Deep in my Work

well my work is an ok job. i do not want to do this the rest of my life.

my boss is.. well let me say demanding. she whats things done her way and she expects you to see her do it once and then know how to do it perfectly then on. today i asker her for the key to the garage cause it was locked and i needed food from in there, well she looks at me like i am a bother and an idiot when she promptly says, "i don't have it. i think it is in the office. go ask someone else."

o well that is life

MY job at this place i have come to realize is Inventory and everything and anything else, because i get told what is wrong and how to fix it even if i had nothing to do with that area and never went there. it is still my responsibility to get it right. i will be so happy to be back at school and to do a job i like. reffing. its way easier.

the people i work with are cool! they all have tattoos and smoke. i have not seen a co-worker that doesn't have a tattoo or smoke. but they are all hilarious and just have good personalities. i'll talk about them at a later time and describe them more in depth.

well day two and another rant. :)