Snow Day No.8

I don't think it is ever going to stop snowing here. Which to be honest I am perfectly okay with.

I apologize for my lack of everything these days. I feel more tired, stressed, aloof and disconnected then I usually am. Work is not helping. Lack of money is not helping. And to be honest this snow, though it is beautiful and fluffy and cold is not helping. It is just making me more sleepy.

And for the past week or so I've had a headache that I cannot shake. It's a mix because a migraine and the Lisa Turtle twitch. Remember the episode where Lisa develops an eye twitch every time Screech is in her presence. Substitute my job for Screech and you can imagine what I look like at work, especially around the presence of....well everyone.

You'd think with the amount of bad weather we get here people would find ways to amuse themselves inside the comfort of their own home. Not here. On terrible, snow heavy days people head to the bookstore as if it is summer. Adults, kids and dreaded teens crowd the store just to hang out and leave a mess. I can't help but feel like a part of my job description is 'in store maid' and 'stank eye giver'.

And while the customers are driving me bat shit crazy, my employees are too. Not only did Blue say that I wasn't a 'typical girl' last week but he mistook me for a boy the other day. A boy! I had to open on Sunday and I was doing my usual 'before Le Sad Store' is open tasks. I headed to the break room to retrieve my ID when I crashed into Blue leaving the break room. We both did a weird shriek thing. I yelled 'gosh blue' he yelled 'gosh robert'.

We had a seasonal employee named robert. Blue called me robert. WTF.

"Robert?"
"i mean...beckett"
"did you just call me robert"
'I meant beckett"
'you just confused me for a dude"
"I'm sorry, I'll work on not confusing you with one anymore"

Blue is becoming a blip on my crush meter which is pretty sad because he is a boy who possesses all the goods to be crush worthy except for the speaking part.


And it didn't help that I had an awful headache on Sunday (the same shift where he mistook me for a boy) but I tried to put the whole 'blue calling me a dudes name' thing behind me because I am trying not to let things like that get to me like they use to. I was still in a mood though because I hate working weekends. I despise it.

Despite having two days off during the week, having a day off during the weekend is just....different. There is something about waking up on a Saturday or Sunday that feels so relaxing. During the week I am writing or applying to jobs or avoiding calls from student loan representatives. The weekend is another story. I adore waking up on Saturday and Sunday with no plans outside of my own. There is no job applying on the weekends. No cursing out Student Loan people. Just me and maybe a lifetime movie marathon and food.

Working on the weekends reminds me of the reality of my situation here. Of the instability and lack of routine. During the opening/closing meetings now the managers kept telling that hours that will get slashed this month. Which to be honest I expected. I was hoping though that if hours are going to get slashed I would at least have a weekend to myself one of these days. I have three days off next week none of which is Saturday or Sunday.

So when I have to work the weekends, I spend most of it scorning the people who venture out to do things. I would spend my weekends at home, in bed, curled up with a book. But on Sunday there were so many people in the store that morning, making me even more jealous that I do not have a day to mull around. The kids department was swamped with parents who have no idea how to entertain their children.

By 3 o'clock I asked Evil Manager if I could go home early, (because of my head ache and frustration) she said yes. I headed up to the cash register to put something away and Blue kept calling my name over and over and over again. Earlier I mentioned to him that my head was hurting and that I thought it could be a migraine or the Lisa Turtle Twitch. So I was not to please when he kept calling my name from a feet away. In an annoying childish pay attention to what I am saying way.

When I walked away from him he was all 'what's wrong now' to which I replied 'my head hurts and you keep yelling my name.... in my face.... like an asshole'.

Yeah. Sunday wasn't great.

I did pick up a terribly cheesy book to read though to get my mind off of more pressing matters. I prepared for Snow Day No. 8 days ago. I have a room full of goodies to enjoy while the rest of New York finds some excuse to go outside. It manages to snow on days when I do not have to leave my house which is fine by me. My days off are becoming the only days when I can actually pause and breathe for a while.

I still have to update tracklists and such from MIXCd Extravaganza, and I really do want to compose a post where I am not complaining about work. I do have other things going around in my brain that do not have to do with work or Blue or suckassness. Like me turning 25 is four weeks. Or that I am only two posts away from 1000 entries on this here blog.

I will make time to talk about those soon. After a small reading, eating, napping break from the world.

P.S. I'm starting to post the tracklists from the music extravaganza on my Quiet Girl Blog. You should head over there via the link to see what crazy music i compiled this year. I'm going to make a post (on that blog) about each Cd so stay tuned for updates!