Monday, December 22, 2003

Freaking POSH!

Today was a slow day for surveys. I couldn't get anybody to take one. My brother's baby-mama refused again. Jason showed up with his younger brother and older sister. I didn't need Jason's or his brother's demographic (males 13-17 and 18-20), but his sister could've taken one (females 21-24). She refused, though. And thus I walked around the mall for another couple of hours. My mom is now completely moved into her new apartment. I, on the other hand, won't be moving in with her until she buys me a bed and takes all of the storage boxes out of my room. Until then, I'll be here with my grandparents. Okay, then came the Staff Christmas party. It was at my bosses' (Brenski and Scott) apartment. I followed the directions, thinking "Oh. They probably have some nice little apartment a few blocks from the mall." Well, it was in the same city as the mall. But there's one thing you should know about this apartment complex. IT WAS FREAKING POSH!! Mind you, I'm American and we don't say the word "posh" unless we're talking about the former Spice Girl. However, this place was so freaking fancy, I have to use an English word to describe it. These guys work in the damn mall. Somebody must come from money. Brenski and Scott are quite gay, by the way. Not to throw around stereotypes, but I've yet to meet a straight man who serves sandwiches with dijon mustard. Mind you, I'm not making this guess based on the sandwiches. They're quite open about it. I just thought the dijon thing was worth mentioning. Good sandwiches, by the way. I took a ton of them home, to eat for lunch tomorrow. Oy. Tomorrow/Today (I can't set the time zone on this thing, but you should know that it's still 11:30pm December 21 in California as I'm typing). Tomorrow, the branch manager (who I've yet to meet) is coming. So while he's here, we have to enforce the dress code and wear slacks, shirts, nice shoes, ect. Usually, we go to work in jeans and sweats. Yes, very much casual. So now I gotta take out the good shoes. Also, we have a staff meeting. So I'll be working 10am-5pm instead of 11am-5pm. Make that 10am-6pm, because I see some more overtime coming up. I missed Volcano High (pity me, pity me). I'll probably have to wait for MTV to replay it, which they'll no doubt do 100 times over the next couple of months. So no worries. Christmas is Thursday. I'd better start wrapping some gifts. I'll use my off-day to send my sister her gift. Happy Channukah, by the way. And Winter Solstice. Damnit. Did I mention this already? Because I started working at Cunningham a few days before payday, and paydays are 2 weeks apart, I won't get my first check until January 2nd. Oh well. By then, it should be up to $400, anyway. So I can't complain too much. Much Love

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