Who woulda thunk that standing for eight hours would be so hard on the body? I am sitting here now in pain. My back, my legs, and my feet. Owww!! And I get to do it again tonight.
I had my first eight hour shift of work yesterday. The first half went by fairly quickly because it was so busy, but the last half was painnnn-ful. I have housework to do today, but just feel like resting because everything hurts! 😥
Okay. That’s my whining quota for the day. Thanks for listening. 🙂
So far, I’ve just been working in the kids’ section. I’m enjoying it, although it’s dangerous for me because I’m seeing so many great books that I want to buy for R & J. There’s an interesting series called, “Dear Canada“, that I might get for Social Studies.
The girl I was working with was hilarious. She’s about 19 or 20, and she’s moving away from home for the first time. She reads graphic novels, which are a kind of comic book. She talked AND talked to me all night about Manga, which are Japanese comics. We couldn’t have been more different from each other. I liked her, though. She made me laugh. She’s one of those people that just says what she’s thinking. You ask her opinion and you’ll get it straight up. Not in a bitchy way. She just doesn’t seem to have an internal filter telling her to worry about other people’s feelings.
Then there was the dad that took off on his little boy who couldn’t have been more than 3 yrs old. Apparently, he told him to just wait there while he took off to find his own book. It’s not a small store. The boy was beginning to freak out when the dad finally returned. Then, later, the kid was crying because his dad wouldn’t buy him something and in a move of great parental authority the dad suggests they go to the toy store.
Overall the shift went well. I actually managed to help people. Except for the guy who was looking for a Robert Munsch book in hardcover and I told him we didn’t carry them only to find the hardcovers in another section later. And the guy who called asking what time we opened on Sunday and I told him 10 am, when it’s actually 11 am. This I, conveniently, remembered right AFTER I hung up the phone. As it’s 10:20 am he could be sitting in front of the store right now swearing at me. 😳
Well, at least I’ve learned from both of those situations.
Now, I’ve gotta go and clean my kitchen. Adrian’s sick so that’s why I came home to a huge mess last night. That better be why anyway. 😉