Yes, I am at work.

Dear Store customers,

Please stop coming in today. It is snowing, and if you stop shopping I will be able to go home early. As a bonus, if you stop coming in now, I will even be able to get a ride home. From my boss, but still, in a warm, dry car. Also, going home early would be a great early Christmas present for me. I know you are all shopping for your loved ones (presumably) but if you could do this one thing for me it would be much appreciated. Seriously people it's dark, cold, and snowing outside. Go home, so I can too.

Sincerely,

An employee who shouldn't complain about her job because it allows her to surf the internet for her entire shift.

P.S. Seriously. If you don't clear out by five I may be stuck in the U-district, which would usually be fine, but all of my stuff (read:glasses) are at my parents house and my apt here is frakking cold.

P.P.S Thank god, we are closing at 5:30 and I will still have a ride.

Warning!

Listening to Mamma Mia while at work my cause impromptu spastic dance sessions in the elevators and other public office spaces.

Goal:

Goal: Go to work all week

Outlook: probably Fail

Well then, where did my taxes go???

I'm interning with Social Security over the summer and today was picture day! A.k.a get your ID picture taken day. Fairly simple procedure: sit in front of the camera, wait while they enter your Social Security Number into the computer, take the picture and voila, ID card. One small glitch for me however as my Social Security Number is not in the system. I have been paying taxes for two years now...where, or I guess more accurately, who, got credit for that? If the IRS comes after me I'm blaming my semi-dyslexic tendencies. And The Man. Apparently when I thought I was writing down my number wrong on all those forms it wasn't just a funny feeling in the back of my head, I really WAS writing it down wrong.

My SSN isn't in the system, my credit card gets stolen/lost...coincidence? Probably.

EDIT: OMG, my SSN is correct but I'm not in the system. I'm hoping that sounds worse then it actually is.

Men in Uniform

Somewhere in my building is some sort of US Military, Naval or Air Force office, I'm not sure which. They (tall, hot men in dress uniform) took me by surprise as I turned the corner to the elevator bay . I was too busy stuffing the last crumbles of blueberry scone and looking dumbfounded (drooling) to register the division of the armed forces. I did, however, mange to mumble out a 'sorry' through scone crumbs as I almost ran into them. Point me for not spilling my latte everywhere.

Yes, I totally had blueberry scone all over my face. Does this really surprise anyone?

So It's Been A Little While

Finals and adjusting to a new 9-5 job has kept me pretty busy, I miss my blogs! The new job is great, I'm working for Social Security over the summer, and pays well but...the women in the cubicle next to me listens to smooth jazz on her radio,

Unforgivable!

Reading,

not that hard, right? WRONG. Here at the U-bookstore we're excepting back customer rebate envelops. Simple concept: collect your recites from the school year, put them in the envelope, fill out the front and return to store during the month of June. Every single sign in the book store states "turn in UW customer rebate envelopes in the basement". Does this stop customers from asking me where to turn in the envelops? When the sigh is right in front of their face? No, no it does not.

"Where can I turn in my-"

"Downstairs."

Trigoeconomics

I work as a Concierge (glorified word for someone who answers question and the phone) at a bookstore. Usually the questions are all quite uniform, "where is the bathroom?", "When do you close?" Today a kid that looked about ten asked me this;

Kid: "Where are the trigoeconomics books?" At least, that's the word I heard.

Me: blank stare, what kind of gibberish are kids speaking these days?

Kid: "In the math section?"

Me: ooooh, it's a math thing, "The math books are in the back." What the hell is trigoeconmics? And why is a 10 year old asking about it?