Magazines, panty bins, and plane tickets

Well, I have now completed four days of work at my new job. In these four days, I have learned a lot more than I ever thought I would about the business of selling clothing. I now know a special way to hang up pants and skirts, how to fold jeans, and how to pull something off of a rack that's 8ft up on the wall. I have also acquired the name K-dogg, I've given some of my co-workers "street names" including R-dizzle, Emi-J, and Sku-Check Piddle (don't ask), I've dug through a bin full of panties, organized a hell-ish clearance section, searched through racks and racks of bras, and opened dressing rooms countless times. All things I never thought I'd be doing this summer.
Yeah, these past four days have been radically different than these previous weeks. Given, I still go to bed at an atrocious time - I somehow manage to wake up with enough of a window to get ready for work. (Thank goodness for cell phone alarms.)

Tomorrow is my first day off (thank goodness, I was there till 12:30am today). How glorious. My plan is to mow the lawn, walk the dog, go to the library, and find a new park. Sadly, I don't know if I will accomplish any of that - I tend to sleep in and then progressively lose motivation as the day goes on. This house is so conducive to laziness that it is hard to do anything other than take advantage of the cable.
Hopefully I'll be able to get out of this cycle soon.

On a totally different subject, I have now received my first piece of information about where I'll be in a little over two months. It's so exciting to get real mail! It is also thrilling to actually be at the point where I have to reserve a plane ticket to the East coast. I can't believe all of this is happening! I'm going to live in New York City! I'm going to be working with kids in a church! I'm going to be making less in a month than I do in two days at my current job!

Cool item of the week: "Windows Live Local" satellite pic of my future church and workplace (It's the churchy looking thing in the center.)
I'll try to save it and at the actual picture to the blog later.

Random side note: I got approached today by some kid in the mall trying to sell me magazine subscriptions. I was hurrying to work, but I didn't want to be rude so I let him talk for a few minutes. After a little bit though, I was ready to get away from this guy. Get this - he started his whole sales pitch with, "Mam, don't think I am flirting with you, but I need to talk to 20 friendly people today. You're friendly, right? I swear I'm not flirting, unless you want me to." Ummm... yeah, no thanks. I was about to turn and leave, but he pulled out a card to prove he was actually doing something (it was one of those programs that will give scholarships for a certain amount of magazines sold). He then randomly said "You have pretty eyes, you like magazines, right?" I told him I had to get to work and that I don't really like magazines anymore. Funny enough, he turned immediately and left. I think the main thing that struck me about this was that this guy thought he could sell magazines if he played the vanity card with me. I guess it would work for most in Bellevue (especially with younger women), but I am definitely not a girl that responds to anything like that. If it sounded like there was an intellectual reason to help, (like if he were going to an expensive school or something) I might have given him a little more consideration. Silly boy, not all girls are the same.



Now: yay for sleep.