The office: Chatter about your job

Good luck, mate. I've got my fingers crossed for you.

Well, I just got my first job a week ago. It's a part time job at an Autism (Which do have, you can make fun of me now) center. One that also makes jewelry to boot. I do both, pack and/or make it on Tuesdays and Fridays.

The pay varies between the two though (I get ten dollars per hour for packing; and two dollars per piece of jewelry), and I won't be paid until the first Friday of each month. But it's nice to finally have a job.

Why would we laugh? I'm a nut job with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and all the ditziness Brain Fog (mental clouding) lands me in. I'm in no position to point fingers.

And, congrats on the job. It's no mean feat actually landing it. Good luck in it.

edited 18th Sep '12 3:58:08 AM by Euodiachloris

I just said it because there's those people out that that are like "Ugh, we must hate the Autistics because they're dumber then us." And Also because I feel like giving myself some Self-Deprecation when I announce that I am.

But thanks anyways for the compliment. My job's actually going along quite good.

edited 18th Sep '12 10:06:46 AM by philipnova798

Gah. Running the night shift over Friday, Saturday and Sunday, and I still haven't quite got over that sore throat and cough yet. And to complicate matters, I've been remiss in keeping my case logs up to date (personal bad habit).

...On the other hand, I am allowed to use the cases from night duty in my case logs, so that's one consolation. Still, this is going to be a painful weekend.

On nights tonight. Bloody quiet so far.

Too quiet.

Possible internship providing valuable work experience.

I hope I get it.

Ahhhhhh: good old paranoia. Problem is... Sod's Law is usually on it's side...

<holds thumbs and crosses fingers>

edited 22nd Sep '12 6:22:44 PM by Euodiachloris

Dear couple bickering in the back corner of the store

SHUT THE FUCK UP!

-the rest of the store.

Yeah... they'll start the baby chorus, if they don't shut up...

Last night of night duty. Am beginning to feel slightly crispy at the edges - the last two nights have been rather... eventful, and I'm terrible when sleep-deprived. When I get home tomorrow morning (and I will get home, damn it), I'm going to have a reasonably-sized breakfast and pass out. And if I don't wake up until it's time for regular hours the next day, just as well.

As they tell us, if there's one thing to look forward to when on call, it's that your shift will end, and the sun will rise in the morning...

...barring unforeseen circumstances.

Starting to cast around applications to get the heck out of the warzone that my store is going to become.

Barnes and Noble makes it really difficult to apply to them, but it'd be worth it to get in there.

I like to think that my interview went well.

Who doesn't? Here's wishing you all the best.

Ugh. Had a few minor jobs at the start of the watch, then nothing for hours.

Tired. Could have done with adrenaline high of a job to keep me going. Too late now. Too far gone.

Go outside in the dark. The fear will wake you up.

Edit: Assuming it's nighttime where you are. If you're just tired, I can't help.

edited 23rd Sep '12 6:12:53 PM by Leradny

It's 0215 local time.

It's dark and stormy. I do feel ill at ease on nights like this, it's true. However...there are currently only two of us in the ops room, and that's the minimum, so I can't go outside.

For next time, just picture Ed Miliband as Prime Minister and start running from there. That should either enrage you awake, or make you quake.

I'm going to end up whipping this kids that always come in. Their grandmother lets them run around the store and one of them crossed the fucking line and hit me in the back. It hurt alittle but the lady did NOTHING. little fucking hell raisers need to be out on leash.

No call from the internship.

At least I'll get paid for any other job I apply for. Time to start out at the bottom of the Starbucks ladder. Free pumpkin lattes.

Edit: False alarm, they have called a bit later than usual. My quest for green-apron jobs is delayed for another month.

edited 26th Sep '12 2:39:07 PM by Leradny

Good!

In other news, I finally have a good photo of that gold and green smoking jacket — the one that was two patterns mashed together, and then substantially reworked. It looks like this◊.

That jacket looks marvelous. Although I'm not sure what constitutes the difference between a regular jacket and a smoking jacket, the pattern is noticeable without being too busy, and I like the trim.

Smoking jackets tend to be cut a bit looser than the average suit jacket of a similar pattern, because the theory is, he's supposed to be able to relax in it. That particular one is made from a pattern from 1865 and a pattern from 1868, combined (the cut of the front panels is from one, the collar and sleeves are from the other.

I mostly talked about making it the COBbies thread, pages 1074 1082, 1083, and 1084.

I have it back temporarily, to reset the collar, because it has a weird buckle in it that I am not satisfied with. I think I'm going to add some minor shoulder pads, as well.

edited 26th Sep '12 8:59:34 PM by Madrugada

The pads would certainly give the authentic, Lord of the Manor feel for the time period's style, that's for certain.

Maddie, if I ever get the money I am commissioning you to make me a smoking jacket. That thing is beautiful to behold.