I had written a substantial amount, and my Blogger app decided to close. The gist was that this blog may take a hiatus until August when I go back to school. I just keep forgetting to post because I'm not on the internet as much over the summer as I am up at school. We'll see.
Monday, July 15, 2013
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
I Get to See My Boy in a Week!
http://youtu.be/h-LbvFckptY
(Hopefully. I requested the days off, but won't find out til Friday if I'm actually working or not...)
(Hopefully. I requested the days off, but won't find out til Friday if I'm actually working or not...)
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Second Day of Work
I really enjoy my work that I've done thus far. (I'm mostly joking because I've only had 6 hours of working and most of it was paperwork and watching instructional videos.) I got to reprice some merch and organize some things and learn how to work the register and the layout of the store.
This is my least favorite part of learning something new: when it's still new. I like knowing things, not learning them. If that makes any sense whatsoever. Like with fencing. It was fun learning the very basics because I was so excited just to do anything with fencing. But then, once we got into the more advanced stuff, I became super frustrated that I wasn't able to do all of it yet. Now that I'm going into my third year of fencing, I feel so much more comfortable with it and I have fun doing it.
I like this job more than my other two real jobs already. I think I have the people skills for retail more than food service. And I like talking to the little kids and making connections with them. Only problem is actually talking with them. A lot of them just clam up when you ask them a question. And I find it easy to relate to younger kids because they like a lot of the same things I like. I'm secretly eternally a 7-year-old.
This is my least favorite part of learning something new: when it's still new. I like knowing things, not learning them. If that makes any sense whatsoever. Like with fencing. It was fun learning the very basics because I was so excited just to do anything with fencing. But then, once we got into the more advanced stuff, I became super frustrated that I wasn't able to do all of it yet. Now that I'm going into my third year of fencing, I feel so much more comfortable with it and I have fun doing it.
I like this job more than my other two real jobs already. I think I have the people skills for retail more than food service. And I like talking to the little kids and making connections with them. Only problem is actually talking with them. A lot of them just clam up when you ask them a question. And I find it easy to relate to younger kids because they like a lot of the same things I like. I'm secretly eternally a 7-year-old.
Monday, July 8, 2013
Gymboree!
I had my first day of work at Gymboree at the mall today! It was pretty much just three hours of reading, signing, and watching instructional videos. Pretty meh all around. I'm kinda nervous about this job.
Gymboree is really about customer service. Like, REALLY really. Sure, some companies are like, "Oh yeah, sure, we put the customer first." But Gymboree. Gymboree, man. In their handbook, it says, and I quote (but not really because I read the training guide at 5 this afternoon and it's now 11 at night), "When a customer enters the store, stop whatever task you are doing to welcome them and assist them in any way possible." Like, whoa.
I'm afraid I won't remember everything I need to. I'm supposed to ask open ended questions and not boring questions and greet people by name if I remember it and talk to them about the kids they're shopping for and yada yada yada. First of all, I am terrible at remembering people's names. Like, not even kidding, I suck at it. Unless you have a made a rather huge impact on my life or we have spent extended amounts of time together, I will probably forget your name within a few hours, if not minutes. Second, I'm not really the best at small talk. But even so, I'm not actually supposed to make small talk; I'm supposed to ask them specific questions and provide merchandise that I think will fit their needs. On the up side, I personally think I'm great at talking to young kids. I think it may have to do with how much I used to babysit my cousins and the kids of my dad's coworker and the kids of people at church. I know how to handle kids for short periods of time.
Gymboree is really about customer service. Like, REALLY really. Sure, some companies are like, "Oh yeah, sure, we put the customer first." But Gymboree. Gymboree, man. In their handbook, it says, and I quote (but not really because I read the training guide at 5 this afternoon and it's now 11 at night), "When a customer enters the store, stop whatever task you are doing to welcome them and assist them in any way possible." Like, whoa.
I'm afraid I won't remember everything I need to. I'm supposed to ask open ended questions and not boring questions and greet people by name if I remember it and talk to them about the kids they're shopping for and yada yada yada. First of all, I am terrible at remembering people's names. Like, not even kidding, I suck at it. Unless you have a made a rather huge impact on my life or we have spent extended amounts of time together, I will probably forget your name within a few hours, if not minutes. Second, I'm not really the best at small talk. But even so, I'm not actually supposed to make small talk; I'm supposed to ask them specific questions and provide merchandise that I think will fit their needs. On the up side, I personally think I'm great at talking to young kids. I think it may have to do with how much I used to babysit my cousins and the kids of my dad's coworker and the kids of people at church. I know how to handle kids for short periods of time.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Dog Days of Summer
I've never understood that saying.
It's been rather hot, sunny, and humid here at the campground the past couple of days. It's a nice change from the dreariness of the first 3 or 4 days. I've just finished my Beatles homework for the week and now I'm debating starting my peer review for Technical writing or going up to the camper to get some lunch. I'm probably just gonna go get some lunch, to be honest.
Around 3 o'clock Jess'ca and I are heading out to our friend, Jenny's carnival. It's not really her carnival, but she's been a carny with them for a few years. We went to this carnival last year during the same week. I think it's Reading's "Community Days" or something similar. I asked Victoria if she wanted to meet up, but she left for Puerto Rico this morning. Lucky duck.
It's been really awesome hanging out with my 2nd oldest cousin and his wife and daughter. I didn't even know he existed until I was about 11 years old; he was away at college and didn't come home very often. He has two younger twin brothers (fraternal twins, they're very easy to tell apart) who normally come to the campground, but the older one is working all week and the younger one is spending the week with his girlfriend. I think now that I'm 20, my older cousins feel more comfortable around me. I'm no longer just little Chloe, the youngest of 11 cousins, the annoying one who won't stop talking, the baby. Now I'm 20-year-old Chloe who is an adult and only has 2 years left of college and can have mature conversations and is only a little bit annoying now. It's a nice change.
I got sunburned yesterday. I wore sunscreen all day at the pool and didn't get burned. Then we decided to go to The Green Dragon, a flea/farmer's market near here. I didn't think about putting more sunscreen on because there are canopies and tents everywhere at The Green Dragon. I got burned right on my back where my tank top curves in. It's super aggravating.
Alright. I think I've procrastinated long enough. Time to get some lunch.
It's been rather hot, sunny, and humid here at the campground the past couple of days. It's a nice change from the dreariness of the first 3 or 4 days. I've just finished my Beatles homework for the week and now I'm debating starting my peer review for Technical writing or going up to the camper to get some lunch. I'm probably just gonna go get some lunch, to be honest.
Around 3 o'clock Jess'ca and I are heading out to our friend, Jenny's carnival. It's not really her carnival, but she's been a carny with them for a few years. We went to this carnival last year during the same week. I think it's Reading's "Community Days" or something similar. I asked Victoria if she wanted to meet up, but she left for Puerto Rico this morning. Lucky duck.
It's been really awesome hanging out with my 2nd oldest cousin and his wife and daughter. I didn't even know he existed until I was about 11 years old; he was away at college and didn't come home very often. He has two younger twin brothers (fraternal twins, they're very easy to tell apart) who normally come to the campground, but the older one is working all week and the younger one is spending the week with his girlfriend. I think now that I'm 20, my older cousins feel more comfortable around me. I'm no longer just little Chloe, the youngest of 11 cousins, the annoying one who won't stop talking, the baby. Now I'm 20-year-old Chloe who is an adult and only has 2 years left of college and can have mature conversations and is only a little bit annoying now. It's a nice change.
I got sunburned yesterday. I wore sunscreen all day at the pool and didn't get burned. Then we decided to go to The Green Dragon, a flea/farmer's market near here. I didn't think about putting more sunscreen on because there are canopies and tents everywhere at The Green Dragon. I got burned right on my back where my tank top curves in. It's super aggravating.
Alright. I think I've procrastinated long enough. Time to get some lunch.
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Camping (Kinda)
Every year, my family comes to the same campground for the week of the 4th of July, Starlight Camping Resort. I don't know how it's a resort, that's just the name of the place. We've been coming almost as long as I can remember. I think the first time we came here I was 7 years old. Before that, we just went to the high school to watch fireworks or we would visit my grandma. The owner of Starlight, Dave, knows my uncle Barry because my aunt and uncle have a permanent site here and they visit as often as they can. It's a nice campground. Compared to some of the other places I've camped with my parents and sister it is actually a resort. Sure, there always bugs in the showers and there's gravel everywhere, but there's internet by the main office and a really nice pool.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Bein' Busy
It's been a few days since I lasted wrote on here. Whoops. I've been busy with Kristina and volunteering at the library and doing homework and blah blah blah. Tomorrow we leave for Starlight Campground and I'm probably not going to remember to post at all. I have to bring my laptop to do homework, so I should have the capabilities of posting. It's a question of whether or not I remember to post. Yup.
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