
Good. You know your music. You should be able to work at Championship Vinyl with Rob, Dick and Barry
Do You Know Your Music (Sorry MTV Generation I Doubt You Can Handle This One)
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So today has been an okay day.
Got up a little late, hot water ran out not even 7 minutes into the shower. I think maybe there had been about 6 showers before me. Argh. Oh well.
Went to work, and... worked for a little while. Had a really good “one-on-one” with my manager, Smith. It was the first Associate (or, “part-timer”) one-on-one ever, because they aren't required in the greater corporate scheme of things, but Smith feels they are important, and I like that. I also like this:
“You know, we like you here, we want to keep ya.”
Meaning? That if something opens up, there is some security in my future. While this would go explictly against my plan to move away after graduation, we all must also consider the fact that hey, a girl's gotta eat.
At lunch (hey! check that segway) I went home and ate quickly, then ran down to the post office and mailed the textbook I sold on amazon. Then I made my way up Baxter Hill to apply for a job with a sandwich place opening a location downtown, half a block from my apartment. Not that I adore making sandwiches, but I'd love to have the money, considering the expenses that are quickly piling up in my name, including (but not limited to) my tutition, which has yet to be paid, and will result in my schedule being cancelled a week from tomorrow if I don't figure something out.
I'm trying to see the bright side of things, but I've been spending a lot of time lately crying, complaining, wondering what in the hell is going to happen to me. I see everyone else destined for great things, and I feel like I'm going to be left behind. Or really, that I won't have any choices in my life: the-job-I-have-to-take-the-place-I-have-to-live-to-things-I-cannot-do.
What kind of life is that? Work to live, live to work? I can't take that. My options are becoming more and more limited.
Oh, the endless fun of growing up.
You are reading the life, times, and general musings of Jenna Tollerson. I am a web developer and consultant living in and around Athens, Georgia, USA. [read more]