Genesis
Well, here I go: My first blog entry. I suppose the first appropriate step would be an introduction. Alright, why not. My name is Chris P. (or Crispy - whatever works for you.) I'm a male, HS senior, living in eastern Maine. I currently attend Hancock County Technical Center and am enrolled in the TV - Video Production Program. Last year I graduated from HCTC in the computer technology program and am currently pursuing my A+ certification. I am also an active member in SkillsUSA. SkillsUSA is a non-profit organization that is dedicated to preparing tech. school and college students for the world of work. I am the secretary for the Maine state branch of the organization. I am currently employed as a cashier at a Hannaford Supermarket - and yes, I like my job.
Okay, that's a sufficiently stale intro. wouldn't you agree? I think I'll just jump ahead to the events of the day. Today wasn't particularly out of the ordinary. I had some difficulty sleeping last night, so, in turn, I had a lot of difficulty waking up at 11:00 this morning, so I could make it on time for my 12:30 shift. (The supermarket I work for is about 25 miles away from my home.) My job isn't all that complex. Like I said, I'm a cashier. I'm the dude who scans your groceries and handles your money at the checkout. The job itself, initially, had a slight learning curve, but now, after a week at it, I find that I am getting used to it and have managed to wire the required duties and overall routine into my mind.
The one element of the job that brings me some discomfort is my supervisors: I have several - six or seven, to be exact. They are called "shift leaders" where I work. The two that seem to be the root of this issue are Sherrill and Angella. Sherrill seems to need antidepressant's in a bad way and Angella is nice half of the time and then sometimes she has mood swings, up the ass. The others are generally very nice and I don't have any beef with them. My coworker's are also really nice, and easy to get along with. Most of them are either my age or younger then me. So they are relativly compatible with me, socially. I also get to deal with the public, which I enjoy greatly. Though it can have its bouts of stress at times, I find customer service to be an engaging, challenging and pleasing job.
My previous job - Oh, I hated it. I worked as a dishwasher at a restaurant called The Union River Lobster Pot. My boss couldn't have been nicer, but the job itself was a hell on earth for me. I was constantly in a hot, smelly, noisy, cramped kitchen, on my feet all the time, with no breaks, handling VERY hot dishes and having bits of food scraps sprayed in my face. It also didn't pay very well - just minimum wage ($6.25/hour). I ended up quitting and in no way do I have the faintest regret towards that decision. I LOVE MY NEW JOB! =)
Aside from that, let's brush on my social life. I'm very picky about my friends. I only have a handful now because a number are older then me and have since gone off to college or the military. I would consider my closest friend to be a kid named Taylor Bishop. I first meant Taylor at the beginning of the last school year. At first, I couldn't stand the kid. But, I do sometimes judge people prematurely. Once I got to know him, I found that he was kind, intelligent and a really fun person to be around. Our personality's are relatively similar and we have a lot in common. Though I haven't known him for very long, I feel like I have known him my whole life. He's like a brother to me and I consider his friendship to be a highly valued possession. Unfortunately, Taylor was recently diagnosed with Cancer. It's been quite an emotional roller coaster for those of us who are close to him, as he has been in and out of the hospital and his future health situation is rather uncertain at this time. Right now I'm not even sure where he is. I last heard he was in the hospital, due to an accidental drug overdose (he is recovering from amnisia, due to a virus that attacked his brain.) I haven't talked to him for almost two weeks and I am so worried. He constantly occupies my thoughts. The only thing I really want right now, is to know that he is okay. I intend to try and get in touch with, if not him, at least his parents or siblings and inquire about just what's going on, sometime tomorrow (my day off - yay!)
I guess that's about it for now. If anyone is paying attention, I will update you on how things play out soon. I will try to write another entry either tomorrow or Tuesday. Until then, this is Crispy signing off. </>
Okay, that's a sufficiently stale intro. wouldn't you agree? I think I'll just jump ahead to the events of the day. Today wasn't particularly out of the ordinary. I had some difficulty sleeping last night, so, in turn, I had a lot of difficulty waking up at 11:00 this morning, so I could make it on time for my 12:30 shift. (The supermarket I work for is about 25 miles away from my home.) My job isn't all that complex. Like I said, I'm a cashier. I'm the dude who scans your groceries and handles your money at the checkout. The job itself, initially, had a slight learning curve, but now, after a week at it, I find that I am getting used to it and have managed to wire the required duties and overall routine into my mind.
The one element of the job that brings me some discomfort is my supervisors: I have several - six or seven, to be exact. They are called "shift leaders" where I work. The two that seem to be the root of this issue are Sherrill and Angella. Sherrill seems to need antidepressant's in a bad way and Angella is nice half of the time and then sometimes she has mood swings, up the ass. The others are generally very nice and I don't have any beef with them. My coworker's are also really nice, and easy to get along with. Most of them are either my age or younger then me. So they are relativly compatible with me, socially. I also get to deal with the public, which I enjoy greatly. Though it can have its bouts of stress at times, I find customer service to be an engaging, challenging and pleasing job.
My previous job - Oh, I hated it. I worked as a dishwasher at a restaurant called The Union River Lobster Pot. My boss couldn't have been nicer, but the job itself was a hell on earth for me. I was constantly in a hot, smelly, noisy, cramped kitchen, on my feet all the time, with no breaks, handling VERY hot dishes and having bits of food scraps sprayed in my face. It also didn't pay very well - just minimum wage ($6.25/hour). I ended up quitting and in no way do I have the faintest regret towards that decision. I LOVE MY NEW JOB! =)
Aside from that, let's brush on my social life. I'm very picky about my friends. I only have a handful now because a number are older then me and have since gone off to college or the military. I would consider my closest friend to be a kid named Taylor Bishop. I first meant Taylor at the beginning of the last school year. At first, I couldn't stand the kid. But, I do sometimes judge people prematurely. Once I got to know him, I found that he was kind, intelligent and a really fun person to be around. Our personality's are relatively similar and we have a lot in common. Though I haven't known him for very long, I feel like I have known him my whole life. He's like a brother to me and I consider his friendship to be a highly valued possession. Unfortunately, Taylor was recently diagnosed with Cancer. It's been quite an emotional roller coaster for those of us who are close to him, as he has been in and out of the hospital and his future health situation is rather uncertain at this time. Right now I'm not even sure where he is. I last heard he was in the hospital, due to an accidental drug overdose (he is recovering from amnisia, due to a virus that attacked his brain.) I haven't talked to him for almost two weeks and I am so worried. He constantly occupies my thoughts. The only thing I really want right now, is to know that he is okay. I intend to try and get in touch with, if not him, at least his parents or siblings and inquire about just what's going on, sometime tomorrow (my day off - yay!)
I guess that's about it for now. If anyone is paying attention, I will update you on how things play out soon. I will try to write another entry either tomorrow or Tuesday. Until then, this is Crispy signing off. </>
