I am going to give you a taste of what it's like to be me, at work.
Most days I rush off after school, racing the traffic and attempting to at least get there on time. (I commute 30-40 minutes to work). But SOME days, I find the traffic (for some unpredictable reason) opens as if the Gods are saying "Yes, Kristina, you may get to work on time today."
And my policy is, if I have at least 15 minutes when I get into town, I will stop and get a Jamba juice.
Now, yesterday was a particularly slow and boring day in the life of a box office associate, and after the day shift people went home around 5, my manager Coral and I were there alone for 2 more hours. I don't know how to explain Coral, really. She is the assistant manager, and one of my very good friends, and the only reason this job hasn't made me lose my mind (I've worked here for THREE YEARS). Now that I have watched enough of the Office (Update: Season 3, Episode 7) I can relate to you that together, Coral and I probably make up the Jim of our office. Like the time we reset everyone's monitors to be sideways when we knew we weren't coming in the next morning and no one that WAS coming in would be computer savvy enough to fix it. xD I'll get to that, though.
Yesterday, I was bored of facebook. I was bored of bloons. I was bored of freecell and god forbid, I was bored of proofing subscriptions (what I was actually supposed to be doing). So instead, I was staring at my Jamba Juice cup. After much pondering, I turned to Coral and asked, "Big strawberry or small blender?"
We decided after much debate that it could really be either, but we HOPED it was a big strawberry, because there is nothing cool or exciting about a small blender. In fact, I would go so far as to say a small blender would be kind of stupid, and a waste of everyone's time.
Later, Coral was trying to print something, and couldn't because of a backlog of things that had been waiting in the queue since Jenn, the manager, had gone home. Coral just let them print, assuming they were important. They weren't. What printed was FIFTY copies of a document we didnt even need, and instead of writing "I HATE YOU SO MUCH" and tacking it to the corkboard like Coral usually does when Jenn messes up the printer, we instead decided to staple all fifty pieces of paper to her desk.
We left the place at 8:30 looking like this, quite proud of ourselves:
Just another boring day in the life of "Kristina when she's not on YouTube or being a Parselmouth." Now you know the sad truth. I'm just an easily amused office lady.
Today's word: Tardisniffles
Resulting condition after watching an Russell T Davies-inspired season finale. -randomcherries
i love reading this thin
9 hours ago