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"My Busy-Ass Day" 2003-11-15 - 12:27 a.m. older - previous - next - profile - host - my band - my lj I am so fucking tired but at least I didn't get sick today thank providence for small favors I was awakened this morning at 8 AM by Wal-Mart calling me; scheduling an appointment for 11 so I went back to sleep for an hour [read: laid in bed listening to Interpol for an hour] so that gave me a grand-total of three and a half hours of sleep then I got up and dressed and such and realized I still had an hour before my appointment so I head to CDO, and give them the form to fax to U of A there was some confusion initially because the form was double-sided and CDO didn't have a double-sided faxer dealie so after I waited for a few minutes for my guidance counciler, the office lady just said: "screw it, I'll just fax it twice" now, she didn't say 'screw it'; I don't remember exactly what she said there; but she did say the second part that's not exactly fantastic but I found it amusing enough to get through my morning for some reason next was Wal-Mart, where I arrived half an hour early arg so I walked over to electronics, where they had a stereo playing the radio; and I dug on some Collective Soul for about five minutes then it was back to where I was supposed to wait for my interview 11 o'clock came and went and they slowly realized that the guy who was supposed to interview me had up and left the store for the day, apparently without telling anyone so at about 11:30 some other manager lady interviewed me for some reason I was oddly relaxed; and I thought I was doing good see, there's an Opinion Survey section of the application and they mark any answers you gave that they find questionable; and then ask you about them in the interview well, I thought I was doing well at it then the lady stopped the interview and told me that, contrary to what we were led to believe in school; you CAN get an opinion question wrong apparently that whole 1-9 scale is crap, they want you to either STRONGLY AGREE or STRONGLY DISAGREE[in big, capitol letters] with everything that pissed me off to the core of my being and I'm still disgusted talking about it now for the rest of the interview I had the Joy Divsion song: "they walked in line"(which is a song about nazis) in my head maybe that's a little extreme, but I don't like being jerked around about things that are supposed to be my personal opinion plus I had very little sleep anyway, after that was over, I had to go to their doctor's office to get drug tested [I dropped off the library book on the way] that was a colossal waste of time, since I don't do drugs anyway, I drove down there, sat in the office for forty minutes peed in a cup and then headed home getting home was an awkward experience I told my dad I got the job, and he responded as if I was complaining to him I said I got the job and he's like: "I bet you'll be smiling when you get that first paycheck in" and I'm like: "yeah, dad I'm happy to have the job" and he said: "well don't worry, once you've been working there awhile I'm sure you'll get used to it" and stuff like that it was one of the most bizarre conversations I've ever been a part of I kept saying how happy I was to have the job; and he kept responding as if I'd said something else entirely it was just weird anyway, after that I vacuumed my house, and then attempted to take a nap since I was collapsing from lack of sleep then, as I'm drifting off, I hear the phone ring that was weird because I literally heard the phone ring from like, miles away, and pulled myself back into my body to answer it I figured it was Stephanie, so I pick it up still more than half-asleep Me:...hullo? Mysterious Voice:Hi, is Brett there? Me:uh, that's me- ...err, speaking MV:Hi Brett, this is Wal-Mart calling; can you come in for an orientation tomorrow from nine to four? Me:umm... yeah, sure... Wal-Mart:ok, thanks *hangs up* *I lay back down* Me: ...fuck the conversation didn't go exactly like that, but that's the gist of it; plus I was practically sleep-walking, I don't remember exactly what was said I'm lucky I remember it at all if I had been awake I wouldn't've agreed I do not want to wake up at 8 in the fucking morning again so I can head down there all early after being sleep-deprived all day today anyway, I got about an hour of sleep/half-sleep and woke up feeling rested and refreshed so I went and hung out with Stephanie, Evan, and Evan's siamese twin/girlfriend Kathleen I swear, those two spent practically the whole time entwined in eachother in one way or another but we had fun watched that Spirited Away movie; which was bizarre as all hell I'm not even going to begin trying to explain it then after ordering pizza we started to watch Screwed... but we were watching it and realized that the scenes should have been funny but they just weren't so we shut it off and went our seperate ways and then after almost destroying my van when I hit some sand that had somehow petrified into some fucking stalagmites in the middle of the damn road; I got home, where I proceeded to exhaustedly tell my mother of the day's accomplishments and now here I am, about to try and go to sleep at 12:30 AM I can't believe it myself I just hope I actually fall asleep instead of laying in bed so exhausted I can barely keep my eyes open but somehow unable to fall asleep despite being dead-tired and having taken a sleeping pill for five hours until around 5 AM; like I've done before shit, I don't wanna go to that fucking orientation tomorrow that's gonna suck that's gonna suck hard and it's at 9 in the fucking morning I just hope that once I start work they schedule me at night I can't deal with this "morning" shit **edit-I tried to get to sleep; and even though I haven't been trying that long, I found myself unable to sleep and I was suddenly engulfed in this bizarre fear like this overwhelming terror that made me want to cry when I thought about the job and what I would have to be doing like, specifically it went away but when I just thought about it in general I became terrified and even though I didn't like it it felt kind of... comforting and I just can't understand it what the hell is wrong with me?** Sweet Dreams � � |