So...Can I rant about work for a few minutes??

I promise I will blog about my trip soon, but while I am on my lunch break I thought I would take the time to rant about how much I could quit my job. I know, I know: If I want to quit why don’t I? Because do you have any idea how hard it is to find a good job that will pay you more than minimum wage and work around your busy as hell college schedule? If you find one let me know, I want it.

So for a little background info, I have been working at the college in the food service area for two years now. I have been doing catering for that long and I have been working in one of the cafeterias, not the one I talked about that burned down, for a year. I really liked my job during the school year. Working 8 hours a week to pick up extra cash is a great sort of thing, but now that I am working full time in the summer, I have never regretted working somewhere so much. I should probably expect the bad treatment considering I am such an outcast there. I mean, one of the supervisors told me one day: “You can’t become a supervisor because you don’t really work here since you weren’t a college student when you did” or something that made more sense than that but was on similar lines. That should have been my first clue that work was going to be hell.

I don’t fit in at a college campus to be perfectly truthful. I’m just going to be a freshman whereas all the other student workers are going to be juniors or seniors. I don’t drink. I don’t smoke. I don’t go to outrageous parties in my free time. I work hard for my grades and study nonstop. And really, although people say I’m smart- when it comes to work- I’m dumber than a brick. So maybe I am rightfully verbally abused at work, but it doesn’t change the fact that sometimes people shouldn’t say things like they do.

I get told on a daily basis, “Kaitlin, you fuck everything up,” by one of the boys I work with. He insists that he’s only joking, but he says it with no signs of remorse or caring. I sometimes give him crap right back with saying things like “Dan why are you always around? Or Dan you’re such a little girl. Why do you care so much?” But it doesn’t change the fact that he looks down on me mostly because I am so much younger than he is.

I tend to think I am the one getting bitched at for everything at work. If it goes wrong it’s always my fault. Sometimes it is, sometimes I wasn’t even around for it. Like today when there were dirty dishes in with the clean ones, my supervisor tried to blame it on me, but yesterday I hadn’t even stepped foot into the dish room. I got told on multiple accounts that I messed up the pizzas. Between not cutting them right, holding the cutter wrong, and not making enough (although I clearly told my supervisor that I was going to make 8 and she said that was good), I basically got thrown down a million levels. The worst part is that I also got bitched out by a girl who doesn’t even work there. She’s the catering student, not a café worker. Yet she honestly thinks she holds this high and mighty spot and every time she opens her mouth in my direction, she makes me feel less and less like a person. Even today she wasn’t going to let me go on lunch break because she wouldn’t go on hers at the right time. (that’s a sort of complicated situation in itself).

I don’t think it would be so bad if it wasn’t for two things. One is that I am constantly busting my chops to work hard so people can see that I deserve to be a student supervisor. I take 15 minute breaks (our assigned time) while everyone else takes 30-35 minute breaks, I am constantly working until the last minute, but none of it seems to really matter. The other bad thing is that my boss who actually really likes me and asked me to work there, isn’t my boss anymore and I am stuck with my old catering boss who for some reason never liked me quite as much as everyone else. So my chances of ever becoming a student supervisor are shot.

I wish life was simple and I could just quit. This obviously isn’t the right job for me. If it was I would be happy and wouldn’t want to break down halfway into every work day. It’s only a food service job, I definitely won’t be doing that for the rest of my life. I need the money though, every college kid should try to work. Luckily in the fall I am only work one shift, but even that one shift might drive me a little insane after this summer. Maybe a miracle job will come up soon and I will get out of here. Or maybe I just need to learn to grin and bear it. We can’t always be happy can we? All I know that I am physically exhausted and it isn’t from the lack of sleep I had last night, although that may be a factor, it has more to do with the fact that this job wears me out.

Moral of the story? Blogs really help when you want to vent your feelings and no one will listen because no one really cares. Yeah, I think that will be the moral of my story.

Haiku's can be fun

Last Monday was my freshman orientation at my college. We went and listened to them drag on for hours about scheduling and the options we had for classes. Which might have been interesting for some, but for me having already knocked out my first semester thanks to dual enrollment, I had my class schedule already done and I actually really liked it. For that reason, I found the entire orientation rather boring.

For the most part my dad and I just sat around waiting for my meeting with my advisor who is actually going to be my biology teacher as well, but I actually did go to a few of the seminars such as the one where they explained to us about what classes needed to be in our schedules. It was rather pointless and I spent the entire time thinking of the haiku that went something like:

Haiku’s can be fun
But sometimes are hard to write
Refrigerator

Which got me thinking that I could be just as witty and write something similar as well such as:

Haiku’s don’t make sense
And so they are hard to write
Refrigerator

Yeah. That’s how bored I was. Which I guess wouldn’t have been such a bad thing if I would have stopped, but I didn’t. I spent the next 45 minutes writing Haikus while this councilor talked to the room of maybe fifty kids about scheduling classes. I thought I would take a little time to write out my process of thinking through the day.

For starters, I should tell you that since it was a generally cold day out Monday and I was in an air conditioned room for the day I didn’t make the best wardrobe choice. I was wearing a tee-shirt and shorts along with I think flip flops, so safe to say after twenty minutes, I was freezing my butt off. Thus this came about:

My schedule is done
And now I am very cold
Get me out of here

And

I am very cold
Why didn’t I bring a jacket?
Stupid stupid me

Then I started thinking about Harry Potter because life in general needs to revolve around Harry Potter. =]
First of all, this one can just count for the books, or it can count for the fact that my best friends and I call ourselves the Marauders. (I’m Prongs by the way)

Padfoot, Prongs, Moony
They are the cool Marauders
Wormtail doesn’t count

Lame but really hilarious! And then I wrote this one:

Dear Luna Lovegood
I believe that you are weird
Love Harry Potter

If you haven’t realized that I was completely bored yet then let me point out now that I had never been so uninterested in something in my life. My schedule was done, I knew the school already. In fact, you could probably blind fold me and get me around the school. Just don’t give me a map, campus maps are more confusing than they are worth. Considering the tennis fields are marked as the old tennis fields that no one uses and confusing stuff like that, the map is pointless. Anyway, after awhile my foot fell asleep. And my foot never just falls asleep, it hurts when it falls asleep. Of course, a haiku had to come out of that.

My foot is asleep
so it must have been sleepy
it hurts, wake up please

I wrote a few more, but they aren’t funny or cute or anything, so the point of sharing those is 0.

Anyway, the day actually was useful for something. I hadn’t scheduled honors English for the fall semester because it was just too messy in my schedule. (Yes honors English. Even though I didn’t take AP English or anything in High School I still believe I was the best damn writer to hit that school, my college English Professor from that Short Stories class even told me I was good). Turns out that Honors English is only offered in the fall and not the spring, so thanks to my advisor being more knowledgeable than any advisor I have ever had before, I was able to fix my schedule so it would look unfun, unmanageable, but not busy.

Basically I go from Bio at eight in the morning right to Honor Chemistry right to Calculus 2 and then after an hour break to Honors English….and then I am done Mondays and Fridays. Wednesday my schedule is like that but I have a two hour bio lab/freshman seminar. Then Tuesday I don’t have class until 4 which is just a scholarship class where we have no work and just do “fun” activities. Thursdays I have one morning class and then chem lab basically all days and then Tuesdays and Thursdays I take Karate. It’s really not that bad, and congrats now you can stalk me everywhere I go. Ahahaha. I have to find time to throw work in there somewhere, but I am sure that won’t be too bad. Hey who knows, maybe there will actually be time for me to write blogs and maybe finally start that vloging channel I have been meaning to. (Funny story about that. I went to edit a vlog and it crashed my entire computer. Yea good times, good times). Then again, it’s summer, I’m supposed to have a lot of time to blog, but between working two jobs and having a crazy social life, things don’t ever seem to work out my way.

Well tomorrow morning bright and early I leave for my BYOF camping trip outside of L.A. I know that I wasn’t too excited before, and believe me, I still don’t want to wear a wetsuit, but I think that things are going to be great. It will be an awesome experience, and to be honest I have more to worry about with my trip than looking bad. (bonus points if you can figure out what this means “I am turning into a werewolf and can’t use wolfsbane” Awkward but totally true. Sorry). I should probably hit the hay because I need to be up at 5 in the morning to head two hours away to catch my flight. I will have lots of awesome things to blog about when I come back! YAY!

When life becomes bipolar.

I could sit here and let you know all the deep thoughts that are going through my head at this graduation practice, but really, I'm not thinking of any of that stuff. I am thinking about how bipolar all things in life seem. My lineup for graduation has changed at least four times making being ranked second in my class worthless to be frank. It kind of depresses me instead of frustrating me like it should. It's really just dumb. But it seems like all of life is bipolar now.