I have a mighty pain. D:

[lunesque]

So, I called up to my new job yesterday to find out when I was scheduled, and they told me it would be the 14th and the 16th. So I was like, great, I have another week before I have to do any work, awesome. Today, they called me because they were short-handed, and I was like, yeah, I can start work at 6pm, no problem!

I didn't expect them to keep me until closing, because all I did all night was play with shoes. For serious. So many SHOES. And some of them I wanted!

And then scheherezhad's mom (who is a manager, and I really feel is also the recommendation that I felt got me the job) was like, you know, you're allowed a break."

And me, silly me, was feeling great at the time and said, "I don't need a break because I am that awesome!"

I am so regretting it. It's been six years since I've done anything that required so much standing, and my legs are killing me.

But a successful, not stressful day at work! I consider that a win.

But my legs. DDD:

Comments

[scheherezhad]

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I hear mom thought you did a good job. :)

The staaaaanding. It's the worst part of acclimating to salesfloor retail, I think. I was dead for weeks and weeks when I started cashiering. Perseverance!

[lunesque]

At this particular point in time, I'm glad I'm part time. They keep throwing me unscheduled hours, though, so I keep getting caught off guard.

I'm glad to hear she thought I did well, considering I was having serious anxiety for the first fifteen minutes. I get to go in tomorrow to learn the register. CASHIERING, I SHALL DEFEAT YOU.