I wrap several slices of what is likely turkey (but honestly, I haven't a clue) as my co-worker, Jon, a Francophone who is intimidatingly bilingual, sings "She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5 off-key and off-tempo. I roll my eyes but am nevertheless amused. He drops his stack of meat into a tray and notices it makes a funny sound. He proceeds to do this repeatedly, beckoning over our co-worker, Justin (another Francophone), and seems disappointed when neither of us seem to find the noise nearly as amusing as he does. We finish wrapping the meat and I serve potato salad to a particularly impatient customer.
Welcome to my second day at my new job. I have a name tag now, and my two co-workers who have shared my shift for both today and yesterday are becoming quite comfortable around me. As he rescues me from yet another stupid error, Jon teases me about my inability to wash the display windows without knocking stuff over. Justin makes a joke that I barely understand in French at my expense and then, laughing, says that he's not going to attack me with a box because he doesn't "know if it's dangerous." It's gentle, friendly teasing and since it's how all the deli workers treat each other, it makes me feel comfortable and as if I'm fitting in.
I'm just realizing now, much to my own amusement and probably to the amusement of my co-workers at the time, that the last thing I said to them contained a bizarre mistake. I called our boss the name of her boss, which must've appeared very odd indeed. My boss and her assistant are both quite nice and I've learned enough from both of them to run the cold food side of the deli pretty much unattended... I just need to learn how to do so efficiently.
Quite nice or not quite nice, I find the prospect of talking to her about my play commitments quite daunting. I have to ask for 3 days off in the beginning of December, and that's after asking for 2 full Saturdays off in November. All for the play.
The play's worth it, though. We were planning the set and how we're going to work Poe into the show so that he can knit everything together, and we all got so excited. This show is going to be the BOMB and will make Ms-High-and-Mighty-Director-Girl feel like not giving us the show for high school review feel pretty damn stupid about it.
Somehow with all this work, though, I'm already watching season 7 of Red Dwarf. Let me note that last time I blogged, I was on season 3... and that was pretty much Sunday. I think I may be addicted and I'm probably just going to watch the whole series all over again once I'm done. I can't even get over how much of a nerd I am.
Anyway, since, for some reason, I decided to blog at 11:40 at night, I'm going to head straight off to bed right after posting it. Ta-ra!
Welcome to my second day at my new job. I have a name tag now, and my two co-workers who have shared my shift for both today and yesterday are becoming quite comfortable around me. As he rescues me from yet another stupid error, Jon teases me about my inability to wash the display windows without knocking stuff over. Justin makes a joke that I barely understand in French at my expense and then, laughing, says that he's not going to attack me with a box because he doesn't "know if it's dangerous." It's gentle, friendly teasing and since it's how all the deli workers treat each other, it makes me feel comfortable and as if I'm fitting in.
I'm just realizing now, much to my own amusement and probably to the amusement of my co-workers at the time, that the last thing I said to them contained a bizarre mistake. I called our boss the name of her boss, which must've appeared very odd indeed. My boss and her assistant are both quite nice and I've learned enough from both of them to run the cold food side of the deli pretty much unattended... I just need to learn how to do so efficiently.
Quite nice or not quite nice, I find the prospect of talking to her about my play commitments quite daunting. I have to ask for 3 days off in the beginning of December, and that's after asking for 2 full Saturdays off in November. All for the play.
The play's worth it, though. We were planning the set and how we're going to work Poe into the show so that he can knit everything together, and we all got so excited. This show is going to be the BOMB and will make Ms-High-and-Mighty-Director-Girl feel like not giving us the show for high school review feel pretty damn stupid about it.
Somehow with all this work, though, I'm already watching season 7 of Red Dwarf. Let me note that last time I blogged, I was on season 3... and that was pretty much Sunday. I think I may be addicted and I'm probably just going to watch the whole series all over again once I'm done. I can't even get over how much of a nerd I am.
Anyway, since, for some reason, I decided to blog at 11:40 at night, I'm going to head straight off to bed right after posting it. Ta-ra!
Major assignments completed: 7
Days 'til my second SAT: 14
Weight lost: 21 pounds
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