Thursday, September 9, 2010

Just a ramble

Why is it that every workplace has its drama? I have seen time and again that people can be so deceiving and condescending no matter what gender or how old they are. I really don't know where to begin as SO much crap has happened since I started working full time as a contractor. This just reminds me how it was to work as a cashier at Michaels. Granted, the environment was completely different, but issues still arise and are emotionally draining. I'd have to say that Michaels was more of an issue, although highly exciting...and at times adrenaline arose. How often do you get to see a person try to pay you with an obviously fake $20 bill? How often is it that you get in a heated argument with a customer? How often is it that some customer tries to con you for hundreds of dollars? Nevertheless, it's just good to know that someone is on your side for a change. Somehow I feel that things can still manage to get worse - and may just so...

As of right now I don't feel like listing out all the current problems, but rather focus on the good stuff.

There's really nothing bad about working at "my mom's company", just that some college students like myself are quite deceitful and LAZY, my sub-boss can be inconsiderate, and to top it off - it's BORING. On the other hand, there are a lot of nice people, I don't have strict break times, and I get free drinks. Oh right...I also get paid to sit and do monotonous tasks. Nevertheless, I'll cherish the good times...the rare good times.

On a different note:

I had a dream of my deceased grandmother for the first time in years (a dream of her that I remember). I believe she was standing in front of the microwave in a kitchen - perhaps in her house, and I recall linking my left arm with her right arm. That is pretty much all I can recollect in my mind. The first dream I had of her that I can remember was probably several months after she passed away. We were at an amusement park, and at the end of the day...she just vanished before my eyes. T____T

It was good seeing her again.

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