I had the most amazing day with Keeley and Tammy today. Here are a few of my favorite pictures!
Sunday, May 30, 2010
MOOSE!
I had the most amazing day with Keeley and Tammy today. Here are a few of my favorite pictures!
The Fortune Cookie in the Hotel Garbage
So.....for a while I worked at the Days Inn in Hurricane. And okay, "a while" means two weeks. But it was an interesting experience with quite a few moments to remember.
It all began when I was looking for a job, five weeks before the date I was due to leave for Sweden. Mor noticed that the marquee in front of the Days Inn said "Help Wanted". So I went in, and the Indian (as in, from India) lady there told me to call her the next day to set up a time for "laundry tanning". (I'm assuming she meant "training".) Lo and Behold, I called her the next day and she informed me that they no longer needed help.
However, two weeks later they needed help again. I went in again. And a few days later they called me. And then I began working. It wasn't a very nice thing to start working when I knew I was leaving in three weeks, but I really needed the money so my parents said I should take it anyway and just not tell them yet....so yeah.
I got up at 5 AM every morning during those two weeks, and that was not fun....yay coffee! And on my first day working there, a girl came in and asked if we were hiring...haha, sorry dearie! I wanted so badly to write down her information and contact her later and tell her that she could get the job in a couple of weeks. Other than that, my first day was rather unremarkable. Learned how to use the computers and set up the continental breakfast. (Is there a global breakfast?)
My second day there, I had hot chocolate for breakfast instead of coffee. Bad idea. I don't really know if that was coincidence or not...but I totally fell asleep at the desk that day. I was awoken by an angry German man who wanted coffee. That night, I had a dream that I fell asleep again behind the desk before even setting up breakfast. Which would be impossible since I don't even go behind the desk before setting up the breakfast.
After that I started having coffee every morning, at three times recommended concentration. That helped me to stay awake, but I became oh-so-bored. I sat behind the desk daydreaming, waiting impatiently for 9 o'clock so that I could finally begin the laundry. Hey, it was doing something!
Work was fine after that. Well, other than taking out the trash. Every day I had to take out the garbage from both inside and outside...and it was absolutely awful. Every single day it seemed some sort of unidentifiable, rancid, odious garbage juice would leak out and drip all over my shoes. I started wearing the same pair of shoes every day for that purpose.
You sure do meet interesting people while working at a hotel. The names in particular can be intriguing. Once there was a man named John Suchy staying there. Suchy. Hmm. And then there was a Chris Shurtleff. Whenever I had to write his name, I couldn't help but think, "Chris left his shirt." And then of course there was the Llama family. Seriously, their last name was Llamas! And of course....Rich Guy. Okay, so his name was really Guy Rich. Which is funny enough. But in all my documents the last name is listed first, so I was going through papers and suddenly I saw that we were currently hosting....Rich Guy. Oh, yeah.
So as you can see, working there had it's advantages and disadvantages. But after two weeks of work, we decided it was time to let them know fair and square that I was leaving. So my parents gave me "official permission" to go to Sweden, and I told my boss about it the next day. I didn't tell him right away, of course. He was mentally asleep when I first saw him, and then I was too busy cleaning. And then I found a fortune cookie in the hotel garbage. (No, I did not open it. But I thought it was intriguing. Somebody threw their fortune away.)And then, I met Swedes! The nice Swedish lady, Annika, asked if she could take a picture of me when we were finished talking. ^^
And then I quit. I told my boss that I didn't have to quit until May 31, but he found someone else pretty dang quickly if I do say so myself. So, after 3 days of work to pay off my parents, 1 for Kayla, and a few more for myself, I am no longer employed.
Except for now I work sometimes at Albertson's, doing demos for pizza and such. Note: If you are ever in a store and you really like one of the samples you receive, please buy it. Did you know that a demo-er is not considered "worth it" unless they can sell enough extra of the product that they make five times more than they are paid?
The End.
It all began when I was looking for a job, five weeks before the date I was due to leave for Sweden. Mor noticed that the marquee in front of the Days Inn said "Help Wanted". So I went in, and the Indian (as in, from India) lady there told me to call her the next day to set up a time for "laundry tanning". (I'm assuming she meant "training".) Lo and Behold, I called her the next day and she informed me that they no longer needed help.
However, two weeks later they needed help again. I went in again. And a few days later they called me. And then I began working. It wasn't a very nice thing to start working when I knew I was leaving in three weeks, but I really needed the money so my parents said I should take it anyway and just not tell them yet....so yeah.
I got up at 5 AM every morning during those two weeks, and that was not fun....yay coffee! And on my first day working there, a girl came in and asked if we were hiring...haha, sorry dearie! I wanted so badly to write down her information and contact her later and tell her that she could get the job in a couple of weeks. Other than that, my first day was rather unremarkable. Learned how to use the computers and set up the continental breakfast. (Is there a global breakfast?)
My second day there, I had hot chocolate for breakfast instead of coffee. Bad idea. I don't really know if that was coincidence or not...but I totally fell asleep at the desk that day. I was awoken by an angry German man who wanted coffee. That night, I had a dream that I fell asleep again behind the desk before even setting up breakfast. Which would be impossible since I don't even go behind the desk before setting up the breakfast.
After that I started having coffee every morning, at three times recommended concentration. That helped me to stay awake, but I became oh-so-bored. I sat behind the desk daydreaming, waiting impatiently for 9 o'clock so that I could finally begin the laundry. Hey, it was doing something!
Work was fine after that. Well, other than taking out the trash. Every day I had to take out the garbage from both inside and outside...and it was absolutely awful. Every single day it seemed some sort of unidentifiable, rancid, odious garbage juice would leak out and drip all over my shoes. I started wearing the same pair of shoes every day for that purpose.
You sure do meet interesting people while working at a hotel. The names in particular can be intriguing. Once there was a man named John Suchy staying there. Suchy. Hmm. And then there was a Chris Shurtleff. Whenever I had to write his name, I couldn't help but think, "Chris left his shirt." And then of course there was the Llama family. Seriously, their last name was Llamas! And of course....Rich Guy. Okay, so his name was really Guy Rich. Which is funny enough. But in all my documents the last name is listed first, so I was going through papers and suddenly I saw that we were currently hosting....Rich Guy. Oh, yeah.
So as you can see, working there had it's advantages and disadvantages. But after two weeks of work, we decided it was time to let them know fair and square that I was leaving. So my parents gave me "official permission" to go to Sweden, and I told my boss about it the next day. I didn't tell him right away, of course. He was mentally asleep when I first saw him, and then I was too busy cleaning. And then I found a fortune cookie in the hotel garbage. (No, I did not open it. But I thought it was intriguing. Somebody threw their fortune away.)And then, I met Swedes! The nice Swedish lady, Annika, asked if she could take a picture of me when we were finished talking. ^^
And then I quit. I told my boss that I didn't have to quit until May 31, but he found someone else pretty dang quickly if I do say so myself. So, after 3 days of work to pay off my parents, 1 for Kayla, and a few more for myself, I am no longer employed.
Except for now I work sometimes at Albertson's, doing demos for pizza and such. Note: If you are ever in a store and you really like one of the samples you receive, please buy it. Did you know that a demo-er is not considered "worth it" unless they can sell enough extra of the product that they make five times more than they are paid?
The End.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Maybe it's because I love you too much
Keira Knightley can indeed sing, imagine that!
I adore this song, and it's been running through my head on and off for the past couple of months. It's so heartfelt, and oh-so-applicable at times, you know?
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Short Order
*Gasp!* I have a blog! Oh, dear....
I'm not entirely sure that this is the right move to make, given my tendency to start all of these online endeavors and drop them just as suddenly, but, for now at least....Yes. I have a blog.
It all began when I was telling the Short One about my day at work, and how we had run out of prepackaged pastries for the continental breakfast and thus had to use English muffins instead, which was simply dreadful because English muffins, unlike good old Svenhard's pastries, get crumbs everywhere! Which means that I have more dishes to wash.
Well, there must have been something vastly entertaining about my story or the way I told it, for Short One told me that I should start a blog. (You may come to regret this, Moony!) Now, believe it or not, I am not in the habit of following every last one of Krystal's orders (just most of them...), but there is definitely some merit in her idea, given that in less than three weeks...I'm going to Sweden! And so many people are going to want to know all about what happens each day, and I won't want to say it all five times....thus, this!
Having said that, it's a good question if I will even keep up on this while I am in Sweden. Personally, I think that doing pretty much anything online while you are in a foreign country for such a short while is kind of a waste of time. There's so much to do! But, if I ever have a minute in the evenings, if Lisa and I aren't partying too hard, maybe I'll hurry and scrawl something here.
So....ta da!
(Oh...and Short Order is an awesome movie. ;P)
I'm not entirely sure that this is the right move to make, given my tendency to start all of these online endeavors and drop them just as suddenly, but, for now at least....Yes. I have a blog.
It all began when I was telling the Short One about my day at work, and how we had run out of prepackaged pastries for the continental breakfast and thus had to use English muffins instead, which was simply dreadful because English muffins, unlike good old Svenhard's pastries, get crumbs everywhere! Which means that I have more dishes to wash.
Well, there must have been something vastly entertaining about my story or the way I told it, for Short One told me that I should start a blog. (You may come to regret this, Moony!) Now, believe it or not, I am not in the habit of following every last one of Krystal's orders (just most of them...), but there is definitely some merit in her idea, given that in less than three weeks...I'm going to Sweden! And so many people are going to want to know all about what happens each day, and I won't want to say it all five times....thus, this!
Having said that, it's a good question if I will even keep up on this while I am in Sweden. Personally, I think that doing pretty much anything online while you are in a foreign country for such a short while is kind of a waste of time. There's so much to do! But, if I ever have a minute in the evenings, if Lisa and I aren't partying too hard, maybe I'll hurry and scrawl something here.
So....ta da!
(Oh...and Short Order is an awesome movie. ;P)
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