Apple phone...I thought of something earlier today while I saw an older man talking on his apple phone. Remember when you were a kid and people would say "grab your tongue and say 'apple'" because it sounded like asshole. You can pretty much say that about the apple phone. Any person walking around gabbing on one is probably an asshole. 

Later on this morning (mind you, I have been working for less than an hour) a little kid was unplugging his headphones from an mp3 player. My first thought was "damn little kid with their iPod." I don't even have an iPod. I don't want one, but I do not think that a kid that appears to be eight should have one. Anyway, I took a closer look at (they were standing right outside the window) and saw that is could not be an iPod, because the screen was too big. I breathed a momentary sigh of relief in my head to know there was one more kid out there with a cheaper, non-brand-name mp3 player. Then, to my horror, I took a closer look and saw that it was an iPhone--even worse than an iPod! An eight year old with an iPhone...and eight year old with a cell phone period....what hext??

Anyway, it is my last day of work and I finally remembered to wear my belt this morning. I have been working here since June and every single day I forgot my belt. Now my pants won't be falling down! Also, I have found that when I sit down in a belt I no longer feel like a fatass--ty so I think that means I may be slimming down a little. Yay me!

So yeah, I asked my boyfriend to text me last night before he went to sleep. I woke up at 2:30 a.m. randomly and no text message. I hope he is all right. No big deal, he probably just forgot about me, though you know that does not make me the happiest either. Oh well, I understand that he's busy and all. Hmm :(

Today is one of my old best friend's birthdays. She is eighteen today. If she still lived around here I am sure we would still be really good friends. Her story really is not a good one though. She was moving constantly. I met her for the first time in middle school when she was in my eighth grade class for just ten days before she moved. Then I met her again in high school. She was there for most of freshman year before moving and going to another high school. She was back at my high school for sophomore year, but moved into the city after that. It was so hard for me to contact her after that. She had forgotten my number and could not find it, and I had no way to find her. I tried 411 but she was not listed. Finally I learned from one of our past teahers what school was attending to. I went to the school's web site and contacted her counselor for her portion of the alphabet. He was able to give me a number to contact her and voila! Things were very good for a while, we talked a few times, but then we both waited too long before calling each other again. I tried calling the number a couple of months ago and a man answered the phone saying that I had the wrong number. She has moved again. Now I have no idea how to find her. This really sucks, and it sucks that I just remembered her birthday this morning because I can't wish her a happy 18th. Le sigh.

My boyfriend just texted me, so he's not dead. This is always a good thing.

Anyway, I think I will keep this journal up even though it is "atwork2day" and this is my last day here. I probably will not update as often because 1. I will have less to rant about, and 2. the computer here is fast, whereas mine is very slow. That is all I had better write for now. If the day either gets more entertaining and I have something to write about, or stays as boring as it is so I have to write in here to save my sanity, I will write later.

Days of work: 0
Days until vacation: 1
Days he's been gone: 10
Days until I see him: 16
Days until we spend time together: 31

You know what that means? In three days I will be half-way through my time without seeing T. It really is going faster now.

Here's a fun fact. You know that spot on the floor I mentioned last week, the one that is there because people suck and can't take out the garbage? It is stained there. I saw it when I was sweeping, because I, unlike some people, like to work in an area that is at least somewhat clean. Ewwww.

Stats:

Days of work: 2

Days until vacation: 3

Days he's been gone: 8

Days until I see him: 18

Days until we spend time together: 33

People really value their time in the wrong way. Coming from a very small town, I have always learned to appreciate the value of a short chat. Some people who come up here do, but most do not. Most are from out of town and just want everything to happen fast. People who live that way may save time, but in the time that they are living, they get nothing out of it. 

When I am working, I take the time to ask people how they are doing. Even though most people just answer with a mundane "fine" if someone has a story to tell me of how great they are doing, or how their car broke down and they are hoping their day will get better, I will listen. It is those things that make my day interesting and I like to think they make otherwise one mundane minute for a customer into a somewhat more interesting minute and five seconds.

It is that extra five seconds that some people seem to have a problem with. I do not like to brag, but I can get people through the line pretty quickly, even with these conversations--more quickly than a lot of people, so I really do not see what people are complaining about.

It is also very confusing because this small-talk is encouraged by employers, and many customers, so why do so many people seem to dislike it? I mean, they do not come right out and say "Would you stop talking to me so this can take five seconds less because my life and time are far too important to spend five more seconds than absolutley necessary with someone like you," but that is certainly the attitude they give off. When I smile, they do not smile back. When I say hi, they say nothing. When I ask how they are doing, they ignore the question and throw their credit card through the slot (because this sort of people never use cash) at me.

I mean, I just do not understand. Putting mere politeness aside, what has happened to people? What has happened to conversations? I mean real conversations, with real laughter not "lol's" or even "rofl's" had face-to-face without telephones, cell phones, or computers. I swear, some people spend their life making it day by day with their cell phone, computer and iPod. When someone actually tries to talk to them, it only confuses and upsets them.

What has happened to human interaction? Furthermore, what has happened to humanity?

In good news, I have Thursday off now. After today, only two more days!

Days left of work: 2
Days until vacation: 3
Days he's been gone: 8
Days until I see him: 18
Days until we spend time together: 33

I have added more stats to my list!!

I had my three days off, they went pretty well. I went to a party and still managed to have fun without my boyfriend. I think I am becoming truly more independent, but I am certainly not one of those "indepdendent" girls, owing to the fact that they usually suck.

These girls suck for multiple reasons really, seeing as they are not really independent at all but just refuse to take help from men. If a woman offers to help them and they kind of need it they will accept the help gladly but if a man offers to help when they really need it they will not take the help. That is not independent, that is just stupid.

Another reason "indepdendent" girls suck is that they are often incredibly insensitive when it comes to the matter of a girl missing a boy like I miss my boyfriend. Now, you must understand that I do not go on and on about him in the outside world as I do in this journal. That is half the reason I created this: so that I could go on and on about him without driving everyone around me insane. Anyway, I have one friend who would probably dub themselves independent (you know the type...going to college and living at home, but not even taking up a part-time job) and they seem to get incredibly irritated every time I even mention my boyfriend. It is as though in their mind, because my boyfriend is gone, I cannot talk about him without being pathetic and annoying. I have to disagree.

Another reason that I dislike these "independent" girls is that I watched a lot of America's Next Top Model yesterday. I had nothing else to do, and there was a marathon, what can I say? Anyway, it may not be clear what this has to do with "independent" girls, but it will become crystal in a moment. There was one girl on there who missed her boyfriend, and yes she probably let it bring her down a little too much, but the other girls were so bitchy about it. They were saying things like: "If you are not willing to sacrifice your boyfriend for this industry, then you should just go home." Other girls were saying if they had to choose between their boyfriend and this competition, they would choose the competition even if they knew they would lose. Apparently, they are not feeling love like I do, or maybe like this other girl does (I know nothing about their relationship, but it is just a guess.) If they did, they would be willing to sacrifice everything. I can honestly say that I could. No one has ever come up with something that I would not do for my boyfriend, because I love him above all things, including myself.

I know this all sounds really mushy and emotional, but it is how I feel. When I heard these "independent" girls on TV talking like that, it is as though they were speaking to me and I needed to defend myself.

The Stats:

Days he's been gone: 8
Days until I see him: 18
Days until we spend time together: 33

At least the numbers are getting smaller.

Well, one of the people that was rude to me just morning just came up and apologized to me. Some people do not take well to apologies in that they do not accept them very well. Unless someone has done something terrible to me, I do not tend to be that way. I think apologies are an amazing thing. They may make you think of someone that you would never talk to again because of something and have sore thoughts about and turn them into someone nice in your eyes. For instance, this man somhow got a product without paying for it earlier in the day when our sales were not working, but he came back just now and paid for it when he could have just as easily walked away. He simply said "I'm not the kind of person to rip people off." He respected me and changed what I thought about him. I guess I am too quick to judge sometimes, but when someone is jumping down your throat angrily, it can be kind of hard not to be.

I was texting my boyfriend today about engagement rings. He misunderstood and thought I meant ringtones. Don't worry, this doesn't mean that he isn't serious about the former. We have talked about it what seems like hundreds of times. He is just busy while I'm texting him. Gotta love him.

Stats:

Days he's been gone: 5
Days until I see him: 22
Days until we spend time together: 37

They really do sometimes. Everyone may wonder why I chose to work in customer service? Particulary in serving tourists? The truth is that I like to serve people. I love to see people, especially kids, going out and having fun. It truthfully makes me very happy. All I ask is that people give me one tenth of one percent of the amount of respect they could give me. If you ask me, that is really not asking for too much. When people give me less than that (in particular, 0%) I have a really hard time dealing with it.

This morning all  shit everything hit the fan. Someone messed with our sales software so we were not able to sell anything. Cool, right? Not. We have no back up. Our sales program is really nice and fast when it is working properly, but it is rarely working at 100% great. Today was the worst. It was only fifteen minutes that I could not sell things, and then it was kind of fixed to where I did, but it was terrible. I did not even have that many people get mad at me, but it seemed like each person that did took out everything bad thing that had ever happened in their life on me. Someone even called me ridiculous. I do not know what I was doing that was so terribly ridiculous. I was being extremely polite about the entire situation considering I put up multiple signs to explain the problem and people still came and yelled at me. I was extremely apologetic even though none of it was really my fault. I did everything I was supposed to and it seems I was still penalized for it. I could have been incredibly rude and probably would have gotten the exact same reactions from the people that I did. That, my friend, is one of the many reasons people suck.

Here is another reason. I did not get a chance to write about this while I was at work yesterday because it happened just as I was leaving. Another girl works in here on the days that I have off and she is often much sloppier than me. This is not really saying much considering that in neatness to a work space I am sometimes so anal that I border OCD. Anyway, finally something happened that I think really anyone would find disgusting, not just me. I came into work for my "Monday" two days ago (I am on a short week) and opened the office to find two bags of trash sitting in front of the door (because she has some ailment where she can't throw them away, right?) and no new garbage bag in the garbage can. Since I am on a three-day week I decided I would just take out one bag of trash each day, dealing with her two the first two days and mine on the last. Anyway, the first day was no big deal. It was a bag full of cardboard and paper, etc. Yesterday, however, I found something much more disgusting. When I lifted up the bag the floor was wet underneath. That was my first red-flag. I lifted it up further to see what was causing the mess and found that there were quite a few rotting tangerines at the bottom of the bag. EW!! Mind you as I thrust them into a garbage can later my hands got covered in nasty, sticky, rotten juice. What the heck? I mean, okay, it's bad enough to bring your garbage from home (that is all I can see this being) but then to not even actually throw it out yourself. What the heck?

Anyway, work has just not been the greatest this week. It has been super slow but I have been plagued with other problems. The car still smells like rotting deer. One good note, the little kitten has been located. Someone went in and thought it was a stray so they took it home. I am very happy about that and spent the morning playing with it. So cute. In other good news, I have been talking to my boyfriend quite a bit. He is having a good time with football. I guess these problems with work are distracting me from how much I miss him for a time. So, good thing/too bad today is my Friday.

Stats:

Days he's been gone: 5
Days until I see him: 22
Days until we spend time together: 37

Geesh. Now I'm sad again.