Okay, alot has been going on this week.
Monday: Took the technician minicourse for a job at the phone company. Was slightly complicated. Being as I havent had a test since 98. It was a multiple choice bubble test. SO, to make al ong story short. I passed and had to fill out the application. They wanted back 10 years. To when I was 15. Not to mention all of the places i worked for like a week or a month that I just glossed over on my resume. They also need all thei nfo I have on my drivers license. Becasue if I leave it blank and they find something. Then there is a problem. They alos wanted you to put all the times you were unemployed in the same section as past jobs. So, of course, I had like 4 pages. SO Fucking annoying.
Tuesday: Started work at a new warehouse. Artemide Lighting. Apparently it is really expensive shite. Seemed an okay place when I applied and toured it. But, of course, 13 dollars an hour, the last 2 weeks of the month the days are 11 hours m-f, and 5 on saturday. Alot of hours, but I would give it a go anyway. The reality turned out alot worse. They dont have a pallet scale. You have to weight each box individualy. They dont have a sit down forklift. Meaning I cant drive it. And the ones they do have cant be taken outside. The warehouse has next to no organization. There is no location grid. Making it next to impossible for me to find were anything is at all. THEN they decided to teach me how to ship. They are using a windows 2000 UPS program, in addition to a sperate DOS billing screen. I also have to measure each box and enter the dimensions. Eventually, all those different boxes will have to be memorized. What will also have to be memorized is how to quickly do math in my head to figure out how much to insure each box for. The manager is good at math, and expects me to be to. He also mentioned that he might put incorrect info on the line just to test me sometimes. And inferred that I will get in trouble if I miss it. The entire outfit was highly inefficient, and I couldnt stand it. They also smoke inside the place all day long. Which is highly annoying, and hurt my throat. And, at the end of the day, what made me cry inside...I had to sweep up. And I realized something then. I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES. It was this hatred that kept me from working for 9 months. Not a dislike of work. But a dislike of warehouse work.
So, after 9.75 hours of tedious warehouse work. I rushed home and filled out all the paperwork to go to Nassau community college in january. Liberal arts, Humanities and social sciences. I dont know what I want to do with my life. but working warehouse is not it.
Wednesday: Another day of warehouse work. Slightly better do to the fact that I knew something. The day went a bit quicker, and we got out at 5:15. I had to fight not to quit all day. I need to make atleast 2 weeks pay. so i have enough cash to pay off my credit card bills and phone for 2 months.
Thanksgiving: Only 11 people at my aunts house. Small, and very good. Her apple pie wasnt the best. but I cant tell her that!!! I am her favorite! And she got it just for me. Went to see Alexander later that night. The people I went with then proceeded to talk laudly thorughout the entire movie. Making constant loud stupid jokes, and laughing at them. I felt like Iwas with a bunch of 15 year olds. And we are in OUR 20's! Pissed me the fuck off. If I have to talk in a theatre, I whisper, I dont talk loud enough for people to hear. evenb in the serious scenes they are all like "huhuhuih, yeah, in the butt, huhuhuhuh." I am never going to see a movie with them Again.
Monday: Took the technician minicourse for a job at the phone company. Was slightly complicated. Being as I havent had a test since 98. It was a multiple choice bubble test. SO, to make al ong story short. I passed and had to fill out the application. They wanted back 10 years. To when I was 15. Not to mention all of the places i worked for like a week or a month that I just glossed over on my resume. They also need all thei nfo I have on my drivers license. Becasue if I leave it blank and they find something. Then there is a problem. They alos wanted you to put all the times you were unemployed in the same section as past jobs. So, of course, I had like 4 pages. SO Fucking annoying.
Tuesday: Started work at a new warehouse. Artemide Lighting. Apparently it is really expensive shite. Seemed an okay place when I applied and toured it. But, of course, 13 dollars an hour, the last 2 weeks of the month the days are 11 hours m-f, and 5 on saturday. Alot of hours, but I would give it a go anyway. The reality turned out alot worse. They dont have a pallet scale. You have to weight each box individualy. They dont have a sit down forklift. Meaning I cant drive it. And the ones they do have cant be taken outside. The warehouse has next to no organization. There is no location grid. Making it next to impossible for me to find were anything is at all. THEN they decided to teach me how to ship. They are using a windows 2000 UPS program, in addition to a sperate DOS billing screen. I also have to measure each box and enter the dimensions. Eventually, all those different boxes will have to be memorized. What will also have to be memorized is how to quickly do math in my head to figure out how much to insure each box for. The manager is good at math, and expects me to be to. He also mentioned that he might put incorrect info on the line just to test me sometimes. And inferred that I will get in trouble if I miss it. The entire outfit was highly inefficient, and I couldnt stand it. They also smoke inside the place all day long. Which is highly annoying, and hurt my throat. And, at the end of the day, what made me cry inside...I had to sweep up. And I realized something then. I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES I HATE WAREHOUSES. It was this hatred that kept me from working for 9 months. Not a dislike of work. But a dislike of warehouse work.
So, after 9.75 hours of tedious warehouse work. I rushed home and filled out all the paperwork to go to Nassau community college in january. Liberal arts, Humanities and social sciences. I dont know what I want to do with my life. but working warehouse is not it.
Wednesday: Another day of warehouse work. Slightly better do to the fact that I knew something. The day went a bit quicker, and we got out at 5:15. I had to fight not to quit all day. I need to make atleast 2 weeks pay. so i have enough cash to pay off my credit card bills and phone for 2 months.
Thanksgiving: Only 11 people at my aunts house. Small, and very good. Her apple pie wasnt the best. but I cant tell her that!!! I am her favorite! And she got it just for me. Went to see Alexander later that night. The people I went with then proceeded to talk laudly thorughout the entire movie. Making constant loud stupid jokes, and laughing at them. I felt like Iwas with a bunch of 15 year olds. And we are in OUR 20's! Pissed me the fuck off. If I have to talk in a theatre, I whisper, I dont talk loud enough for people to hear. evenb in the serious scenes they are all like "huhuhuih, yeah, in the butt, huhuhuhuh." I am never going to see a movie with them Again.
How was Alexander anyhow, any good(from what you could tell through all the talking)?