Roll, roll, roll in zee dough.

Another day, another dollar. Got paid today. Won't say the amount because it'll probably make you jealous. If you were a sweatshop working making a buck 75 an hour that is. If you don't then there is a fighting chance you probably make a shit ton more than me.

But anyway, moving on. I think I can wear a costume to work tomorrow for the Halloween festivities but I'm not too sure. I mean I saw a sign and everything but I was talking with a boss lady and she didn't think so. So I probably won't dress up. Which won't suck too much since 1) I don't have a costume and 2) the badgers play tomorrow so I can wear jeans as is. Though I did get to thinking about costume ideas on the way home and I came up with baseball fan (woohoo Counsell shirt!) and a roughneck. (damn you Dirty Jobs!) You know, just splash some mud or mud looking substance onto some cheap clothes and my face and viola, instant oil driller.

Hey, perfect segway (wtf is that not a word or am I just dumb?) to something on my list! The comparison of this store with my old one. Wait did I do this already? No I don't think so. Well. Let me tellya, there is a difference. (Since I'm lazy and can't just do initials of the towns that the stores are in since they both start with F's it'll be C and P. Figure that one out wise person!) First off, the customers at P are so much freaking nicer then those at C it is ridiculous! I mean I've been there a little over a month now and I haven't really had a bitch extraordinaire yet. At C I got like ten of those a week. And no one at P watches the screen like a frigging hawk to make sure the prices are right like at C. The people are just so damn nice. It's a tad bit scary coming from a store where I got a little nervous if something didn't go right ie something wasn't scanning to a store where shit, you can take all damn day and they don't mind. Yes I know that the demographics at P are far different then at C. P is in a small town, C is in a hub of cities all around. You get that neighborly feel at P while at C it's like um, who the hell are you person? Holy crap. I just thought of this, I don't think there is anyone but white people working at P. Huh. Well that's a difference right there. At C you didn't go bag for other people if you didn't have a customer. And if you did it was only to a register next door, it was risque if you went three away. Shit. At P I'll be on two and the person who is on 7 will come bag for me and no one has any issues with it. It's just so weird! I'm going to get spoiled at this store. I'll go back to C, all bright eyed and thinking that people aren't as bad as I once thought they were and then SMACK! I'm gonna get hit across the face with a metaphoric fist as the first person comes through my line and bitches that the avocados should be a dollar. Then I'll remember my doubt in humanity. It'll come rushing back.

Funny thing. My pessimistic out look at things, most notable people, is a good quality for journalists. The second guessing what everyone says and stuff like that is good. Score! A skill set I have that didn't take anything to get it. Me likey. And I've also decided that when I look back at my college years I'm going to refer to it as J school. You know, journalism school. Though technically I don't go to a school that has a journalism school. But saying "back in CA school" is no fun. Communications and Arts just lacks fun. J school makes me sound like someone special. Like Med school or Law school. It's the shit. Ooooh and Grad school. I'll just go to grad school so I can say that. "Well while at J school I decided to go on to Grad school, become a master of the field of mass communication. I've been thinking of perhaps gaining my PhD as well. So then it's off to post-grad school and a 200 page thesis on the media consolidation in the United States with a special emphasis on the print medium. Just call me doctor" And theres a sentece that I'll never utter again. Though if I do it'll be with the affluent voice that I typed it in. Oh yeah.

This is getting too long. Have a nice night.