if they were looking forward to the Memorial Day weekend. The rest of the conversation went as follows:

"Looking forward to your Memorial Day weekend?", Jim said in an extremely loud voice.

"Sure.", the customer mummbled scared to say anything to make Jim continue talking to him.

"You know what Memorial Day is about don't you? The Civil War! My great-grandfather was killed by a pumpkin ball to the head in the Civil War!", his voice raised above the music as the customers were trying to order.

The customer left without saying anything as Jim continued to talk about pumpkin balls as he paced back and forth behind us. Meanwhile, Chris was trying to figure out what a man was trying to order in front of him. Mind you, the man was missing his front teeth, but it was still hard to hear over the loud music and our eccentric owner yelling PUMPKIN BALLS!

"I'll have them white bottles right there." said the man.

"What?", asked Chris

"PUMPKIN BALLS, I TELL YOU, PUMPKIN BALLS!"

"I'll have the white bottles..."

"I'm sorry I can't hear....WOULD YOU PLEASE BE QUIET!?!? I CAN'T EVEN HEAR THE CUSTOMER ORDER!",

Chris had snapped. It was fantastic. We finally figured out that he wanted, black olives, but he called them white bottles. Which according to him, they were one in the same.

Anyway, this job has motivated me to get my resume together so that I can get out of there as soon as possible. It's not as terrible as I make it out to be, but it's not really what I want to be doing. Making sandwiches is not my forte. No, let me rephase that...I don't want sandwich-making to be my forte. I'm not sure if I've found my forte yet, but I can check this one off the list. That's it about the new job.

As for the other frustrations, I'm fine for now. I won't go into detail, there's no need.

'THE PUMPKIN BALLS!! THE PUMPKIN BALLS!!'