hmmm

i have decided to be blissfully unaware. i don't know really what i am unaware of at the moment. maybe all the homework that is sure to be piling up in the very near future. or possibly how sad i am. (i'm really not.)

i think, honestly, that everyone is in some stage of unawareness. they don't know everything that they think they know about the lives of their family members or friends. or even themselves. and so they go about their lives, blissfully unaware. or perhaps not so blissfully. maybe they would be better off knowing.

just something to think about.

frustrations

at the moment there is a fly happily buzzing around my room. if i had a fly swatter and could aim, he'd be dead.

the school i wanted to get my bachelor's from doesn't offer child development. i've been under the impression that they did for the past year. before i started at cc, i had orientation. included with that was a 5-10 minute talk with an academic advising counselor. i told him i wanted to transfer to a different school after a couple of years and get my bachelors in child development and my masters in library science. he said that all of my credits should transfer, just make sure to take classes that the other school considered equivalent. a couple of weeks ago i was browsing online and i discovered that the school does not have a child development program. they have a library science program; they're almost famous for it i think. so now i have to go to a different school, take more classes at cc, worry about were in the world at this other school i'll live, wonder how am i going to pay for it all, and on it goes. although my great aunt only lives 20 minutes away from the school so maybe she would be willing to let me board with her.

another thing that i have to start worrying about soon is insurance. at the end of this year my dad's insurance will no longer cover me without and additional charge. which he can't afford and neither can i. so i have to look into insurance through my work. but they only have open enrollment in february. normally this wouldn't be a problem, but i have to take meds and without insurance those meds are super expensive. hopefully sometime this week i'll be able to talk to the secretary about it all. somebody said i may be able to enroll early because of the other insurance ending. we'll see.

technology

the mp3 is in the wastebasket. i killed it. there was nothing i could do. i called a store to see if they could help. the guy i talked to was nice. he said he thought that i  reformatted the operating system. that sounds ominous. he wasn't even sure if their super smart people would be able to do anything about it. he didn't make me feel dumb at all, which i appreciated. anyway. he gave me the number for the manufacturer and i called them. but all i got was an automated voice asking me to email them or visit their website with my query. screw that! so i threw the dead thing in the trash (it wouldn't even turn on). and ordered a new one with twice the memory for less money.

and then i went out and bought a new computer. which i have pretty much been on all day. downloading music and browsing the internet. moving files around. i'm just glad i put most of the music that was on my mp3 onto my external hard drive. at least i still have it. i should get the mp3 sometime tomorrow. probably when i'm at work. if my brother opens it....

if anyone has music suggestions i'd like to hear them. not that anyone reads this babble.

le weekend

i had to work this weekend. so that meant my family went on vacation without me. oh well. i had fun i suppose. hung out with some friends. watched a couple  of movies. played some games. cleaned the house a little. watered the flowers.

sometimes i can't wait to get my own apartment, and sometimes i like that i still live at home.

hehe. the other day, some one thought i was 16. i'm not. i'm older. but it made me happy to think that when i'm thirty i'll look twenty-five and when i'm forty i'll look thirty-three.

some one got slightly peeved the other day because i wouldn't let her in the fitting room after 10. i'm sorry ma'am it's closed. i don't have the key. no you can't try them on in the bathroom. i don't really care that your not going to buy them anymore.

honestly. once in a while, i wonder who these people think they are. i hope i never act like that. if i do, please let me know.

meaningless babble

my family, i think, is slightly insane. at times, i can't stand my brother. he's reached those teenage years where it is absolutely vital to develop an attitude. if you comment on something he'll have a sarcastic rebuttal on the tip of his tongue. i wish i could throttle him. i've tried, believe me. but he's about six foot. or maybe a bit taller. so it doesn't do any good. but then there are other times when he makes me laugh and he's fun to be around. a few years ago he taught me to tango. of course i couldn't do it now but still...

my sister is the same way. at times we get along great. we go to movies, go shopping, go to the library. other times, we are at each other necks fighting like a couple of cats.

oh, well. i guess in a couple of years when i leave for a different college things will change. or not. maybe they realize they miss me. or maybe how much fun they have without me. who's to say?

i read a book about a blogger. she was anonymous but then the news read her blog to the world. it was funny because her blog was about cubicle mate who liked her. she liked him too. she thought he didn't know it was about him, but it turned out he had known all along. it was an interesting read.

i've never worked in a cubicle. i don't think i would mind really. it would be kind of fun to personalize it. and if i liked the job and the people then i would be a part of the thirty percent of people who actually like their jobs. at least i think it's thirty.

some guy once wrote a song. it had something to do with young people not having the power to change the world. i don't believe  that. if i don't have the power to change the world now, while i am young, when will i? think about. when a communist regime takes over a country the first place they destroy are the universities. why? because the young people there have brilliant minds and ideas. i can't change the whole world. no one can do that by themselves. but i can change my world. the people around me, the environment around me.whoever wrote that song didn't know what he was saying.

Work

i always like reading people's thoughts about work. it's interesting to me that people can be so rude. sometimes it seems as if they think people who work in service really aren't people at all. they are just there to clean up the mess or find invisible pieces of clothing.

a few months ago a lady wanted a dressing room. she had a whole cart full of clothes. i told her she could take five items in with her at a time. i turned around. when i looked again,  the room had swallowed the lady and her cart whole. i knocked on the door and told her again. her excuse was that her purse was buried beneath all of those clothes. i started to call a manager when another customer told me to tell her so what? the lady with all the clothes let me in the room; she had unearthed the purse. she had me return the clothes to the cart while she stood there, holding a shirt to her chest. later customers complained that she would come out of the dressing room and grab shirts or pants half dressed. of course she had underwear and pants and she was probably holding a shirt up to herself but you're not supposed to do that. indecent exposure. and what do think she did with all of those clothes when she was done? she piled all of them up on the bench next to the fitting rooms.

then there are the people who want to try things on after the fitting rooms are closed. most people understand. one lady said, well, i'm not even gonna buy 'em then. two minutes later she asked me if she could exchange them at a different branch if she had the receipt. why would you stop shopping at a store just because i couldn't let you in the fitting room?

the day before easter it was so busy one of the managers had my run a lane for a few minutes. the first person i checked out bought an easter lily. apparently she didn't want the excess dirt because she took the lily out of the pot, shook it and then dumped the dirt from the pot onto the floor. i couldn't believe it. her husband didn't say anything but i'm sure he must have been embarrassed. i don't know why she didn't wait until she got outside.

then there are all those times people call on the phone and have me look for things and i can't find them. but as soon as i hang up, there it is right in front of me. sometimes too, i'll look for something and won't be able to find it but according to the computer we have 33 cans of it! cashiers call all the time for price checks and to see if an item is really on sale. i'll say sure there's a sale sign there. after i hang up i realise that the sale was really for the shirt on the shelve above.

the other day some lady wanted me to see if there was a tank that came in small. it wasn't out on the floor so i looked it up on the computer. i couldn't find the upc anywhere. so i told we didn't have it. she wanted me to go in the backroom and look. i told that would require me to open every single cardboard box back there. she threw up her hands and walked away mumbling things like lazy, and doesn't do anything, won't do a thing.

there are creepy people too. they try to get you to talk or smile. ick. one guy got upset because i wouldn't smile. he was married and had two daughters. he said my teeth weren't stars, they didn't only come out at night. not cool.

anyway. those are my work stories.