the end of yelen's frictional unemployment!
written: 10:16 p.m. on Saturday, Jan. 29, 2005

Well, Nirvana's exponentially better than Eminem...but still! He's listening to Nirvana!

Okay, so he's a year late, considering I started listening to them when I was 13-going-on-14 and he's now 14-going-on-15, but he's still listening to Nirvana.

It's a bit weird, but I don't really know why, and so, I can't articulately explain it or even try so I think I just won't bother.

In other news, I got a job. Wahoo.

The catch: THE PAY FUCKING SUCKS. $5/hour, excluding commission, but since I can't sell things for shit, I won't be earning commission anyway. I could work on Saturdays and get more money but I'm still too lazy for that. Initially, the woman wanted me to do a six-day week but I asked for a five-day one because - like I said - I'm too freaking lazy.

The upside: I'd be working at Takashimaya, on the level at which the expensive crystal-ish thingies are sold. I think I'd be attempting to sell decorative teapots and things along those lines - teapots with Monet and Van Gogh and Picasso (well, maybe not; I don't think people would particularly enjoy looking at Cubism while drinking tea) painted on them. In addition, I'm working from 10 to 3.30 p.m. on Monday...which means I get to shop after that. Wahoo!

The downside: The teapots thingies sound bloody expensive, and they're also imported from Europe, which means that they'd be, once again, freaking tedious to sell. Then again, I guess I could always fall back on my looks when all else fails. Bwahahaha.

The upside: I don't have to sign a [insert number]-month contract, which means I can quit anytime I wanna. And like I said before, I intend to quit within a month's time; I still really feel like doing waitressing. Yep.

The downside: I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR. And this time, I mean it. The woman told me that I have to wear a white top and black pants/long skirt on Monday. I don't have black pants. I don't intend to own black pants. And the only black skirt I have is a mini skirt. And she said that I couldn't wear it. What a pain in the ass. What's wrong with jeans? Stupid Takashimaya. And I have to give $10 for some Takashimaya pass. Screw it!

Thinking about the attire makes me feel like not working anymore. Definitely bringing change of clothing; duh. I think the black/white combo is so unoriginal and boring. People should never wear black/white out on the streets, but then again, people are usually dumb so who's surprised?

What a pain, seriously. I don't wanna waste my hard-earned money on clothes that I don't remotely want, and I'm certainly not wearing my mom's black skirt. For one, it's too long; for another, it's too big. I'd look like I'm drowning in it if I wore it.

Damn. Why can't I wear my mini? It's so nice. And the white top too. Ugh, who wears white anyway?

Oh my god, I totally forgot that I wanted to watch Finding Forrester tonight. It's a Gus Van Sant, although it's not a good Gus Van Sant. But hey, there're basketball scenes, and it's still a Gus Van Sant, so what the hell.

And my new boss just told me that I'd be working from 10-1.30.

WHICH MEANS I GET EVEN LESS PAY.

ARGH!!!

Maybe I could get another job.

Or maybe not. We'll see.

before sunrise // before sunset

Previously:
- - Tuesday, Aug. 29, 2017
I'm moving. - Sunday, Jul. 11, 2010
In all honesty - Tuesday, Jul. 06, 2010
What I want for my birthday... - Sunday, Jul. 04, 2010
On Roger's behalf. - Friday, Jul. 02, 2010