Yup. I worked for a whole 6 hours today.
The sad thing is, it wasn't really work at all.
It was training.
I had to sit in their tiny little back-office, which makes broom-closet cubicals look big. While outside and in the store was bathed in scorching dry prairie heat, I froze my teats off in that tiny room working at a computer. Six hours straight of these poorly made flash quizzes and tutorials. Their computer blows, and makes Maryannes computer in Blackfalds look like a Pentium 8.
So I just sat there today, listening and watching and interacting with this slow, piece of crap computer, trying to learn the ropes for this convenience store. After watching the tutorials, I've noticed that there's a lot wrong with the people who currently run it.
They eat at the cashier stand. They have long fake nails with polish on it. They smoke in front of the windows. And spilled slurpees are not immediately cleaned up. Just because they're under-staffed doesn't mean they can run a store so poorly. Thank god I have at least a little ethics left in me.
The cashier is supposed to be simplistic, but I'm not used to working with traveler cheques, foreign money, or those fake wanna-be credit cards that you buy from the counter and 'load' with money. I can understand how to use coupons and promotions now, and I can even cancel transactions and refund money too.
I work all week, each morning at 8am till whenever my shift ends. I was finished at 2pm today. I chose to take no breaks and no lunch. I just want to finish this computer training crap and get to work.
I'm getting paid for todays' training. I stopped by my bank and asked for my bank account number and a permission form for 7-11 to direct deposit my pay into my chequing account.
Oh yeah. After stopping by the bank after work today I stopped at Wal-Mart. I bought a few shirts, a flexable exercise bar (for raging pectoral muscles), and some kitty crap.
After a hard day of work, and spending money I don't have yet (thank YOU credit card gods!) I decided to shave my head and shower. Yup. I now have a military-style buzzcut, self-made, and now I look like one of those Rent-A-Cop security dudes. No beard, just a big, bad-assed moustachio.
Not much time to do anything this evening. I may as well crash early tonight.
Later peeps. O_x
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
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