Work Could be Worse January 11, 2004 - 10:56 p.m.

It turns out that they didn't need me to work on Saturday. So I spent the whole day freezing at my mom's house, despite having a space heater maybe three feet in front of me and wearing several layers of clothes. The only saving grace was when I went to sleep last night, I used Hot Hands and with the blanket over my head and the heat given off from that, I was toasty. Almost too warm. But that was even made poopy given the fact that I hadn't gone to the bathroom all day and Twink kept wanting to sleep on my stomach. By morning, I was miserable and I called Chris before leaving for work to see if he could leave the door unlocked for me.

Of course, when I got here, the pilot light on the heater was out. But I don't care. I already feel tons better.

Work sucked. Typical. Friday was taking tickets and handing out second day passes at a Mega Sale event. There were tons of people that were annoyed that they had to pay to begin with - the commercials never mentioned an admittance fee - and they were hugely disappointed with the selection available - things promised on the commercials weren't even there. But then you had a ton of people that really enjoyed themselves and walked out with huge bags full of stuff. Mainly it sucked having to deal with all these angry people, and standing next to an open door when it was snowing outside. But I got payed in cash, before my shift was even over. A whopping $57 that quickly turned into $30 because the dogs and cats needed food and my mom pretty much forced me to buy dinner.

Speaking of dogs and cats, I found it very weird that at this surplus sale, they also had an animal booth set up. Beagle puppies for sale, $250. Cats and kittens for $75. It's like 'Hey Mom, I went to the Dollar General flea market and bought a puppy!' Huh?! But I went back and pet 'em on one of my breaks. There was a solid grey kitten that was too adorable. I've always wanted a grey cat, so I was immediately drawn to it. One couple came out with an adult, orange cat but showed up an hour or so later because he was bleeding. Out of its butt. Yeah, bad sign people. So they brought it back and walked out with my grey kitten. Those thieves! Not like I need another pet though.

Today we worked at the train show. Same crap, taking tickets at the door. Luckily the door was strictly inside at this place. And it was mostly families bringing their kids, so it was really simple and everyone was pretty friendly. I had one person start complaining to me that they needed to put signs up saying where it was located. I so wanted to say 'Open your eyes, jackass! There are four signs in this hallway alone, and you can buy your tickets at this big, bright fucking yellow table in the middle of nowhere... the thing's an eye sore, I don't see how you could have missed it!' but I held back. Otherwise no real complaints for today. Take their tickets, stamp their hands, point out the big, bright yellow table to buy the tickets, and watch little kids being cute.

There was one guy that worked there, had a booth or something, and he walked in wearing an older Britney Spears sweatshirt. One where she still looks all innocent and sweet. This sweatshirt was filthy. Indescribably disgusting. It was obvious that he was a pervert and lived in this shirt nonstop. Taking obsession just a little too far. That, coupled with his sweater vest and conductor's hat, I couldn't help but laugh.

My mom also gave me the Christmas presents from her. At least some of them. She actually followed through this year and gave them to me, so I'm almost willing to believe her when she says she has some other stuff that she just couldn't get to at the moment. Scooby Doo popcorn tin that I actually wanted and was kind of disappointed when I didn't get it. Until she handed it to me, that is. It comes with Scooby Doo checkers and I figured the tin itself would be good to keep some of my other Scooby stuff in. A Scooby colouring book and a nice spiral-bound Scooby journal, as well as a mini calender and a Butterfinger and a hair accessory gift set that I had been wanting. And my brother sent me a Barnes and Noble gift card of an as of yet undisclosed amount. I'm already eager to go use it.

And all of this stuff is irrelevant, because I'm simply just happy to be here with a working furnace (though it needs to be re-lit) and an operational toilet. Not to mention being able to move freely without feeling like I'm going to knock a tower of crap over. The only thing that could make it better is if Chris were home, and if I could have Romeo and Twink here.

26.19047619047619% of me is a huge nerd! How about you? -- That's it?! Eh, not surprising given the difficult questions that I had absolutely no idea on.

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