Sunday, September 26, 2010

10 Reasons I Feel Old Today

1. I'm 24 today, and now in my mid-twenties.
2. I'm more content laying in bed like I am at this moment than going out.
3. I'm grateful for the time alone, of which I have had very little lately. I have no interest in planning a party.
4. I lay and listened to music today, some of which was 20 years old.
5. I will be spending any birthday money I receive on groceries and gas.
6. My back hurts, and has hurt every day for the last ten years.
7. I'm starting to measure time in chunks of years (decades, etc.) rather than single years or grades in school.
8. I fell asleep at 10 last night.
9. Two things I want very badly right now: coffee and NPR.
10. There's plenty I would like to do right now but I'm too tired to do any of it.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Will You Still Love Me Even If I Talk About Happy Things?

As I mentioned previously, I got a new job in an office, which started today.

I was super excited. Finally, a break. Finally, a step up--a small one, but a step nonetheless. Finally, advancement prospects beyond "moving up" to miserable cafe manager (blech). Finally, I'm not the sad old-timer on staff (except one day a week at my now part-time gig, but whatever). I'm going to be moving from site to site and working in different clients' offices, so the scenery will change.

In light of all these good times I present to you the following:

Reasons I Felt Happy and Grown Up Today

1. When my alarm went off, it was light out.
2. I wore pinstripe pants, an oxford-style shirt, and heels, and my hair was down--no visor, apron, or tennis shoes with dried mayonnaise globs on them were involved.
3. I got to enjoy NPR and coffee during the sunny commute.
4. I met dozens of people today, all most of whom smiled at me and none of whom attempted to order a sandwich. There were no customers, registers, dining rooms, dishes to wash, or ovens going off.
5. The manager at my training site went to the same school I did and studied music.
6. Several people asked me about school and when I graduated, and none of them asked, "So what are you going to do now?" or, "You still work here?"
7. There is a such thing as downtime, and when it happens I'm allowed to read or use e-mail. My bosses will be doing this too, and therefore will not be breathing down my neck about "standing around" because I haven't moved in the last five seconds or give me petty cleaning tasks to milk my paid time.
8. I get an hour for lunch--no "I'll give you 30 minutes if we're dead" or "my sales and labor are good so I'm not doing breaks today" bullshit.
9. None of my co-workers called off citing mysterious illnesses an hour after their shift was supposed to start or appeared to be drunk, high, or hungover on the job.
10. I'll go to work tomorrow at 8 and leave at 5. I will do this again on Thursday, and then on Friday. I will, under no circumstances, be working in the office this weekend.

With all the positive change, however, two caveats must be noted.

1. All the locations have been given different dress codes, and while many are business casual the rest will require me to wear a polo--a work fashion I cannot seem to escape.
2. I found myself taking in the familiar odor of balsamic dressing, realizing that one of the office managers upstairs had food catered from the cafe where I work. This place may never leave me.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

I got an award!

So there's this thing going around on the blogs in which the writer nominates ten Blogs of Substance, and my blog got linked as part of Queen of the Rant's list. So now I am supposed to

A.) thank the blogger who gave it to me,
2.) sum up my blogging philosophy, motivation, and experience using five words, and
D.) pass it on to ten other blogs which I feel have real substance.

So, first of all - thank you, Queen, for taking the time to read and comment on my blog. I appreciate the nomination very much, as it has linked me with some more great bloggers and helped me fantasize I'm important.

My Five Words

I love to complain, bitch.

My 10 Blogs

1. The Bitchy Waiter was the first disgruntled food-service worker blog I started reading when I joined Blogger, and continues to be one of my favorites.

2. The Bitter Waiter is like The Bitchy Waiter's pissed off, more cynical older brother. His writing is funny as shit too, and he's even angrier and more customer-focused.

3. I found The Bartender through The Bitchy Waiter. I love reading her blog because, as if customers aren't douchey enough sober, she has plenty of outlandish stories to share about what happens when they drink themselves into oblivion.

4. DragonFlies and Cocktails is the blog of a friend of mine whom I have known for over three years now - we were on a study abroad program together. She writes about everything from her newest favorite music to the insecurities many of us have about life.

5. Am I a kiss-ass if I give the award back to the person who gave it to me? Relationship Rant is a great read. She shares about her own relationship as well as questions people send her, and it is one of those blogs where the comments are as interesting as the content.

6. I just discovered Happy Dying Sun recently and am enjoying reading it so much that I think I'll steal the 30 letters idea from her. Stay tuned.

7. If you want to read something that's laugh-out-loud, piss-your-pants funny, go visit Red Means Go. Not only is this woman funny in words, but she draws the most amazing pictures. Who knew looking for jobs could be so hilarious?

8. The name The Ranter's Box says it all. And, unlike me, she never rants about the same thing twice!

9. My eating and exercise habits are pretty shitty. Good thing there are people who actually make an effort in their own lives and try to help the rest of us, too. Written by one of my fellow indentured servants bridesmaids at my sister's wedding, The Lifestyle Diet entertains AND informs.

10. Grace Undressed got me hooked on Blogger. I found her blog by accident one day about a year and a half ago, and read three years' worth of posts on her experience as a stripper in a matter of weeks. Although she now writes on a private blog to which her old readers now subscribe (including yours truly), the original blog is still there and she updates every once in a while. No matter how you feel about the sex industry, you'll see it and its workers differently after reading this.