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05/18/2008 Entry: "goths, work & you are...?"
I saw a goth today at work. That's like the 2nd I've seen recently! Think of me strange for bringing that up but I rarely see many (obvious) goths around..like with the whole getup I mean. If I had more guts I would mention to them how much I like their outfits..'cause I do, REALLY I do. I would dress like that myself except for the fact that I don't want ppl noticing me..That & it's freakin' expensive & I don't think I could pull it off...I'd get my fishnets or lace caught in something & make a ass of myself.
I am also releasing my ban on the term 'emo'. I still stand by the belief that it is a STUPID term, but there are such ppl that deserved to be labeled as such..But not goths, the GOOD goths I mean. I love 'em.
Work was hard today. I don't want to get in the habit of regularly complaining about it, it's just quite busy & I was mostly the only one on register during my shift. And still someone would complain if I couldn't get out from the register to change the coffees or call out a description of the car when I give them permission to pump gas or restock the cigerettes (sorry, I'm not in the mood to look up words I can't spell) for the few small moments when there are no ppl in line. And for the first few hours I was working with a girl who was being a major bitch to me for some reason..Just doing other work (granted like we're suppose to do) & leaving me on register with a full line of ppl without jumping back on register to help out. Giving me a full attitude during 2 moments that I needed her help on things on the computer that I didn't know how to do & asking her to watch the register while I ran to take a bathroom break.
It's just.stressful, busy. But alittle weird that customers keep recondising (again, it's late & I'm bad with spelling - sorry) from Blockbuster, which is well..right down the road from this store. Actually today, someone said my full name, asking if I was her. "Yes." I admitted, to which he asked if I knew who he was. Then he showed me his driver's ID. I STILL had no clue who the hell he was. Most likely someone I went to school with. But why anyone I want to school with would REMEMBER me..No clue. And unless he was one of the people who made fun of me in school I don't see how I could remember him. And if that's the case, why would he..
Hmmm..Did I WORK with him at Blockbuster? Seriously, I've worked with several dozen ppl during almost 5 years of service. No..his first name still doesn't ring a bell.
I've actually (somewhat successfully) blocked out most of my teenage memories. So I wouldn't remember most ppl from school anyways. And I prefer it that way. For reasons..Hmm..reasons I'm trying to forget by not bringing them up, I suppose. I don't know. I'm blocking them out, that's how it works.
Late enough,
goodnight!
