And on the Fourth Day....

Yesterday at work was fun.
It was a two day coupon sale majig. It didn't go too bad or busy. I'll see the figures this morning and see how well our department went.
It was my fourth day. My number works in the system so I can get my commission and I got a permanent name tag.
Cons: I shorted a man a twenty dollar bill. Whoops... He'll come in today to get it back. My bad. He wasn't angry or anything though, which was good. It was weird because David watched me count and everything, but Dave looked through our receipts later and worked it out. I had given the guy the wrong change.

A woman was looking for a pair of black dress shoes. It was hard finding anything in her size that wasn't 60 dollars. She said she was only going to wear them once. She had a weird uptight sorta English or Austrian accent. I found it amusing... I decided not to ask about her tone of voice. I asked what the occasion was. She said that tonight she was going to the Des Moines Opera. I then noticed the opera ball cap she was wearing. She must be a member. I asked her which one and she said Les Miserabe. She asked if I had heard of it. I told her that we were going to almost do it for our marching band show. She told me that since I hadn't ever seen an opera before, I should. I found some plain black flats for 14 dollars. I also found a pleasant customer.

oh! And while talking to a customer who was checking out, I asked if she would believe it was my fourth day. She leaned over to look at my name tag. "You're not doing too bad Jackie. Oh! you spell your name the same way I do."
"How do you spell your Jacquelyn?" I asked suspiciously.
"With and -lyn", she replied.
"J-a-c-q-u-e-l-y-n?" I asked. She pointed to the credit card in my hand. It was the same. "WOW! That's how I spell mine too!"
"I know! Some people like to spell it -line."
"Yeah! but that's Jacque-LINE. That doesn't make any sense at all!" I said. We laughed and when I brought her shoes around the counter for her, I shook her hand and said,"I thought I was the last of my kind!"
That was fun... :)

While straightening shoes, a woman came up to me and asked,"Is there a second floor?"
I said 'no'.
"Is there a first floor?" she asked. What? no! this is a spare 13th.
"You're new aren't you?"I asked.
"So this is it?" she asked.
"yeah. It is."

Tuxedo shirt

Today I got up this morning after being awaken by someone calling for my dad. I answered the phone and gave it to him. I was supposed to call Mike when I woke up, so I went back into his room to retrieve my phone. Dad then stopped to ask about how my computer training had gone at work. I gave him a copy of my dress code and how hard it was to find anything in my closet to wear.
After calling Mike and getting dressed, I went to the mall with my dad. We bought some clothes at Target and Fashion Bug. I ran into Katie Conway at Target and she was a sweetie cucumber and helped me out lots. :D
I went to Cici's Pizza with my dad for lunch, then to GoodWill to buy some skirts for work. Also while there, Dad found the most sweetest awesomest Jacket. I am so happy. :D


Today I didn't do that much besides that. Was on the computer a lot. Watched some tv. You know. Stuff.
Around 9:00 is when Mike gets off work and i talk to him. Michael was saying how he'd like me there while he was baking at the moment and how things are much more fun while I'm there. Then he said something incredibly sweet...:

and i can wink at you in real life instead of that popeye simpson looking motherfucker
lol, i like to too, almost as much my love to kiss you
and the best part is, i'm not kidding
it's all true baby!
lol, the things you do to me......
and apparantly the things i do to you
what do you think you do to me dear?
how else would i have inspiration to say such words?
how else could one know love unless the gaze upon their loves face as i have?
my heart heightens to new levels of excitement, my pulse quickens by your touch, my lips tingles looking to be pressed against yours
my hair stands up as you appoarch, my breath gets heavier when i think about you "jackie, jackie"
these things and a thousand more, but how can one describe the affects of love on a simple messager. science still can't make sense of it

Shoes?!

I went in today at Younkers for job training orientation thing. I didn't have to watch and company videos. It was just me and sweet sweet Dianne talking over the handbook thingy since I've never had a job before. I got a tour and found out that I was going to be working in shoes. I'll get commission which is okay I guess. I learned about a credit card boot camp if I don't meet my goal of signing someone up for a card in a week, and if I do sell a card, I get to go to a "breakfast of champions". Fun stuff.
I signed up to volunteer at the art fair on next Sunday too.
When I got home I ate a sammich and turned on my computer to talk to Mike. He wasn't on so I went to go watch "a haunting" on Discovery. Man- I love that show... Anywho-
So when Michael got online I told him I'd be working in shoes.
"p.s. say hi to my ex for me sometime. (she also works at younkers in the shoes department)" Mike typed.
I look down at my work schedule for next week. Fuuuuuck. I work with her on Wednesday and Thursday. :) Fun stuff. Maybe we'll be friends. lol.
Exciting.

I got a job!

AHHHH!!!! :D I got a job at Younkers! SUCCESS!!!
I Start job training on Tuesday at 10:30!!!!!
I get paid for training AND for filling out the damn paperwork I did today.

WOOOO HOOOO!!!! *pelvic thrust* ugh!

INTERVIEW!!!

I GOT AN INTERVIEW AT YOUNKERS NEXT SATURDAY AT THREEEEEEEEE!!!!!

*PELVIC THRUST* UGH!

Bitchin' in the Kitchen

Yesterday, I brought my sack of bubbles and accessories to school along with my Groucho Marx glasses. Before my final, I sat in the hallway next to a girl in my math class that I don't know the name of. A dean of student lady person walked up the stairs and as she passed by- pointed at her head. Oh right- I had my rabbit hat on. But apparently it doesn't matter if I blow bubbles as I had a bubble pipe in my hand ready to blow as she made eye contact with me. Alrighty. Note to self....

I cleaned out my locker pretty much, then took the bus 23 home. I called Mike and asked my dad to take me to the library. I was meeting Mike there and going to drop off my application around the corner at the flower shop, but it was closed "At meeting- be back soon." I waited for about 30 minutes I think with Mike. A field trip of preschoolers from the science center walked by. One named Devin was being yelled at for dropping his water bottle constantly. The class was threatened with them being taken away. Cute. :)
Mike and I went to Wal-Mart by where he lives and picked up some stuff for our pizza. We sided on pepperoni, baby swiss, mozzarella, and meatballs. Mike was strongly opposed to bacon bits. I don't know what the hell his problem is. lol.
At his house, we started putting stuff together. Mike pulled out the baggies of dough he had made the night before. They were mushy and too soft.
"What's in this?" I asked Mike.
"Flour and water. You know- dough."
"Uhh... Mike. That's not how you make dough"
"Sure it is! That's all that's in it. I didn't have a recipe but I worked it out,"Michael said.
"Honey- that's paper mache. That's not how you make dough...."I tried to reason with him.
"You know what- I'll call my mom right now!" he said trying to prove his point. He pulls out his cellphone right there and dials his mother. She informs him that there must be something he's missing and to consult the Betty Crocker Cookbook.
"AHA!" I exclaimed triumphantly.
"Betty Crocker- there is no Betty Crocker Cookbook...." Mike says to his mom.
I reach in the cupboard and pull out the familiar "Better Homes and Gardens" red plaid binder. "It's right here honey." It's not until then that I notice, no where it says Betty's name on it. Why do we all refer to it that way? Mike asks me this question.
I spill out all of the information I know about Mrs. Crocker and how you modernized cooking today. Thank goodness I watch the History Channel...
"She was a test kitchen Nazi from what I understand,"I tell him.
I made the dough over and it was the first time I needed to knead something. It was really fun. :D

Somewhere in our cooking as we let the dough to rest for 10 minutes, we got caught up in the couch and each other. Mike is terribly sweet and cuddly. This was one of these days where he was most like this. He is such a wonderfully adorable and amazing boy. :)
We finished pizza making and Mike's brother Dustin came by. While the pizza was in the oven, Dustin played the piano and sang. It made me laugh a lot. We ate our pizza together on the couch, and it turned out really well. I loved it. :D We still have another batch of dough and sauce. It'll be some fun good times then too.
This weekend Mike and I are going to bake some cream cheese cookies from a recipe we found in the book. It sounds really good. Well, Mike had to take me home early so him and Dustin could play bridge with a group of really old people. It was a great afternoon and I enjoyed it. Fun times.

Eyelashes

I kicked ass on my math final today- I think. I mean, I totally sucked at it but then again, I totally kicked its ass!! I won't know how I did until tomorrow when my grade is posted. :D
Today I applied for JC Penney's online and am going with my dad to the library to pick some stuff up. Later tonight, Justin, (hopefully) Mara and I are going to see Indiana Jones at 4:00. I'll be looking forward to that. I've never actually hung out with Justin outside of school band and him taking me home once. It'll be great seeing him again. Maybe I'll hang out with him more often this summer. This summer- I see good things happening.
I'm setting goals and priorities. I'm used to taking the bus now. I have a great boyfriend. I'll hopefully be able to spend time with friends. Who knows?! I might just get a job. Being 16- it's great. I didn't think things would change- but maybe they will.
Tomorrow I have one last final- American History. It doesn't count against me and I pretty much rule in that class so... yeah. No problem.

oh! Yesterday I was taking a shower and lost a few eyelashes. I put them on the shower wall and just froze for a second. I never thought I was that interesting of a character. Peculiar. Stuff that sitcoms and funny teen novels are made out of. but maybe- I am. What a great lyric it would make though.

"I keep eyelashes on my shower wall
for whenever I need a wish
four leaf clovers and stars that fall
don't quite do the trick"

Searching for a Job I don't want

Yesterday I got Three! -count 'em- THREE Oingo Boingo cds and one Modest Mouse cd. Dad paid me back for the money I spent at school last week and gave me fourty instead of the 24. Alright! :D So, I got those four kickass cds for only 20 bucks. Kickass! Cd warehouse- you are my hero... I don't know what I'd do without you.
I mean, on Thursday when I went downtown by myself, I was sure that ZZZ records would have some Oingo Boingo. I even looked in vinyl though I don't personally own a record player. I just had to get my hands on some of that musicy goodness. They had a tab for the band even- nothing next to it.... I felt pretty damn lucky to get me some at the warehouse.
When I was also downtown on Thursday, I got a book I've wanted for a while- DIY: Design it Yourself. Now, I love being a musician, but I also love being an artist. I got some nifty ideas for when I start becoming successful with my music, I'll be able to self promote or other.
Alright- back to what I was saying about yesterday.

Yesterday, Mara called me up from Tanaya's house and my dad picked them up and took us all downtown. I picked up a job application at a flower place. The first app I've ever taken. wow....
I have no idea what the hell it is these flower people do or what they want me to do. Uhh.. So, I got an application. At the bottom is a "Summarize your special skills or qualifications".

What?

What is it these people do? What would they expect or want from me? The whole back page is for places of previous employment. Ugh. I have none.

So- where do I want to work?
No food. That's basically it. Or Hy-Vee. I'd rather not work at the mall either. I just don't want people from school to bother me. I'd rather work Downtown and do something. Otherwise- I don't care what I do. Manual labor? uhh... I don't think I should worry about having to do that.

Dream (probably unrealistic?) jobs
-bakery
-books
-fashion or clothes
-art
-flowers
-home goods
-vintage/thrift store
-music
-advertising

Dad asked if I could give piano lessons. I don't think I could. I'd rather try to play my own music and see where that goes. Maybe I could make a goal out of that. Play a gig tis summer and make a cd. I can work with that. I'll see where that goes.

Tanaya and Mara Downtown