I'm going to work.

Kohls is cool. My manager is Katie Daugherty's aunt, oddly enough. Sorry, I don't know if I spelled her name right. She said that she's going to try to get me out early because I have class at 8 the next mornings.

It's nice. I like it. No one else wears their name tags, so I don't know if I will. I suppose I should. I'll bring it. There's alot of on your own time. We basically all walk around our departments putting new signs up. Luckily there's music playing. It gets hot towards the end of the night. Hopefully I won't get out later then one AM this time. I should go now. I just wanted to tell you guys about it.

It's a love/love thing.

Lazy sundays. Really, I love them. I do. Even if I have Kohls orientation today, it still feels like a lazy day. I'm supposed to have dinner tonight with Jessica and Hannah, but Jessica says she might be too tired from rehearsal. Which is cool, I guess. I'm surprised that they have rehearsal on a sunday, but I'm actually not really surprised. All the complaints about missing homecoming[when they didn't], and from what Katherine tells me, they need all the rehearsal they can get. They open this week.

I love Sex in the City. Carrie's narration is just running through my head. I want to write like that.

While Vicki was rushing to make it to rehearsal before she was even more late, I was contemplating my first day at Kohls. Orientation. An introduction, basically, to something new. What was it all going to entail? And speak of tail, Faraz was in the process of getting some.

I don't know, some bull like that. Anyway, I have to go.

Who am I, anyway? [reprise]

Am I a signage person at Kohls? Do I come in, after the store has closed, to replace old sales with new sales? Do I do this until one in the morning, for seven dollars an hour? I guess I will soon.

I'm not too ecstatic about the job, but it is a job. And anyway, what do I do from eight to ten pm? I buy stuff. So, at least this will help me save.

Lyn and I are going re-job hunting tomorrow. Maybe find something that a vampire wouldn't enjoy.

Besides, I have no idea why the manager thought I would have an eye for detail. I definitely felt like Augesten Burroughs, when he goes to offer his advertising for a sail company. They tell him that they're happy with their advertising company, but then offer him a job cutting sails. They didn't even ask him if he was qualified for it. Stupid.

And I just laughed on the inside.

I feel fat.

"Who am I, anyway?
Am I my resume,
that is a picture
of a person I don't know.

What does he want from me?
What should I try to be?
So many faces
all around,
and here we go.

I need this job.
Oh god, I need this show."

I got kicked out of the Chem lab today, because I was wearing flip-flops. Some girl argued back at the teacher, "These aren't sandals, they're shoes." The teacher then proceeded to get mad; her face steadily reddened, and she said, "It does not matter; they are open-toed."

Anyway, it's ironic that the above lyrics from A Chorus Line popped into my head this morning, as I am going to my Kohls interview this evening. I want to take a shower and shave before, but I have voice lessons at 3:30, and I don't know if I'll be back in time to do all that. I should have enough time to get home and change, and then I can grab my electric and shave in the car or something. I've done that before.

A guy to my left is wearing a beret.

That's college for you, I guess.

Unemployed? Pt. III

Lynashley and I both got calls from Kohls. We have interviews on Tuesday. It actually went like this.

Lyn was laying in my bed when the housephone rang. Daniel was the only other person in the house, and I knew that he wasn't going to get it, so I did. "Hello?" It was Kohls. We set up an interview on tuesday at 5. I excitedly hung up and ran into my room. "LYN!! Kohls called, they wanted an interview!!!!! YAY!!!"
She was pissed. "What the fuck?" For the past month, she had been trying to get jobs and they had never called her. Of course, the job that we apply for together is the job that calls me first. She starts chasing me around the house, yelling. I decide to use the stairs, since she can't stand them. Eventually we both get winded and end up on the floor of my room. She checks her phone. She's missed a phone call. From Kohls.

Anyway, I'm really excited that I got a phone call so early. It's only been two days, after all. Cross your fingers, lets hope Lynashley and I get this job together.