Cashier Chick

Tonight I will start my training as a Target cashier. I had my orientation last Friday which, as most orientations are, a bit boring. We - me and some other new employees - were led to a small room where paper bowls of candy were placed before us and we just watched corny and boring movies about working at Target and how to act with customers who have disabilities and what to do about harassment. The sexual harrassment video was funny. In one scene, it was at a hardware store and the male employee was trying to tell the female about something. "Look, " She said, "I don't want to hear it. I know it's sick and I don't want to hear it!"
"Oh come on." The guy said. "Don't you get it? HARDware?"
Hehe, just cheesy shit.
So anyway, I'm starting tonight. I'm going in at 5 and staying til 10. Blah, it's going to be a long night. Yeah, just have to learn all the cashier shiznit and whatnot I guess. I'm not really nervous, and that kind of scares me. I tend to get really nervous about doing new stuff like this, but when I'm not nervous, that means I tend to freak out when I'm put on the spot. Damn....

Stupid Target

Target’s starting to get on my nerves. When I interviewed, I pretty much knew that I had the job for the girl told me that they were in need of cashiers, so it was no surprise to me when I received a call in the time that they told me they would and said that I had gotten the job. The girl, Tara, asked if I’d be able to come in on the next Tuesday at 10 am, but I told her I couldn’t for I have class at that time. “Ok…well that’s when we have orientation so I’ll have to call you back about that.” About a week had passed and I received no call, so I called Target and asked for Tara. “She’s gone on maternity leave,” the Target operator informed me. “Ok…” I said, not sure of what to do. “Well, I’m supposed to start orientation for a cashier position.” So she connected me to a new girl named Sarah and she informed me that they also had orientations on Friday, but she wouldn’t be working the next two Fridays but she’d try to have someone work with me. She said she’d call me back. Well, it had been a week and she hadn’t called, so I called them…again. She told me I could start the next week on Friday and I told her I’d prefer starting at 10 am, rather than at noon – the two times that they did orientation. Sarah said “sure” and said she’d call before then to tell me what I needed to know. Well, I’m starting tomorrow and they hadn’t called by today, so I called them….AGAIN! They’re having me come in at noon, instead of 10, which pisses me off. Orientation is 3 hours and I’m going back to Iowa when I’m done. I wanted to get done sooner than 3:00! Oh well…hopefully things will eventually get better.

So I'm a trashy Iowan eh?

My friend Austin came up from Iowa to visit me this weekend. What a time that was. Austin is one of those people who you can only be around for so long, until he just really starts to get on your nerves. Austin’s really opinionated and though that makes for some good conversations, it can really start to piss you off.

It was Saturday night and I was driving back to my little duplex from the U of MN campus. I was listening to 96.3 and had the windows cracked. Now…I admit it, I do have a guilty pleasure, and its name is “Hip-Hop.” Some song came on that I liked and so I turned it up. I didn’t turn it up that loud mind you. Still, Austin turned it down and said, “That’s trashy Liz.” Austin thinks blasting hip-hop music is trashy. (Of course, if I were to have been blasting Cher, he would have been quite all right with that…)Now, maybe it's because I'm evil...but when something like this happens, I like to dig my nails into a persons skin and twist, especially with Austin. I had found a weakness, and I was going to act upon it. With a smug smile, I turned it up even louder and put the windows all the way down. Austin was disgusted and turned the radio off. I stared at Austin with the ugliest death glare that I could muster. “Don’t fucking do that again.” I threatened Austin as I turned the radio back on and had the music blasting through the open windows. All he could do was sit and try to hide his face.

Cats and Toilets??

In about six weeks, I'm going to be getting kitten from my mother, but that's besides the point.

Now, maybe I'm sick and such, but whatever. I just think that cats crapping in toilets is the funniest thing! And not just the idea of it, but to actually see it! Ok, I haven't actually seen a live demonstration of it, but I have seen pictures.

Check it out.

Another one.

This one tells you how to do it.

Even CNN got into it.

Stupid Iowan

I was at a stoplight the other day when I looked to my right and noticed a guy in an SUV next to me mouthing something to me. His window was up and I couldn’t hear him, but I thought that he was going to tell me something about my car, like maybe a tire was flat or something, for he seemed to be looking at my car as he mouthed words to me. I rolled down my window and he rolled down his. “Can I get your number? Can I have your number?” He asked me.
God, I’m so naïve.

Oops..goofed on last entry

I made a slight mistake on my last entry. I messed up on what I said about his text to me the next day. I am only fixing this because the "text" that I put down was bad enough, but what he really texted me was FAR worse.
The next day when Jake was texting me, he texted to me: "I wanted to fuck you so bad last night."

Uhh, I was so disgusted, it's just so blunt!

Sex creep

This weekend I was back down in Iowa and on Friday night, my friend Kristi and her boyfriend Josh had a little drinking party at their apartment. My friend and neighbor Jacob who’s a junior in high school wanted me to come over to his house for a bit before I headed to the little party and this other junior was there. His name was Jake. Jake’s a sleaze. He’s just a total nympho and will screw anything that walks and has a vagina. But as I like to flirt and have guys hit on me, I was being my little tease self. But hey, I’m all talk, I touch no one! Anyways, even before I got there, Jake had it in his head that we’d be having sex that night. I went over to Jacob’s and just invited them over to Kristi and Josh’s place. The whole night, Jake followed me around and such. I kept pushing him away if he so much as made a move and finally he asked, “So are we going to do anything tonight?” I knew what he meant by this question. “I have a boyfriend.” I replied. Later on while we were sitting on the couch and watching the Conan O’Brien dvd, Jake made the comment that he wished that I would break up with Jay.

That night I went home alone and went to bed around 2:30. At 3:00, I was woken up by my cell phone. Jake tried calling me twice but I just ignored him. He then texted me and said that he really need to talk to me and wanted me to come over to Jacobs, where he was staying the night. I just texted back to say that he should just text it to me for I wasn’t going to come over. Jake wrote that he really liked me a lot and that he wished that I felt the same way too.

The next day, Jake texted a few times again. He made this one comment that just sickened one…in one of the text messages he said, “I really thought we were going to fuck last night.” Ugh, so creepy! That night, Jake had said that he did like me for other reasons than sex, but with a comment like that, I wasn’t too sure he was telling the truth. So I asked, “If you like me for other reasons than sex, then why did you want to have sex with me last night?”
His reply…and I am not lying, was: “To get to know you better.”Ok Jake, you talk to someone to get to know them better, not have sex with them. Well, unless you want to find out what venereal diseases they have I guess.