She Works Hard for the Money

Well it's official. I put in my resignation for the Desk Assistant job that you have all heard so much about. It's not really something that I wanted to do at all, but with the way my classes are scheduled on top of the shifts I was working, I was a forever zombie. I just can't live my life always waiting for the moment that I can climb into my bed. I will still be working the rest of this semester and through winter break, but come January 13th I'm out of here!

The main reason I didn't want to quit this job was for the steady $350 paychecks I was getting every other week. Then my hours got cut which I already discussed here. I still tried to make due, but realized that I couldn't manage it. The amount that my new paychecks were coming out to was not worth the stress of working these crazy hours. So I asked around, and found out that the Hardee's in Murphy was hiring. Derek has a connection with the manager from when he worked there in high school, and she said she would try to help me.  With a backup plan now in place, I sent an e-mail to my supervisor explaining that come spring semester I wouldn't be able to come back. Before I had decided to quit I had told him that I would be staying in SoIll for Christmas holiday and, considering 99% of the campus goes home for break, I didn't want to force him to scramble to find someone willing to work the shifts I would have otherwise been working. I also figured that the extra month would give me time to use what I am getting from my paychecks (which should increase significantly come December 15th) to buff up my savings account a bit and a month or so to find another job if Hardee's doesn't work out.

So there it is. I have officially worked at the first place that I have decided to quit. That sounds crazy considering how many jobs I have actually had, but in all honesty all of my previous jobs (other than McDonald's) have just been a "I'm going to school for a few months but I'll call as soon as I come home" or vice versa with my campus jobs. The only reason I don't currently work at a total of 8 or so places is because they ended up hiring more help after I left and I wasn't needed anymore. That being said... what would that be considered as? Would you call that being fired or quitting? When applying for a new job, I just tell them that those jobs were just "temporary" or "seasonal". Then again, it probably looks bad that every single job I've ever had has either been temporary or seasonal. Heartland is my one exception though considering that I'm going on 4 years this month!

Anyways I digress... I have officially resigned from my Desk Assistant job and although I really don't want to work in fast food again, I'm really hoping I get this job at Hardee's. Otherwise, I sure hope that Lonestar can work me a whole lot more!

When Life Throws You For A Loop...

Hey all. I know I promised on Friday that I would write about my trip to North Carolina to see Derek, but there is something that I need to get off of my chest much more right now. I do promise that by the end of the week you will get a post and/or picture overload of my trip.

As a full-time college student, I am pretty used to being broke. Don't get me wrong, working two jobs and not having much of a yearning to go out every night has assisted in not being quite as broke as many college students, but still money is tight about 99.99% more of the time than it's not. I know you have heard me complain again and again about how lousy this Desk Assistant job is on campus, but let's just keep the ball rolling in that court. This weekend we found out that some random from the community is going to get hired full time from 8:00pm-4:00am Friday-Sunday. That's not that big of a deal really for normal people, but for me that is roughly every single one of my shifts. I lost a grand total of 10 hours per week off of my schedule. To make matters worse, there is only one other girl who had this change of hours make any impact on her schedule as she lost roughly 6 hours per week. There was one girl who lost 3 hours per paycheck (which is every other week). In case you aren't very good at math and aren't aware that I get paid a measly $8.25 an hour, that means I'm losing about $160 a paycheck! As I person who likes to be overly dramatic think of my future budgets, that means for the rest of this semester I will lose $640 if my math is correct. Do you know what I could do for $640? Let's make a list why don't we?

• Well for starters, that could probably buy me quite a bit of groceries, which by the way I haven't quite had the funds to do lately. I think it has come quite apparent as I have had cold cereal for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the past 4 days. No worries though, I do still have a few other foods stuck into my little cubby in the pantry I'm just saving them for a really desperate day.
• Other priorities would be the fact that I could buy a whole new plane ticket to see Derek, preferably for my Spring Break? Whether he is in North Carolina or down in Texas/Arizona/New Mexico like he might be, Alyssa and I would love to go see our Marines together considering that our Spring Breaks start the same day. Plus any excuse to get away to somewhere I could rock a bikini and see the love of my life at the same time? Oh you better count me in!
• Or I could make Derek buy my ticket for Spring Break and use that money to buy my plane ticket to go see my sister when she graduates from boot camp for the AIR FORCE! Have I mentioned how much I love this lady? In all seriousness she may be younger than me, but she has done so much in the past two years that just shock and amaze me, not mention make so incredibly proud of her. She is honestly the best sister, wife, aunt, daughter, and just about any other label you can think of that I know. It truly is amazing how much she can make me feel better by a quick message on Facebook, and somehow she always randomly messages me when I most need my sister. Sadly she is all the across the Atlantic Ocean and I'm stuck over here counting the days until I get to see her again (which is really hard considering if you know anything about any military branch… making plans sucks with them!). Which brings me to my last point...

• It could put me more than HALFWAY to being saved up to go to Lakenheath to visit that same sister and my amazing brother-in-law. Lakenheath in case you were wondering is in England, only the one country I have been obsessed with since I discovered Harry Potter and Pride and Prejudice.  As I've already gone on quite the tangent of my sister and how amazing she is, I'll just say that seeing her pictures and hearing about all the fun British things she has been doing the past year just makes me pretty jealous, and I would like to join in on the fun. Ok one more picture to show how absolutely adorable she is! :)

Alrighty, well now I feel much much better! Next post will be of the ball… pinky promise!! :)

Jobs That Are Actually Worse Than Mine

So while were sitting here just chillaxin at our extremely difficult job of swiping in college kid after college kid, Reanna decided we didn't have much of a reason to bitch about our jobs. I mean there are people out there with much worse jobs than us. Here are our top 5 in no particular order:

FIVE- Being the 6th Floor RA:  So first off, an RA is a student who lives on a floor in one of the many dorm buildings who helps the student's on that floor with pretty much every single little stupid question they have. My bestie was an RAs last year  and let me tell you it was a living hell! Well lucky for this years 6th Floor RA they have got some incredibly classy residents. Two not one but TWO times somebody has decided to drop one in the hallway. By one I mean that rancid smelling, semi-solid, brown/green I don't even want to know what color stuff. I honestly can't even force myself to say the word. So for anybody who hates their job, I'm sure that I know a couple of RA's who would be more than happy to switch you.

FOUR- Person Who Scrapes Gum Off of Sidewalks: Supposedly this is a real job? Just think about having to spend your days phsyically getting off all of the gum that nasty people spit on the ground just to get trampled over by feet that have been God-knows-where. The mixture of saliva, ooey-gooey-ness, and potential life threatening diseases that are inevitably mixed in with the gum makes it something that I try to avoid while just walking. Add that onto the potential for the bottoms of shoes that may or may not have stepped in dog poo, vomit, and other unmentionables places this job very firmly on my I would rather be homeless list.

THREE- Prostitute: Now don't get me wrong, I have no problems with sex and definitely no problem with making a lot of moolah. However, I really like the idea of being able to stick with Derek for that kind of pleasure. Besides, let's be real, if you had to have sex that much it would probably just be completely oblivious to the world down there. Then there is the obvious reasons of being highly illegal, not having a choice on who you get nasty with, potential for STD's, and the horrible reputation these girls have? Yeah not even an option in my book.

  

^^^ I rest my case ^^^

TWO- Sewage Worker: Not sure why I keep going back to the topic of poo today, but I sure do hope these fellas get pade hella good money for playing in those nasty waters all day. I'm not even entirely sure what the job description of a sewage worker is, but I can just picture wading around waste deep in other people's used toilet water, dirty shower water, and nasty dish water. Not exactly a job I think I have the stomach for. Nope, nuh uh, no way. Point me towards the local soup kitchen.

ONE-  Armpit Sniffer: So I don't even know if this is a legit job, but when you Google "horrible jobs" people smelling armpits in what looks like lab coats pop up. I mean it makes sense, deodorant brands need to know that their products work and how else to know that than by having somebody put the good ol' DO on, then go run a few miles or what-not, and then have somebody completely unrelated come stick their sniffers all up in that. I already have a hard enough time with BO when it is the unbathed hippie sitting three rows in front of me in Anthropology class. Not very into the idea of having to spend 40 hours a week in extremely close proximity to that kind of grossness.

 

Well I'm thinking that just about wraps up our randomness for today. No idea what's going to end up coming out of my fingertips next Tuesday when we work together.

Peace Out Girl Scout!! ^.^

 

EDIT: Just found out that there are people who legit jack off dogs for breeders! Like WHAT?!?!?! Not even going there. Now we know where at least a percentage of all of those cute interwebs puppies come from. I feel like a part of my soul just got ripped out.

Grrrrrrrrrr...

In honor of this awesome Monday that everybody else in the wonderful country gets off... excluding me... at both of my jobs. Here are some awesome Monday pins.

Just gotta try to remember this last one. 

Have a great Monday ya'll!

Just Some Early Morning Word Vomit

Hey ya'll!

So the past few days have been sooooo hectic and tiring exhausting! Friday I somehow managed to clock in 10 hours at my desk assistant job on top of going to all of my classes! To finish off the day Christine and I attempted to make some Salmon for a girls night (that I had to leave early because of work at 3:00am). It actually wasn't too bad after we decided to slice off the scaley part to be able to cook it all the way through. We paired it with this ungodly good lime butter (literally just a stick of butter and 4-5 tablespoons of lime juice) and some asparagus. Of course we had a few adult beverages with it as well.

Then off to work I went. Desk from 3:00am-6:00am and then Lonestar at 11:30am. Not too bad, but my last table oh my geezeballs! This lady was so rude, and even left a note saying that we had made her dining experience "uncomfortable"? Um ma'am, I think the fact that you refused to let your drink get below 3/4 of the way full, complained about how your side salad wasn't big enough (or that there wasn't any bacon or cucumbers with it), and then got snippy when I refused an expired coupon made it very uncomfortable for me. Ugh! Sometimes I don't know how I have survived being a waitress for 4 years. Desk is, as always since I pretty much only work shifts between 12:00am and 6:00am, was full of some very entertaining drunk college students. But as the picture above states, I feel like I do absolutely nada during my three hours of boredom behind this awesome desk.

Not sure if I ever described what i do at my desk job, but pretty much I'm just a "security feature" (if you ask any university official) that ensures that there are no randoms in the building (it's a dorm). When somebody comes into the building they have to swipe their student ID, and it will say "oh hey welcome home" or "da fuq you don't live here". If the second happens, they have to have one of our lovely residents sign them in (but only two guest max). 3 hour shifts at $8.25 an hour working roughly 15-20 hours a week, seems pretty easy peasy. Bright side, you can usually con some pizza off most of the residents.

By the end of today I'm pretty sure I will be the wicked witch from the South! I already worked 12:00am-3:00am, doing my 6:00-9:00am shift at desk now. I get a teeny tiny break before having to report for duty at Lonestar at 12:15pm and then again at 4:30pm. And Holy Moses be back at desk Monday for a 3:00am-6:00am and then Lonestar at 5:15pm!! Let's just say I must have earned some massive karma points because if I had to do my regular Monday class schedule of 8:00am-3:00pm, I would surely croak! Thank you Labor Day!!!!!

Buuuuuuut, I think I'm going to go back to doing zip zilch and nada, or read some more of the lovely blogs that I like to read on the daily.

Peace Out Girl Scouts :)

Sidenote: Anyone out there have any idea how to make my background magig as pretty and awesome looking as like 9.9/10 of all the blogs I read? I'm clueless with this stuff. Spanks in advance :)