Excellent, excellent news!!!  Last Wednesday was my last day at the department store! :D  I no longer have to cater to the needs of pesky customers with no respect for public property.  As of next Monday I work full time at the dealership in the accounting office, and I'm very excited to start my new schedule.  With 50 hours every week on the clock, I'll be making some serious OT (at least by my standards).  I'll be able to save up a ton for my trip to Europe next year! :o)  huzzah!

 

The only downside is that my Saturdays are pretty much taken up completely by work, and Mondays and Wednesdays I won't be getting home until about 9-10pm because I go straight from work to FHE/Institute.  And if I decide to start up KSW again, the same goes for Tuesdays and Thursdays.  I guess I'll just have to learn to manage my time wisely.  Not to mention my funds.  The trip to Europe isn't gonna pay for itself, ya know? haha

 

Anywho, so I'm really excited for my new full time position.  Better pay, regular hours, and I don't have to pick up after rude people!!!  That's the pest perk, I think ;o) lol

Today I was in the "black hole" of the department store.  Or, what I call the black hole, anyway.  It's the Men's department.

 

Since most of the people who come into the store are women, they ususally go to the Sportswear (women's clothing) and Junior departments where I normaly am.  but today they put me in Men's, and with a newbie to boot.  I just looked at her and said "I'm just as clueless as you are, right now."  So they moved her over to shoes.

 

The day went by soooo slowly because hardly any customers came into the department, and the ones that did I couldn't help because I had no clue where anything was.  Boredom makes the clock stand still while time flies when you're having fun.  Interesting how that turns out, no? ;o)

 

But just when I though I was free and clear from any true responsibility today, this guy walks in looking for an entire outfit for a banquet that will match his shoes.  I felt like an idiot saying "Yeah, you'll just have to look around 'cause I've only been in this department for 2 hours."  So he spent the next hour and a half trying on pants and shirts and belts before he found an outfit that worked for him.  Every 10 minutes, though, he'd come up to the front desk to ask if the outfit looked OK.  I'm sorry, but if a grown man can't look in the mirror and tell for himself whether or not he looks good, he's got some serious clothing issues.

 

How do you NOT know if a shirt looks good on you??? Sure, he might've wanted an outside opinion, but he seemed to really not know if it look good or not.  So sad.

 

I can't wait to get another job....