Seriously!

So I had my first day of my new job today and I was doing great putting some plate hangers away, you know basic stocking stuff. Occasionally I would help a customer or two when I knew where things were or even just what they were talking about. But there was one woman and I knew just looking at her that she was going to give me trouble. The way she walked...she had one of those"I'm so much better than you walks" and so she come's up to me with her coach purse and 5 bazillion inch heels and her perfectly pressed suit and asks me "excuse me you...you with the apron on...where are those silly things you put at the bottom of the door to keep a draft from coming in" To which my response was "I'm not entirely sure but I will certainly go find out for you" I was new so therefore I had no problem going to my manager and asking if we carried them. Before I can even take one step she barked back at me "well why do you have to go find out shouldn't you already know?, this store isn't that big how can you not know where everything is, what kind of employee are you?" I'm the brand fucking new employee that just started here to you hoighty toighty bitch and furthermore even when I was at Michael's I didn't know where every single solitary thing was. But no I could not say that because of course it was my first day and really I value my job because money is good. So I looked at her with a very fake smile on my face and said "I'm sorry M'am this is my first day here and I am still learning where everything is, I am pretty sure we carry what you are looking for but let me double check for you" and her response was "Well fine then, but don't take too long, I don't have all day you know." I really wanted to hit her but like I said before...first day...I don't think that would have gone well. So I go and ask my oh so nice manager Cathy and find out that we do indeed carry those draft stopper things(for the record I have no idea what they are actually called or if they even have a real name) So I walk back to the woman and escort to aisle 6 and there is a basket full of them. They are decorative some have plaid prints some have flowers. Of course she is not pleased. She looks them over and then opens her obnoxious mouth again stating "these are all very feminine, I need one for my son, I don't think he would appreciate flowers" Dear God I just want to get rid of this woman! I smile again and say "I'm sorry M'am these are the only ones we carry aside from that one right there but it goes on the door not in front of it." "NO NO I don't want one that sticks to the door, it has to go in front if the door, weren't you listening to me? I WANT THE KIND THAT GOES IN FRONT OF THE DOOR." "Well I'm sorry M'am these are the only ones we carry" "Okay well fine I'll take that one, that one right there. The red plaid one" So I hand her the red plaid one because apparently she is incapable of picking it up herself. Whatever. So I give it to her and finally she goes on her way. I cannot tell you how happy I was to get rid of her. I hate people that act like they are better than everyone else. A little later my manager later informed me that she is a regular at our store and she is always a pain...great just what I wanted to hear. Well...at least I know what she looks like so I can avoid her.

change

Normally I would run from change like it was wildfire, but this time I'm running into it head on. New job, new house, everything feels like its falling into place. Well sort of at the very least I feel like I am finally moving forward. An apartment is my future, finally! If anyone only knew how good that feels to say that. Don't get me wrong I LOVE living with my family but being independent would be amazing. I dunno. I guess before I felt like I was just treading water, or in a maze that I couldn't find the way out of. Now I feel like I haven't necessarily found the end of the maze but I'm one step closer. I think I've realized that change can be good or bad. It can be helpful or hindering. But theres no way to really avoid it. Its all how use it.