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05/30/2008 Entry: "work sucks btw"
I'm frustrated.
And tired. I had one of those nights when I was working through half of my dreams. I was aware that I was clocked out but not that I was dreaming. Only after I finally realised that (I believe by waking up frequently) was I able to rest. I hate those types of nights.
Back to frustrated, I, along with some other people, have to go to a motel for a 8 hour training class on Monday. Only thing is I don't FREAKIN' know where the hell this place is! I overheard from someone that it was 20 minutes away from the store (so 40-45 minutes for me to drive from home, give or take) I can't even find the address or driving directions online..
I feel like a moron at work. Well, I usually do anytime I leave the comfort of this house. I just can't grasp all the assignments there. I mean, I believe I know the register alright, but the food making department they ocasionally put me in training on - so damn complicated.
And I..I've again, made myself to be the weird (probably stupid to them, although I'm first to admit to anyone that I'm not very bright) quiet girl. Who doesn't smile, which is now a problem for my bosses, who have taken it upon themselves to assign this as one of my task to do during my shift. To SMILE, I mean. Alcourse I'm not a smiler, beyond the fact that I'm miserable at work, my face just isn't set that way. Alcourse I CAN smile, if something's humorous, but...Understand, people have been TELLING me to smile since I was like 10 years old. Just because I have that type of face..mouth..expression. Just how I am.
I go on & on..It's pointless & I don't want to know about all the mispelling that must be in these words.
