Sep. 2nd, 2011

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Last you heard, I might have gotten a job at Best Buy.

Well, I did.

I’ve only worked a few days, and quite frankly, I’m still rather ambivalent about the whole thing. One minute I love it and think it’s the best thing to happen to me, and the next I’m cursing Borders for going out of business and cursing myself for getting into this mess. It’s very, very bottom-line cutthroat type of selling environment. They give you daily goals, and you have to have end-of-day meetings with managers regarding your sales for the day… every day! And there’s like four hundred (literally, four hundred!) eLearnings I have to complete to get certified…

The people who work there, though, seem cool… for the most part. I have mixed feelings about my manager, who seems very nice and very genuine, but I have a feeling she’ll tear you a new asshole the second you are even remotely unsatisfactory. But all the employees have a good rapport with each other — joking, swearing, all that jazz — and there’s one girl, Brittany, who seems very cool.

On my first day, there was another new hire with me named Royce. He was very good-looking, in a masculine sort of way. He lives on a farm with his parents, and he loves sports, and he lifts weights all the time. He was tanned, well-built, with a Roman nose and a bit of scruff. RaeJean and I have nicknamed him North Dakota Farmboy. As it turns out, he’s only 18 — no surprise there, as I’m apparently determined to rob the cradle. What was strange, though, is the degree to which I wanted to bang his brains out. I mean, we sat next to each other on a couch in a small room — alone! — for something like three hours to watch these idiotic new hire videos, and I barely paid them any attention because I was too busy restraining myself from licking his bicep. The funny thing is, he wasn’t even that good-looking. He wasn’t hideous, and he does work out, but he’s not my type… the whole experience really makes me believe in pheromones… or something like that. I mean, yeah, I’m horny as all get out, but there’s bunches of men that I work with, some of whom aren’t too bad-looking, and I don’t want to throw them against a 72″ HD TV and fuck the shit out of them, you know?

Anyway, yeah, back to the job. They’ve scheduled me a ridiculous amount of hours, including many early mornings, and I’m not too keen on that. But the paychecks will be glorious, and so I’m hoping to get my new computer sooner rather than later. That’s exciting. And I hope I like it there. I’m still a bit hesitant, but I’m going to give it my all and hope it works out.

That’s really the only thing to note. Because I’ve been working so many hours at Best Buy, in addition to my keyholder position at Borders and my “third job” of babysitting my grandma’s shih tzu puppy, I’ve been pretty busy. I haven’t had any time at all to write, and the only reading I’ve been able to get done is a few pages here and there. This is particularly upsetting, because I still need to finish the revision of “Sunflower” for the editor (Steve) at Lethe Press, and I’m reading a book at the moment called The Boy with the Cuckoo Clock Heart by a Mathias Malzieu. (Yes, he’s French.) The book is amazing. Very surreal, very poetic, very fresh, and it’s short. It’s one of those books that I think I’m doing it a disservice by reading it in fits and starts. I wish I could sit down and gorge on the whole thing in a single sitting, but unfortunately, that just can’t happen at the moment. Maybe in a re-read later on in life…

I’m waiting for my cheese bread to finish baking, at which point I’m going to go watch an episode of Ally McBeal and probably go to bed. How strange is that, you know? Me, in bed by two-thirty! Maybe you can teach an old dog new tricks after all…


Sep. 2nd, 2011 01:35 am
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If you still read this, and want to continue reading this, please let me know. I've been cross-posting to a WordPress journal, but I'm growing tired of the tedium there, so I think I may migrate exclusively to the new blog. It's got better organizational features, though I will miss the social community aspect that seems unique to LiveJournal and Dreamwidth...

The WordPress blog, by the way, is