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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

JOB

I have one of those.
A job.
It's exciting.
To have the job, I mean. The job itself isn't that exciting. Especially since it's probably only temporary, so I MIGHT get hired as a seasonal employee, after Rush and stuff. It all depends on how good I am, and how much everyone else sucks.
Not that I hope everyone else is really bad, necessarily. I just hope I'm better.
It's kinda like when there's a really cute cat that you and everyone else want to hold. You don't want the cat to scratch everyone's faces and pee on their wounds, necessarily. You just hope the adorable kitty hugs you instead of those other less-worthy people.
Actually, that's exactly what it's like.

Anyway, I'm a cashier. I don't know why.
I interviewed for a cafe job, but they didn't want me to work with them, I guess, so I was hired instead as a cashier. On the application I was supposed to select any jobs I was applying for, but I think I was supposed to number them from what I wanted the most to what I wanted the least. I just put X's.

I'm not saying I have a problem with being a cashier. It's super awesome to have a job, and I'm grateful. BUT. Dealing with money makes me very nervous because sometimes I can't even count it. I lose track because I get distracted by anything and everything, and then I have to count all over again like twelve times. This is kind of okay when I'm counting it to hand to a cashier who I'm making a purchase from (even though they're glaring at me because I'm an adult who can't count to $35.76), but I don't think it would be okay when you're counting change back to an angry customer who thought that that shirt was $15, but actually it's $18, so they're already angry AND NOW I'M COUNTING WRONG BECAUSE I'M STUPID AND SHORT.

Math is hard.


Luckily, though! most people will be paying with their credit cards or magical Financial Aid because books cost hundreds of dollars.
I think if someone hands me $600 in cash, and it's not in mostly one-hundred, fifty, and twenty dollar bills, I'll have a panic attack and pee myself.
BECAUSE COUNTING IS FREAKING DIFFICULT.


So.
Since they hire very few seasonal employees, and so many temporary ones (around forty), for them to want you as a real employee your cash drawer has to be perfect all the time.
And today after my shift I counted my drawer wrong and thought I was off by a dollar. (NUMBERS ARE HARD) I was so nervous and embarrassed that I almost asked if I could just put in a dollar of my own.... What actually happened, though, is that there was just a dollar bill stuck to another dollar bill.

And now I'm afraid that when I give change back to someone, a dollar bill will get stuck to another dollar bill.

Now I'm nervous and I hate myself.

Also the buttons.
Some of the buttons are confusing and there are so many.
And the bagging of items... How do you bag and scan things at the same time? I know cashiers do it, BUT HOW? I am confused.

I don't know how to make this more interesting.

Here are some ghosts I drew a while ago... Two of them are pregnant and two of them aren't.
Yes, ghosts reproduce. Duh.

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