Yay! I'm finally out of my depressed mode.
That's pretty much all I want to say, really. Guess what? The past two days I've been helping people out with the luggage department countless of times, and I got annoyed with it. It's just, it's Warehouse sale, and we're almost out of stock, and every time someone asks me for a piece, I always would have to come out of the storage room without anything. I feel like I'm always making excuses, and I know that those customers might think I'm incompetent. That's why I don't like to do luggage. I'll keep with shoes. But I don't know... hopefully my in confident feeling would sooner or later subside.
Uhmm... what else to say? There's not much news about SweetestIrony. Nor my fics. I posted the second chapter of What You Will, but there's very little reviewers. I'm a bit sad about it, but I'm really trying to train myself to write because I love to (and I really do), and not to do it for reviews. I just think about one of my favorite authors who is amazing at writing, but gets so few feedbacks. That doesn't stop her, so what should that me? Yeah... that's what I think.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Loving The Bad, Hating the Good
Today I worked another eight hour shift. Tomorrow I am off, so that's always a good thing.
Once you've succeeded in making your first sales of luggage, you'd feel like you can do anything. I've felt it again this morning... well, afternoon really. I'm not very much of the salesperson to do luggage. I'm always at shoes, so I get butterflies every time someone asks for help in the luggage. Today, I helped a man who was a bit confusing, but he thanked me very much for my help, and I felt so relieved and grateful. I love it when people thank me. It's such a simple phrase, but it really makes my day as a salesperson. It just makes me feel as if I did a job well done and that I'm being thanked for all the efforts put in.
My glasses broke about an hour into my shift. I removed them to fix my hair. I was about to put them back when the handle on the left side just broke off. It was so difficult to put it back on. Actually, I couldn't at all. I had to go without my glasses for about fifteen minutes. Then I wondered if I could tuck them in to my hairband, but they kept popping out of the slot. My co-worker helped me tape them up so that they wouldn't budge. And then... that's pretty much how I got on for the rest of the day.
My father is taking my sister and I tomorrow in the movies. I'm so excited! My Dad doesn't usually take us out on casual outings. If he wants to go out, he'd find a beach, a mountain, or a lake or go into another province and stay there for four days in a hotel. Doing a little thing with him tomorrow is just as nice. But I'm wondering how my glasses would hold up. I hope I can still use them for that long.
Anyway, the main point of this post is to actually pour out something that I've been feeling lately. So... you know how I'm a writer in fanfiction.net? Well, the forums that I've been going to recently have... brought me mixed feelings. The people are nice and funny, but it's like being thrown back into elementary for me. And I'm not talking about the childishness. I'm talking about how I felt back when I was in elementary. Back then, I never really fit in. I was the odd one out all the time, and regardless whether people were good or friendly, there's something that would make me feel uncomfortable around them. And this is exactly what's been happening. I've been having so much fun in that forum, but after getting to know everybody a bit more beyond their writing and their pen names, it's like I'm just in a different league. It's like I'm different. Of course, how would I really know when I've never met them before, right? But... I can just tell. Maybe getting to know them better would only confirm my assumption that I'm much too different from them, or it may be the opposite. I don't know. But since I loved going to the forums, I just... I don't want to feel left out. And nobody's making me feel left out. *I'm* making myself feel left out and I don't know why. It's nobody's fault. It's my fault, but I don't know how to fix it.
I'm in a depressed state. I hate it when something so good for me ends. I don't know what to do. I think a break from the forums would be good. I think a break from fanfiction.net would also be good.
Once you've succeeded in making your first sales of luggage, you'd feel like you can do anything. I've felt it again this morning... well, afternoon really. I'm not very much of the salesperson to do luggage. I'm always at shoes, so I get butterflies every time someone asks for help in the luggage. Today, I helped a man who was a bit confusing, but he thanked me very much for my help, and I felt so relieved and grateful. I love it when people thank me. It's such a simple phrase, but it really makes my day as a salesperson. It just makes me feel as if I did a job well done and that I'm being thanked for all the efforts put in.
My glasses broke about an hour into my shift. I removed them to fix my hair. I was about to put them back when the handle on the left side just broke off. It was so difficult to put it back on. Actually, I couldn't at all. I had to go without my glasses for about fifteen minutes. Then I wondered if I could tuck them in to my hairband, but they kept popping out of the slot. My co-worker helped me tape them up so that they wouldn't budge. And then... that's pretty much how I got on for the rest of the day.
My father is taking my sister and I tomorrow in the movies. I'm so excited! My Dad doesn't usually take us out on casual outings. If he wants to go out, he'd find a beach, a mountain, or a lake or go into another province and stay there for four days in a hotel. Doing a little thing with him tomorrow is just as nice. But I'm wondering how my glasses would hold up. I hope I can still use them for that long.
Anyway, the main point of this post is to actually pour out something that I've been feeling lately. So... you know how I'm a writer in fanfiction.net? Well, the forums that I've been going to recently have... brought me mixed feelings. The people are nice and funny, but it's like being thrown back into elementary for me. And I'm not talking about the childishness. I'm talking about how I felt back when I was in elementary. Back then, I never really fit in. I was the odd one out all the time, and regardless whether people were good or friendly, there's something that would make me feel uncomfortable around them. And this is exactly what's been happening. I've been having so much fun in that forum, but after getting to know everybody a bit more beyond their writing and their pen names, it's like I'm just in a different league. It's like I'm different. Of course, how would I really know when I've never met them before, right? But... I can just tell. Maybe getting to know them better would only confirm my assumption that I'm much too different from them, or it may be the opposite. I don't know. But since I loved going to the forums, I just... I don't want to feel left out. And nobody's making me feel left out. *I'm* making myself feel left out and I don't know why. It's nobody's fault. It's my fault, but I don't know how to fix it.
I'm in a depressed state. I hate it when something so good for me ends. I don't know what to do. I think a break from the forums would be good. I think a break from fanfiction.net would also be good.
Rainy Days of the Week
So, I haven't written in sixteen days. I feel bad about that, since I thought I might be able to write more during the summer. I'll try my best next time.
Anyway, there's nothing much going on. At least nothing interesting. I'm working around thirty hours each week because there are two people on vacation. It isn't actually so bad. I thought at first that it might be hard working eight hours a week, but really, it's quite fun when there aren't a lot of people in the mall. I just hate stupid customers.
By the way, yesterday I found out that mall employees get 10% of in any food or beverage stores. So when I bought my favorite cafe vanilla frapuccino, I didn't have to pay almost four dollars for it. I'd try it again today with New York Fries. I love their poutine.
Well, what I really want to talk about is my stories. I've finally posted Ten Days, but I'm putting that on halt for now. Instead, I would be spending most of my energy working on What You Will and Sticks and Stones. Unfortunately, cases of writer's block are more common nowadays than back then. I put up the Word document and start typing on the keyboard, but nothing would come out. I'm mind-boggled. Nothing in my brain. It's frustrating. I still have the window up right now (well, actually I have it down) but I'm trying to write chapter two. I'm also currently listening to some of Sarah Geronimo's videos right now in YouTube. I just love her voice!
Anyway, there's nothing much going on. At least nothing interesting. I'm working around thirty hours each week because there are two people on vacation. It isn't actually so bad. I thought at first that it might be hard working eight hours a week, but really, it's quite fun when there aren't a lot of people in the mall. I just hate stupid customers.
By the way, yesterday I found out that mall employees get 10% of in any food or beverage stores. So when I bought my favorite cafe vanilla frapuccino, I didn't have to pay almost four dollars for it. I'd try it again today with New York Fries. I love their poutine.
Well, what I really want to talk about is my stories. I've finally posted Ten Days, but I'm putting that on halt for now. Instead, I would be spending most of my energy working on What You Will and Sticks and Stones. Unfortunately, cases of writer's block are more common nowadays than back then. I put up the Word document and start typing on the keyboard, but nothing would come out. I'm mind-boggled. Nothing in my brain. It's frustrating. I still have the window up right now (well, actually I have it down) but I'm trying to write chapter two. I'm also currently listening to some of Sarah Geronimo's videos right now in YouTube. I just love her voice!
Monday, July 7, 2008
The Good Bad Days
So for two days in a row, I seem to be having what I recently called a 'good bad day' or 'bad good day'. Either/or.
I'll start with yesterday. When I went to work, I knew things were going to be a bit of a drag. I was working 6 and half hours, and the other new worker besides me were going to be left alone after 3 o'clock. It was Sunday, and the store became busy after the we were left alone.
I was still in a really good mood, because in the morning there was this super nice woman who complimented and thanked me for helping her. And then came along this guy... he was filing a complaint against our product because it wasn't good. I know that the policy for returning shoes is that if it is damaged, we can't take it back. It's understandable; how would we sell it again? So... my supervisor's in vacation and here is this guy who thinks he's all that. He begins talking with me, and I clearly explain that there isn't much that I could do about it. He tells me that I'm exhausting him because he was the one who was doing all the talking. I wasn't talking to him because I've already explained myself; if he wanted to talk and complain more, well that's not my fault.
He goes over to the cashier to do the return, and the cashier knew we weren't supposed to accept it. We called up the manager from the management department so that she could deal with him. I went on break. Later on, I was told that he began insulting the people who were actually helping him. Ugh, he placed me in such a bad mood.
Like I've said, I was new and I was with another new person. Employees in the shoe department are all responsible for the luggage department as well. I haven't handled luggage before and neither has my co-worker. The night before I prayed that nobody would ask for luggage. I remembered that it wasn't everyday that people come by to ask for luggage. And then guess what? Yesterday, somebody needed help with the luggage! Just my luck, right? My co-worker was helping somebody else, so I had to help the poor old man. I made it clear that it was my first time dealing with bags, and he told me that it was alright. He just needed my opinion. I tried to make up for my lack of experience with the little bit of knowledge I know, and some improvising. In the end... it worked! He bought a piece of luggage! I was so happy!
Today wasn't entirely as bad as yesterday. It was the first time in a long time when my Mom, my sister and I went shopping out together again. So, we went to eat outside and then headed for Pacific Mall. I found Super Junior's CD! I got it for such a good deal. 2 CD's, 36 songs, for only $25. Yup... so I'm listening to it right now.
I'll start with yesterday. When I went to work, I knew things were going to be a bit of a drag. I was working 6 and half hours, and the other new worker besides me were going to be left alone after 3 o'clock. It was Sunday, and the store became busy after the we were left alone.
I was still in a really good mood, because in the morning there was this super nice woman who complimented and thanked me for helping her. And then came along this guy... he was filing a complaint against our product because it wasn't good. I know that the policy for returning shoes is that if it is damaged, we can't take it back. It's understandable; how would we sell it again? So... my supervisor's in vacation and here is this guy who thinks he's all that. He begins talking with me, and I clearly explain that there isn't much that I could do about it. He tells me that I'm exhausting him because he was the one who was doing all the talking. I wasn't talking to him because I've already explained myself; if he wanted to talk and complain more, well that's not my fault.
He goes over to the cashier to do the return, and the cashier knew we weren't supposed to accept it. We called up the manager from the management department so that she could deal with him. I went on break. Later on, I was told that he began insulting the people who were actually helping him. Ugh, he placed me in such a bad mood.
Like I've said, I was new and I was with another new person. Employees in the shoe department are all responsible for the luggage department as well. I haven't handled luggage before and neither has my co-worker. The night before I prayed that nobody would ask for luggage. I remembered that it wasn't everyday that people come by to ask for luggage. And then guess what? Yesterday, somebody needed help with the luggage! Just my luck, right? My co-worker was helping somebody else, so I had to help the poor old man. I made it clear that it was my first time dealing with bags, and he told me that it was alright. He just needed my opinion. I tried to make up for my lack of experience with the little bit of knowledge I know, and some improvising. In the end... it worked! He bought a piece of luggage! I was so happy!
Today wasn't entirely as bad as yesterday. It was the first time in a long time when my Mom, my sister and I went shopping out together again. So, we went to eat outside and then headed for Pacific Mall. I found Super Junior's CD! I got it for such a good deal. 2 CD's, 36 songs, for only $25. Yup... so I'm listening to it right now.
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