To the person who enjoyed my last post, I wish to apologize for the late update. The transfer from passive unemployment to a 37,5-hour work week has left my schedule with less room for blogging.
My last post left off after the initial meeting with my employers. At that meeting I had told them I could start right away, which resulted in me showing up the next day for the contract signing and my first day at work. I was shown around the store, given a brief introduction to the weekly schedule, and after watching another employee work the cash register for about two minutes, it was my turn to do the same.
That infernal machine scared the hell out of me at first. I'm used to computers and their keyboards, but this thing is like a gutted Nintendo DS with an inverted QWERTY keyboard painted by Willy Wonka. As I desperately tried to learn the procedure, people lined up in front of me, happily ignorant of the current cashier's tremendous incompetence. I smiled and pretended to know what I was doing. After a while, I actually knew what I was doing.
Well, it could certainly have been worse. I didn't set off the police alarm, I didn't accidentally charge a thousand yuan for a bar of soap, and I didn't even vomit on anyone (although admittedly that is one of the phobias I don't have.) By the end of the day I had most of the basic functions implanted in my brain. Now I can actually enjoy the social aspect of working in a supermarket, even if thoughts of unexpected difficulties always keep lurking about in the darkest corners of my mind. The point is, they don't stop me.
I now feel very much at home in Eddie Izzard's monologue on supermarkets, especially at the 2:55 mark in this clip.
Starting work has shown me how well I adapt once I actually get my foot inside the door. It has made me realize more how little it would have taken me to stay in college, get an education and maybe qualify for a job I actually want. I don't exactly regret how it went; instead I'm rather excited about what I can do to reboot my education some time in the future.
- Mr. Blue
P.S.: Are any of the other Google Chrome users out there experiencing massive, sudden and reoccurring alignment problems in their text boxes?
Currently reading:Treason's Harbour by Patrick O'Brian
My last post left off after the initial meeting with my employers. At that meeting I had told them I could start right away, which resulted in me showing up the next day for the contract signing and my first day at work. I was shown around the store, given a brief introduction to the weekly schedule, and after watching another employee work the cash register for about two minutes, it was my turn to do the same.
That infernal machine scared the hell out of me at first. I'm used to computers and their keyboards, but this thing is like a gutted Nintendo DS with an inverted QWERTY keyboard painted by Willy Wonka. As I desperately tried to learn the procedure, people lined up in front of me, happily ignorant of the current cashier's tremendous incompetence. I smiled and pretended to know what I was doing. After a while, I actually knew what I was doing.
Well, it could certainly have been worse. I didn't set off the police alarm, I didn't accidentally charge a thousand yuan for a bar of soap, and I didn't even vomit on anyone (although admittedly that is one of the phobias I don't have.) By the end of the day I had most of the basic functions implanted in my brain. Now I can actually enjoy the social aspect of working in a supermarket, even if thoughts of unexpected difficulties always keep lurking about in the darkest corners of my mind. The point is, they don't stop me.
I now feel very much at home in Eddie Izzard's monologue on supermarkets, especially at the 2:55 mark in this clip.
Starting work has shown me how well I adapt once I actually get my foot inside the door. It has made me realize more how little it would have taken me to stay in college, get an education and maybe qualify for a job I actually want. I don't exactly regret how it went; instead I'm rather excited about what I can do to reboot my education some time in the future.
- Mr. Blue
P.S.: Are any of the other Google Chrome users out there experiencing massive, sudden and reoccurring alignment problems in their text boxes?
Currently reading:Treason's Harbour by Patrick O'Brian