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That's right, ladies and geklefins! Everyone's favorite NYRF rose fairy is officially unemployed!

As you all should know by now, the bottom half of my hair is purple. For three weeks, no one at Outback said a word about it. Not. One. Word. One evening after class, I went in to check my schedule and order some sustenance. The proprietor, (i.e., the head boss) saw my hair, and told me not to come back until it wasn't purple any more.

Now, as you can tell, there are a few problems with this. I wear my hair tied back at work. Unless you're looking for it, you can't tell it's purple. Also, all of his managers failed to mention to me that it might be a bad idea to have purple hair at work. Not only that, but nowhere in the employee handbook does it say that outrageous hair colors are against the rules. Hair, let alone hair color, isn't mentioned once. I know because I read the damn thing twice.

Due to my school schedule, I can only work there one day a week. Therefore, it isn't worth it to me to attempt to re-dye my hair back to its natural, boring color. I was going to have to get another job anyway in order to afford my car payment, but this just makes it a bit more urgent.

Now I just have to find the time to go in and tell them I'm not coming back, and why.

Anyone know of any place that's hiring? I'm free weekdays...
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Ok, so I jumped the gun a bit in my last post. I don't have pink eye, and I'm not quitting at Outback.

It turns out that I'm on the schedule so much because several people are on vacation, so it couldn't be avoided. And the pink eye was just really random bad allergies.

Work tonight was fun. Very slow, but fun. The most hillarious thing happened.
Blake had gone to Target and gotten candy for us. We had the bag with the candy sitting in the crayon basket. These two really large women came in and asked for a table. We weren't on a wait, so Tara went to show them to their table. As she's walking them to the table, one of them reaches into OUR bag of candy, takes some, and says "How long will we have to wait?" Blake and I almost died, and so did Tara when she got back.

But wait, it gets better...
A while later, as they're leaving, the same woman looks around and goes, "Where's the candy?" Once again, near death. Tara said, "It's not like they didn't just eat an entire meal at Outback. I bet they ordered appetizers and dessert too." There was some mention of portion sizes, and hillarity ensued.

If you want to get me to laugh within the next couple of days, just come up to me and say "Where's the candy??" I'll probably crack up. :)

I quit...

Aug. 19th, 2003 10:03 am
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Worked To Go at Outback last night. I got there, and I couldn't clock in, because no one had bothered to put To Go under the clock in options for me. I then found out that the way they scheduled me has me working seven, no wait, eight days in a row, including faire. Not only that, but they scheduled me against my availability by putting me on closing on Friday night.

This job isn't worth the frustration and anger. They can shove it. I'm quitting on Wednesday and going to work at Barnes & Noble.

And it just keeps getting better...
I think I may have pink eye. We're waiting for the doctor to call back with an appointment or prescription. This means I need to get new contacts, and anyone who was around me in the past couple of days should watch out.

FUCK.
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Hrrmmmm...lessee....where did I leave off? Oh yes, that's right. I have an entire week to write about.
I was forced to work at Outback Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. They tried to make me work Thursday as well, but that bit comes later.

My week... )

Anyway, I'm off to be productive now.
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I don't really want to go to work tonight. My sword's coming any time now, and Mom's picking up the SLR, so I want to find the attachment so I can take extended exposures of the sky at night. But I need the money. ::Sigh::

::Whine::

Jul. 18th, 2003 11:43 pm
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Rich got his swords. Mike got his chainmail. My sword? YET TO BE SHIPPED! I'm pissed beyond belief. I'm thinking of asking for my money back and finding someplace else, but I know I wouldn't be able to get as good a deal.

Works going pretty well. I've been training To Go this week, which is fun, and better than hosting. My trainer today, although sweet, had no clue what the hell she was doing, so we were stuck there an extra half hour. It sucked.

You know what else sucks? The inexplicable SCREAMING pain in my shoulders. I completely avoided lifting anything today, and they still hurt.

We have no alphabet pasta. I am now, officially, grumpy.
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It's been a crazy couple of days, let me tell you...
Got up early on Wenesday to say goodbye to Steven, who left for Australia. Managed to get my stuff together for D&D without forgetting anything except the chess pieces, and went to Numina's house with Rich to play D&D. Had a talk with the player ranted about here. I told him that any other DM would've kicked him out for pulling that crap, and that it was just silly, and that he shouldn't do it again, and he behaved himself. The game was great, we took a break for Chinese food (yum!), then played some more. Eventually we stopped, and we ended up going to Dunkin' Donuts. I went in Mike's car, and he let me ride with my head out the window. :)
We were there until something like one thirty, two in the morning, getting nasty looks from the workers. Then we left, went back to Numina's, talked in the driveway a bit, and then Rich and I went back to my house. He crashed here instead of driving back to NP. We watched TV/hung out for a bit, and I finally went to bed at five AM.
Woke up, for some ungodly reason that I still cannot fathom, at noon. I didn't have to work until six, and wasn't planning to get up until three thirty. Couldn't get back to sleep, so I went downstairs. Rich and I had S'mores Poptarts for breakfast, and watched more TV. I finally kicked him out at three, took a shower, ate dinner, and went to work.
Work was a little crazy. We kept running out of silverware. I almost got in trouble for seating tables without it, but they realized it wasn't my fault, so it was all good. Rich and Andrew kept stopping by, and they kept me thoroughly entertained.
I got off a little after 11, and went to Fridays with the guys for a soda. Then we wandered around for a bit, and ended up playing shopping cart demolition derby in the parking lot. It was the most fun I've had in AGES! Got home around two, passed out, and didn't wake up till noon today. I don't have work till noon tomorrow, and it's all good.

And now, for my amusement of the day:
Isn't this GREAT?
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I ordered my very own sword today! Isn't it pretty? I can't wait until it gets here!

In other news, I read Terry Pratchett's new book the other week, The Wee Free Men. (Say it with a Scottish accent, it's better that way.) It was EXCELLENT. He keeps out doing himself. You! Go and read it! Now! You don't need to have read the other Discworld novels to know what's going on in this one. It's really quite amazing.

Work is going really well. Everyone's really nice, and I'm getting the hang of things quite well. There only seems to be one person who may cause trouble, but she's leaving in two months, so I think it'll be ok. I like all of my co-workers, and I get half off on food, and as much soda as I can drink for free. Life is goooood.

I haven't gotten paid yet, but that's ok. You want to know why? I'm signing up for direct deposit. I also switched banks. At my new bank, when your first direct deposit check clears, they GIVE you an extra HUNDRED bucks! How cool is that?! I am SO excited, I think I may burst! ::Wiggle::

More D&D tomorrow. :) I'll have to talk with Nick, but I think it'll all be fine. Woohoo!

Steven's leaving for Australia tomorrow. Currently, his "packing" is all over the living room. Yich. He'll have to clean it up, if he wants to get to Down Under alive.
This means I get to be only child for two whole weeks! Yay!
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That's right everybody! You are reading the journal of the newest hostess at Outback Steakhouse in the Palisades Center! Yay for getting paid to do something!

In other news...
We played D&D yesterday, and it was ever so fun! I finally got to meet NPG, and he's cool, and Mike's cool, and everyone is cool, except for one person, who shall be referred to as "X". (Those of you who were there know who X is, obviously, but I feel the need to maintain X's anonymity.)
X has been giving me problems about D&D ever since I said I was going to start a game. X wanted to play this crazily over powered multi-class character. I said no, because it was crazily over-powered and half of our group had never played before, and I didn't want to confuse them. X proceeded to argue about it with me. I explained precisely why the character could not be used in this campaign, but X still wouldn't drop it. Eventually X rolled up another character, but was still whining about not being allowed to play the "munchkin."
Then, X tried to take "Profession: Locksmith" as a skill so that the character could pick locks, and "Craft: Trapmaking" in order to be able to locate and disarm traps. I explained to X precisely how this logic was flawed, but X still wanted to argue. It took two other people to finally knock the fact that this plan would not work into X's head.
So X finally decided that the character would be the town blacksmith. OK. Fine. The class is fighter, but between adventures, money is made by blacksmithing.
So now it's game day. The premise is, the PC's have been hearing rumors about a vampire in town. All of the adventurer types hang out at a certain inn, so that's where they go for news. It's 9PM on a Thursday night.
Me: "Describe your characters."
X: "I'm leaving."
Me: "Why?"
X: "It's late. I have work tomorrow."
Me: "A good customer of yours comes up to you. 'Join us in hunting the vampire! They usually have lots of treasure.'"
So X joined the rest of the group. X stayed behind when they went to investigate something, therefore missing the battle with Owlbears.
After the battle, everyone went to bed. X went back to the shop to sleep. It was agreed that in the morning, everyone would meet at the inn for breakfast and discussion. Morning comes, X's char isn't there. "It's Friday. I have to work." At this point, I was fed up. "Fine, if you don't want to play, you don't have to." X pouted in the other room for a good hour. The other PC's tried to get the char in, but X refused, saying "There was a million ways she could have gotten me in." The char finally came in when the townspeople started running past the shop away from the colossal skeleton.
I did the right thing as a DM, right? Has anyone got any suggestions? Comments? Stories?

Otherwise, the game was fantastic. :)

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