Had a lovely evening with the wife tonight. Went to the mall for a card show and to check up on Skyler on her first day on the job. We basically only hit one table but she helped me go through the cards looking for White Sox cards. Then she checked my lists for me. The girl behind the table was very pleasant and we chatted while we searched. It’s always nice to get out and spend time alone together.
That’s why this is a little late. Technically it’s after midnight here. And I have to be up at 6:30 for work. And yes, they posted Sunday too. So I’ll be working 11 days straight before my 3 day holiday weekend.
I’ve seen on a couple of other blogs that they were talking about their 1st jobs so I figured that would be a good subject for my first Flashback Friday.
My first job was at TJ Maxx. I assume they are all over, I know it was a chain, but if not, they are mainly a cheaper clothing outlet with all kinds of other things as well. I remember having to wear the gray smock over my dress clothes. I had to wear ties to that job, and if you know me, that’s a negative in my book. I was 16 so I could only work limited hours but I usually worked a few nights and the weekends.
I ran the register, straightened shelves, a little bit of everything. Even cleaned bathrooms, and let me say, women are way messier than men. Running the register was my favorite, as much as I hate people now, I enjoyed dealing with them back them. I was young and stupid, what can I say.
Mostly what I remember from that job was going to Hacienda on lunch breaks, ordering pop and eating the free chips for a whole meal. They don’t allow you to do that anymore, they don’t bring the chips till you order your food. So much for cheap meals. The other thing I remember is perfume fights. When one of the other employees would walk buy, you come up behind them and spray a crap load of perfume on them so they would reek with it the rest of the day.
It wasn’t a bad job by any means. Not an exciting story I know, but I don’t really remember too much about it. It was 23 year ago. Holy Crap, I’m old.
WTF Did They Say?
Welcome to the 2nd edition of WTF Did They Say. Today’s stooge hales from Indiana and doesn’t know how to keep his mouth shut. Need I say more? Yeah, it was me.
My plant manager walked up to me and asked if I was going to play the lottery tonight, my quick response, with obviously no thought.
“You don’t pay me enough to afford to play the lottery”
Probably shouldn’t tell the person who pays you that. I told you I wasn’t that bright. But wait, there’s more.
My foreman came up and handed out new handbooks, I took it, listened to his speal about it, then asked
“So does everyone get the same handbook or does each person get a different one since everyone has their own rules”
Maybe I should have titled this “Reason’s Why Jeff Will Never Advance at This Company.”
Yeah, I’m an idiot. Good thing they are used to putting up with me. If I ever start to suck at my job, I may be gone in a heartbeat. Hey mom, you got room in the basement?