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Name: blair Country: United States State: Louisiana Metro: Baton Rouge Gender: Female
Interests: boys, sock hops, purses with my initials on them, sweatpants with hot girl and bootylicious written across the ass. Expertise: rollerblading to spacejam on my carport thats about 12 square feet of pace Occupation: Supervisory Industry: Hospitality
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Member Since:
11/16/2005
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| so i started my new job as the inside and outside sales representative for fast signs. whatever that means. my job entails getting up not at three thirty, but at 6:45. i then go to work for eight. i then answer phones, play on computers, mail out personalized letter to potential customers, and help oh maybe the total of three cutsomers that walk into the store everyday. i then get an hour lunch, and then go home at five. i feel like such a lazy slob. its way too easy and im scared that theyre going to figure out how easy it is and make it really hard for me.
though, in the meanwhile, it's really easy. i guess i like it, though its kinda strange working with derek. driving to and from work and then being there all day with him. wow. definetly different. | | |
| so the neighbor upstairs decided that it wasnt enough to play his video games at full blast with surround sound this morning. no he decided that what better place to begin practicing how to play the drums and his new electric keybaord than in st jean apartments. so i woke up to need for speed racing video game part three, and after banging on the wall several times out of anger, causing the neighbor to stop playing the loud ass game. i finally got up. no sooner did i do this than he begins play his drum set. this guys not good. he's ben practicing it for months and he only knows one beat, and the beat is stupid. he drummer boy...... YOU SUCK!! now i decide to bang on the wall again. he stops the stupid drumming. he then moves onto the newest edition to his musical wake up call. which is the keyboard...... full blast...... and a very bad rendition of chopsticks!!!!! JESUS!!! i hate st jean. long story short, im awake.
moving on we have been talking alot about buying a townhouse or a condo,..... or, possibly building a house.. wouldnt that be neat? isnt it fun pretending to be rich when you know you will most likely live in st jean well on through your 40's. well i think it rocks.
today is tip day at the coffee shop. this means i get to lug a bucket of money to the local coinstar maching and dump it in the machine so that it can count my money so that i dont have to..... out of like 400 dollars it steals about 40 bucks...... then i disperse it amongst the staff. i breaks down to like 1.50 and hour on a good pay period. combine that with around minimum wage, and well community coffee is robbing all those poor baristas.
next week i begin my new job..... i have no idea what that entails, but i think i will change the part in my hair. that should even the playing field.
random fact.......... barbie.... or casie. whatever. would you consider a job at a hotel or in mississippi or alexandria as a hotel manager. i have a customer who's looking for one.
carry on | | |
| http://www.chucknorrisfacts.com/
this is the best website ever!!!!! derek showed this too me | | |
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my sister jaime showed me this while back... enjoy | | |
| hold the phone!!!! stop everything!! i totally just found out that two of my friends back from new orleans... brothers at that have both started their own bands.. and by just started, i mean theyve been around for like 3 years and im only just finding out about them...... your job. to spread this like wildfire so they can get famous. pass on their music.
http://www.myspace.com/thesilentgame http://www.myspace.com/thecitylife1 | | |
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