Getting Back In The Habit of Things

Nearly five months later…

Can you believe it? It’s been five months sense the last time I sat in front of my laptop and hammered out a post for this blog. Where did the time go? So much has happened and yet so little has actually happened. I know that’s confusing but it’s true none the less. I guess I should try and catch you up on the last past five months. But really does anyone still read this thing? I doubt it. Which I guess is for the best. Since I want to change somethings up. Screw trying to find new and interesting things to write about. I started this blog to have an outlet to write about my life. Where no one who possibly knew me could stumble upon it and go…omg I know this person.

And to this point my life isn’t interesting. Sorry and I hate to say it, but again true none the less. So until that change…expect posts about my none to interesting in my point of view life.

So what’s been happening B.J.?

My Family

Well about two weeks ago my father told me that my parents were separating. To be honest, this is something that was in a making for a good eight years or so. But they tried to hold on…just couldn’t make it I guess. Last Thursday he moved out of the house. It was not an easy thing for me to take, not at all. But I’m getting to the point where it’s not heart hurting thing to think about.

Employment

Well I was finally able to find some kind of employment. And I’ll be referring to it as The Job. The Job…well Thursday I went to orientation for The Job. And I should tell you all that I got this job through a temporary agency. My mom has a friend who works there and she willing took me on in the agency. It’s not like she helped me get the job, because she didn’t. She just told my mom that she worked at a temporary agency and that I should put my application in with them. I guess that’s where the friendly favor comes in, because just like a regular job, the agency could turn you away, if they think they can’t find work for you. I didn’t know that but tis true. And my mom made mention that the lady said it was hard to find work for me because I didn’t have a lot of experience. And then in the same breath my mom goes, Taco Bell is hiring. And which point I asked her, Why do you think you need to penalize me because I’m only 23 and haven’t held a lot of jobs? I’ve worked at McDonald’s, I’ve worked for a Daycare, and I worked in the Library. Honestly that’s more jobs then most people I know my age. What would you have had me do? Quit the Library, and go hold many random pointless jobs? I highly doubt that a Library is not going to hire me because I didn’t work a Chili’s for one year and then switch to Applebees the next. I think the fact that I worked for 5 years in one location, that happens to be a Library is gonna look better. I have nothing against people who have done that, but usually it’s because they had no other choice but to keep switching jobs like that. I worked hard so that I didn’t have to do that, that I always had a secured job within the library, and when I was ready to move on from that department I did.

But going back to the job at hand. This job is for a call center. At that in itself is cause for dread within me. I hate talking on the phone, I hate it with a passion. For me talking on the phone is right up there with needles…not as high as spiders…but pretty darn close. So Thursday I had orientation, I already didn’t want to go because I didn’t want the job, but I went anyway. With me I had the type written instructions/directions. It clearly said go to building 521 and ask for Mr. SoandSo. Well I still don’t drive, but my sister’s friend’s husband works out there, so she offered to take me. And we went to building 521 and asked for the guy, well the security guy said he doesn’t work here, he works in 710. So back up the hill we go, I ring the bell and a nice lady comes and I ask again for the guy, she goes he should be in his office. So I wave my ride goodbye and go to the guys office, but he’s not there. She pages him and he finally shows up, he then goes I believe you are in the wrong building. Say what? Well he calls around and I was suppose to be in build 530, he says and ask for a Mrs. SoandSo. Well where is building 530? Hopefully close. No, it’s all the way at the end of the road. Well it’s 100 and something degrees outside, but I had no choice so off I go. Walking up and down hills. I don’t know how long I’m walking before I see a 520 building, well that’s odd I just passed 521 again. But I keep going, maybe it’s right over the next hill I say. The next building sign says 540. WTF?! But there’s a bend and the road keeps going, and he did say at the end of the road. Well I keep going another how many miles I have no idea, passing several builds, none of them say 530. Well the road ends…and the only building is 531. But he clearly said 530, he repeated it, I repeated it…530. But I ask the guards about a Mrs. SoandSo, and to be surprise its the right building. Well now the guard has to tell me where to go, and the usuage of ‘yonder’ and ‘der’ was use many of times. Another long walk across a field, brings me to a building and inside the guard tells me to sit in the lobby and wait. And that’s what I do.

Now let me describe the lobby for you, it can pretty much be summed up with one word…dingy. It was decorated with small furniture it felt like doll house furniture but it was dingy. There was one other girl in there with me and I could tell she thought the same thing. The company deals with clothing items, and on one wall was a display…filled with out of date lingere…and that too was dingy. And on either sides of the front doors were two of those humane rat traps. The ones that kills the rat but you don’t have to see it. And with in five seconds I was sick to my stomach and wanted to go home right then and there. But it started pouring down raining, and they must have told people to go roll up their windows. At least I beat the rain. So as people are going and coming, I notice a little table with a phone and posted note and what looks to be a sign in book. I wander over and it says for visitors to call there party. So I call the lady and leave a message telling her I was in the lobby, at this time I look at the clock and notice that is 1:13 or so. I was suppose to be there at 1pm. I go back and sit down and watch many people go back and forth but none seem to be looking for me. I go back to the phone try again, and even try the lady is says to call if you can’t get in touch with your party, she’s not at her desk either. 20 minutes pass and nothing, the other girl who I believe was there for the same reason I was leaves in disgust. Lucky. Another 20 minutes pass, it’s stop raining, and I’m very tempted to leave myself, use the phone to call the friend to come get me. But finally a lady sticks her head out from a door that needs a badge to open and ask if I’m me. I confirm and she goes ‘Oh you are super late.’ I go..-_-. She goes, ‘When did you get here.’ Truthfully I’m not sure, cause I don’t know how long I sat on the dingy chair trying to catch my breath before getting up to call her and look at the clock. So I hazard a guess and say “about 1:10ish.” She looks at me and goes…”Hmmm I don’t know about that.” As if I was straight out lying. My face: -_-.

So up the stairs we go and once we get into a room set up like a classroom she makes a annoucement that I have finally arrived. Now I’m sure everyone is thinking I’m a slacker or something. Ofcourse I’m not happy at all. She starts to go over the attendance policy. And then calls us to the back individually. When I finally get back there, she’s all like well I have you down for the 5pm to 10pm training class. Um I was told 10am to 3pm, she was like well this isn’t going to be a problem is it. Yes, it is. I don’t drive. I have to depend on others, and I already told them 10am to 3pm…I can’t change it like that. Her: “I guess I can squeeze you into that morning class.” So here are the schedule slots I have-” And she starts naming things, and they all encompass more than the weekend. Confused I was. Well it’s not a weekends only thing, no it’s a you have to work EVERY weekends thing. So my schedule from this day forward after training…Saturday through Wednesday 12 to 5pm. All the others ones had me working after 5pm to the wee hours…I don’t work after 5pm…so I took that one. And since I would be losing my weekends…why not be out by that evening.

So when she finally dismissed us I was so ready to go home and didn’t/don’t want to back. A lady was nice enough to give me a ride back to the building my ride drop me off at and we talked. Apparently she had some weird dealings with them as well. And also I should mention, that everyone who was in the training class, is from the same temporary agency. So I’m sure I’m not the only one who had the same problem, but maybe I was the only one who had to walk to the correct building.

And that’s the job, I’m not foreseeing a long time spent here. I just need enough to get a car and then I can really look for something else.

What Else Is There?

Well I’ve started the process for applying to Graduate School and I’m more than sure I’ve started an online relationship with someone. I should write more about both these things…but I’m tired of typeing and I bet you’re tired of reading. So I’ll keep it for tomorrow.

You guys keep it real. And stay safe!

B.J.