7 septembre
Well, I started my new job last week and so far things are great. I'm working at the local store, which doesn't sound like much, but I'll be doing everything from baking to clerking. I used a deli slicer for the first time yesterday and still have all my fingers. :) It's a little different working in a small town store. You wear many hats when you're trying to keep a little place running smoothly. It would be easier, probably, if I were working in a larger store, in one department. Instead of doing whatever someone else hasn't done since the last time I was in. Which it seems that cleaning is the least favorite duty in the store. Not a bother to me, just seems no one else is willing to lift a finger to clean a lot of stuff. OK, something to keep me busy with when it's slow as heck like yesterday was. LOL I live in an economically depressed area with very few jobs available, so I feel lucky that I've got this one. Plus it's so close, I can walk to and from work and not waste any gas to get to work. People around here, used to think I was crazy for walking to the store all the time and carrying my stuff back. What, I ask is so nuts about that? I'm saving $, saving wear and tear on a car, staying fit and healthy, and I use fabric totes so no plastic bags are used in the process either. I call it eco-friendly living and budget stretching. LOL Now that gas is so expensive, I find others don't think I'm quite so odd anymore. ha ha This store job will be good for integrating into society here as well. I've lived in the same house for 4 years and most people are just starting to talk to me... a little. LOL I'm not intimidating! I just wasn't born and raised here. Really, it took one of my neighbors 4 years to say hi to me. I'm breaking them down though. Little by little. I just stay friendly and say hi even if they are pretending I don't exist. I found out that one of my son's friends from school has been asking his mother if he could come to our house for like 2 years. She's never once tried to give me a call to arrange a get together for them. I told her that he'd be more than welcome to come over to play and that my son would actually love to have him over. I've talked to him before (not his mother though, I always see him unsupervised riding his bike all over town) and think he's a good kid. We told him before to talk to his mom about coming over to play. He has, she just never bothered to follow through with talking to me. The kids all know where we live and all they would have to do is stop by sometime if she couldn't fine our phone number. Somehow, I'm afraid she's just not going to bother to be involved even if she does say he can come over. Another woman, who her kid was on the same t-ball team as my mine completely snubbed me one time. I tried to be friendly and introduce myself to her and it didn't go so well. She looked down her nose at me (sorry, I'm short) then actually turned away from me. Have you ever tried to introduce yourself (stand in the middle of a room and smile while holding your hand out as if to shake a hand in case you've never had the same experience. The foolishness of what you are doing will stand out and now, imagine all the t-ball moms are watching you.) and they actually turn away? LOL It's a little awkward. I guess around here, colorful paint on jeans = poor and unsavory, not = Hey, there's someone who may have done something interesting before coming to t-ball. Actually had someone try to give me a $50 because I wore my "work" jeans into public. Lesson learned. I change before I go into public now. For whatever reason the paint seems to scare people. Well, I wasn't so scary once I was behind the counter the other day. Ha ha She finally talked to me! LOL Felt like saying, now was that so bad? Not that I want to be friends with all the Mommies, just that I would like to not be the odd ball out all the time. It's very cliquish around here. I thought my friendly nature would eventually wear them down and they'd have to accept me as a part of the community. ;) Just when I thought it was time to give up. All of a sudden people are waving to me as they drive past. It's a good thing my husband is my best friend! :) He gets me. :) Even if no one else does.
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