office space

oooh, ouch. I haven't done one of these in a while. My sincerest apologies. It's just that I've been trying to assimilate myself into the new quarter along with work and just life in general. But! Look no further! An update on the tales from a trivial twenty-something is at hand!

Have you ever had those moments in traffic where things don't just go your way? The only time I can work during the week is from 5 or 6 until close. So you could imagine the traffic I get into when I actually enter the freeway. I'm actually glad that I don't have to be on it for such a long period of time, but even for those first everlasting minutes, I want to blow my brains out. Not only due to the fact that the cars are going negative miles per hour at a time, but because my iTunes consists of new Britney Spears songs and singing along to them may scare the drivers alongside me. It's like that scene from Office Space, where Peter is in traffic at the very beginning of the movie. He's in a lane where the cars are completely stopped and the lane next to him is speeding past. So, what do you do? You switch to the other lane, of course! But once you get in that lane, it stops. And you turn to look at your previous lane, and there it is, zooming past you. You just want to slam your head against the steering wheel and hope there better be some good shopping material you can work with when you get to your job. (Well, in my case, at least.)

As for my bank account, remember how I told myself (and kept reminding myself) to save the money that I had made? Well...that didn't work out so well. I have an amazing wardrobe to choose from...but my bank account has severely suffered the consequences.

I have been addicted to Passion Fruit Green Tea at Cha. The first time I bought a green tea there, it tasted somewhat of roses. There was this pungent odor to it, which was delightful, but not entirely to the sense of taste. It was like a liquefied version of a flower. But either my senses have been less acute lately, or I'm just craving things that were less desirable in the past. I'll go get some today before work. =)

Work. Work has been amazingly slow and it's actually pretty great to have somewhat of a break every now and then. People are less motivated to go shopping because there isn't anyone else to shop for but themselves. We are completely out of gift cards from the holiday season and I feel pretty bummed out when people do come in with the sole purpose to purchase one. I always have to break the news. There was, however, one day, yes one day...where I was stuck with dealing with two, yes two, wardrobe stylists. I was fortunate enough to not deal with one stylist the previous night, but she came back again the next day...boy, that was some intense stuff. But let me introduce the scene to you. So no one is in line; it was a slow day. I was tagging some go-backs when a slicked out Japanese dude with a nice black jacket and a cute UO-ed white girl came up to me and said, "Hi...we have to make some returns." Returns are always fun (NOT!) but they're manageable. I give them one of my charming smiles and ask them what they're returning. They reach down and pull up four, FOUR!, huge UO bags of clothes and shoes. I was flabbergasted. Upon noticing my reaction, the guy said, "I know. This is probably going to be THE longest receipt you have ever seen." So the guy busts out the receipt and sure enough, it was a colossal thing my eyes have ever withheld. So here I am, checking to see if everything was in order, and I look down to realize they're entire purchase was around $2,000. TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS. So as I'm doing this, I eavesdrop a little (I know, but hey, I'm a girl) and find out that they'll be doing a Jack's Mannequin fitting within the coming days. I thought that was pretty cool. I wondered who the clothes they were returning were for, or what celebrity had worn them or tried them on, but I figured they had to sign some confidentiality form. But hey, it's a cool thought. Among the things returned, there were some suspenders that I had wanted to buy earlier but had decided against it. But upon looking at them again, I realized I had to have it; not only because they were cute, but now these suspenders had been worn by some celebrity. I don't know who, but someone. =) I bought them once my shift ended. But anyways, back to the story. With my awesome luck, a line started to form in front of the register. Because of slow-paced days, they only put one person on registers and that lucky person just had to be me. I called in some back-up and one of my managers came to the rescue...in a few lengthy minutes. A lady in line was getting antsy (I don't like those kinds of customers) and she just HAD to speak her mind: "Why is there only one person ringing people up? Are any of you guys even open? I just want to know what's going on!" Thank the Lord that my manager stepped in just in time to hear that and thank Him again that she's somewhat of a bitch when she has to be; she calmly (not really, LOL) yelled out to the person: "She is handling a really large return!" And to sum everything up, after that HUGE return, I got to have my break and trust me, I savored each nanosecond I was free.

Okay, so you'd think that would be the end of a laborous day. No, it wasn't. Once I got back from my break, I thought everything would return back to normal. And don't get me wrong, it did...for a while. My manager comes up to me and said, "You will never guess who just came in right now." Curses, it was them again, wasn't it? What the hell. "The girl from yesterday." Alright, so I remembered her face, I just didn't really know what was really wrong with her until my manager told me that she was a wardrobe stylist for some indie film who had just exchanged a buttload of clothes/shoes/accessories the night before. It's as if these types of people time it perfectly, just right, so that they'd do all of THIS right before closing. Not to mention...her receipt?! Grand total of approximately $4,000. Life is good. (-___-)

I think that basically sums up my life for a while. Roommates have been great. Mama Chu is wonderful because she cooks pasta and other things for us. Planning out next year's apartment/roomie situation. Having a few shots with a few great friends. Going on cinematic adventures (Twilight! Oh yeah, I'm addicted to that now. Sigh. Why does Rob Pattinson as Edward Cullen have to be so gosh darn sexy? I predict this is going to be another "Freddie Prinze Jr. as Zack Siler from She's All That" obsession for me.). I've been taking pictures with my three awesome cameras. And my unknown celebrity suspenders were put to good use as a part of my nerd costume for Daniel's 20th birthday party. (The theme was plaid/flannel, but I did somewhat of a theme-within-the-theme sort of deal. Whatever, Frances did the same thing except she was an Indian.)