The Cat's Out

Jordan and I are, in fact, engaged. Yay!

Life at 21

So far life at 21 years of age is weird. I have a few stories. Let me start with the time I tried to buy my first beer.

The store was Rite Aid, the time was around 1:00pm. I was hanging out with Jordan's mom for the afternoon. She had to make a stop at Rite Aid. While I was there I decided to wander around. "I found the liquor aisle," I said to his mom. Then a thought came to mind. I can finally buy this stuff. It was Monday, the day after my 21st birthday. I looked around for any kind of beer, liquor would be a stupid buy. I don't need a $15 bottle of liquor on a Monday afternoon. The next find was a 30 pack of beer. Again, it was useless to buy 30 beers on a Monday afternoon. Finally I came across a cooler full of individual beers. I knew right away which one was for me. It was red, about 16 ounces, and in an aluminum can. The brand: Budweiser. I knew it was for me because there was a Detroit Tigers' 'D' printed on the side. I made my way to the counter when a thought ran through my head. Maybe they won't let me buy this with a paper license. I was so excited that I couldn't stop myself from saying, "Yesterday was my birthday this is my first attempt at purchasing beer!" with a giant smile on my face. His face, however, was quite different. With a straight face he looked at me and said, "It's kind of our policy that was can't take these licenses. We're not really supposed to." He said it with such uncertainty that I was sure he just didn't want to sell to me because I look 17. This is how the story actually ends, too. I was turned down.

Yesterday Jordan took me to a bar so we could have my first beer and the waitress didn't even card us. She said, "Wow! You two look like babies!" to which Jordan replied, "She just turned 21 Sunday so we're having her first legal beer here." The waitress proceeded to sell us beer without even bothering to check our ID's.

I don't understand life after 21.

What Day is It?

The title describes how I feel. Happy birthday, me!

Should Be a Good Day

It's Sunday and my first day off in two weeks. How excited am I? Well I knew you'd be wondering. I'm very excited. This is the plan.

Jordan has to do some yard work I guess (just found out). Afterwards we're going to go shopping. SHOPPING! Yeahhh. Not anything big, just going to Linens and Things because they're going out of business. They're supposed to have a 10-30% discount and I need a rubber ducky shower curtain for my bathroom when I move in the fall... and maybe I can find some other treasures.

Then we're scheduled to go to the Home Depot to get paint. I'm going to repaint my desk! Yay! I'm going to do a deep, rich, chocolate brown color. I think I'm going to change my chair, too. I've been using a spatter painted blue chair (the splattered paint is white). My dad used to use it to paint ceilings when I was little and I stole it to take to school with me. It's a little wobbly now, though, so I'm thinking about changing chairs or maybe painting it to match the desk... or something... I have no idea. Do you have any ideas for me?

How about some kind of theme I can tie into my room next year? The living room? Kitchen? I know you were into interior design for a while, dad. Let me know, thanks.

Rob the Jewlery Store and Tell Them Make Me a Grill...

This is the song that made grills popular. They're named for the grill of a car.

Life Lately.

Life lately looks like this: Wake up around 10:00am, go to work around noon (give or take), come home around 10:00pm, play Zelda for a while, and go back to bed. Not that I don't love to work but it's annoying. I've never wanted to quit a job like yesterday. I don't need to go into all of the whiny details but let it be known I hate being a deli clerk. However, both jobs have perks.

Perks of working retail:
1. I don't have to wear a hat (I can wear my hair down if I want!).
2. I get to look nice.
3. It's a slow, easy job.
4. My breaks are scheduled and happen.

Perks of food service:
1. The store is smaller so I can be out of it in 30 seconds.

I have a plan to post a blog showing the difference in outfits sometime but until then you'll just have to wait.

Also, a side note, I bought a candy grill (for my teeth) yesterday. I had a lot of fun with that. I should have made a music video.

Old Games, Good Times.

So about a week ago Jordan and I were craving our old Nintendo 64 games we had in middle school. We searched for the old memorabilia and all we found was the system and power cord. After immediately going into action, we Ebayed a controller, game, rumble pack, memory card, and AC adapter. The last parts have just arrived as of yesterday and we've been playing ever since (with the exception of work hours).

What was your favorite game growing up?

TGI Fridayyy!

Today is Friday but it isn't really special. I have an 8 hour shift at the BCF. Hopefully I'll have some good stories after the weekend. Every day this weekend I work 1:00pm-close (9:00pm Fri, Sat and 7:00pm Sun). Weekends are the most exciting due to the increased shopping volume. You would think working in a retail store that somehow attracts half of the state's minorities I'd have some good stories. So far I just have some notable people. I'll see what I can do to nickname them.

1. "Coke Girl" Coke not because she loves the beverage but rather because she had a striking feature that could be represented by another slang term for coke. Just a guess at her weight, I'd say about 250lbs, she needed another 6 inches on the top of her pants, as well as the bottom of her shirt, and also a very hefty pair of underwear. I'm not sure how she didn't feel a breeze. The worst part? My manager remembered her from the prior week. I guess she dressed the same way.

2. "Crazy mom" For some reason I have this 'problem' thinking people are honest. I had one mother, or mother figure I'm not sure if she was a parent, come to my register and this is what happened: Her family of 5-6 stood right in front of the doors with big purses (this should have been a clue), she rung up one very large boy's shirt (obviously not something for her), she mumbled the entire time and I just kind of smiled and agreed (to make the customer happy) the only thing I understood was "I'm getting all this stuff for them and don't gotta single thing for myself." At this point I'm confused because "all this stuff" was only one shirt. The entire time she spoke fast, bought one useless item, and hurried out the door. Figured her out yet? Later my manager told me her family stole bags full of stuff while she played somewhat innocent/the distractor and checked out.

So far these are the only two that have really made a lasting impression on me. I ring up a lot of young mothers and people who can't speak English (then I feel really dumb for speaking really bad broken Spanish). Hopefully this weekend I'll get some more action. Wish me luck!

Thursday.

So today was busy. I woke up at 11:18am to a storm, which wasn't bad, I like storms. Then I saw a voicemail, missed call, and text (sorry, dad, couldn't help it). So the voicemail is the part I want to get to. As I checked it I was asked to come in and train in the deli (finally) from noon-6:00pm. Well I was already scheduled today at 5:00pm so I hurried to call back and asked if noon-4:00pm was good enough. This is where it gets tricky. She said noon-4:00pm would work fine so now it was up to me to get there in time. Let me break it down:

It was now about 11:20am and I had 40 minutes to get there, keep in mind I just woke up. No problem for me to get ready in 15 minutes (I usually leave at the 35 minute mark to get to work early).

Just after getting off the phone (still about 11:20am) I realize I have no car. Great. Jordan took it to work because I didn't plan on having to use it until 4:30pm. Now I'm panicking.

Luckily Jordan's sister was able to get me to the golf course to pick up the car. I only have about 9 minutes to get ready so I quick throw my hair up (I wear a hat in the deli), put on my jeans and ugly polo, brush my teeth, and run out the door (11:30am, impressed yet?).

So I make it to job #1 on time. Whew. On my 15 minute break I bought a lunchable and scarfed it in the car. Ready for my transition?

I had two checks to deposit so I went to the bank. Due to my hectic morning I forgot one of the two at home and only deposited one. The cashier at the bank asked how my day was and I explained how crazy it had been so far and how I had to find a way to get from my deli uniform to my retail clothes. This was a really nice cashier, she offered the bank's bathroom for me to change in. So I did. It was pretty awkward going into the bathroom looking like a deli clerk and coming out looking like a business woman but I got over it soon enough.

Anyway, I saved so much time in the bank that I had a chance to stop at Starbucks and grab some espresso and a rice crispy treat. My first day in the deli went really well, too, in case you wondered. I'm catching on extremely fast in both jobs, it's kind of freaking me out. I'm able to do somethings at the BCF that some superiors can't do yet. Sometimes I hate being an overachiever. Oh well.

That's all I have. Hope your Thursday was a little less stressful. =)

This is Wednesday.

Today is kind of an interesting day for me. I'm actually busy for once. I work from 1:00pm-Close (9:00pm) tonight at the BCF. That's pretty much my entire day since I woke up at 10:00am.


Wednesday means golf league. Jordan's going to be golfing with his dad and uncle tonight like every Wednesday (what's so special about golf, seriously?). Something really big happened Monday that I forgot to report. Jordan's first hole in one.


Here's a picture of my memory card (for dad). It holds a whopping 32mb. Don't be intimidated.

Good Weekend.

Here's my first moderately pointless blog. The only point of it is to share pictures from the weekend really. However, I actually have news. On the way home we almost drove over a snapper so I told Jordan to stop the car so I could get a picture for my blog. He let it snap his shoe and I wasn't ready so I screamed like a girl. Oh, and one more update: I don't know if it's the result of my sunburn or the things I put on it to make it better (aloe, vinegar, eucerin cream) but my eyes are really swollen. I mean they're so bad that when I wake up in the morning my eyes are almost swollen shut. I look like Rocky after a fight. That's all.