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| November 17, 2004 I thought I better update before I started getting emails telling me I haven't updated in a while. It's been a busy week, what with starting a job and all. Three days of training. Wow. Neimans just doesn't fuck around. I felt a little bit bad that I was having uncharitable thoughts about some of the people in the training class. There are some older people who just can't handle the computerized registers. They are Windows 2000 systems, so I was pretty happy. But it was driving me crazy that these people convinced themselves they couldn't work the machines and proceeded to screw up all the time and slow down the training process. Seriously. It's just not that hard. Then there were the stripper-ific girls who are going to work the Dior boutique. They kept talking. It drives me insane. I know I like to chat and make comments, but this was incessant. At least, it's over. No more. Yay. My first day in Friday. The counter is quite a mess and we have some organizing to do, but I think Dean and I can handle it. I'm tired and hungry and Lost is on at 7, so that's all for now. <Smooches> |
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