Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

In which I've had enough

I quit Shopko. One would think that an employer could expect someone to quit if they expect them to fail a class for them. But not Shopko. I called them today because the service desk people told me to talk to a manager about this situation. Kelly told me that quitting was the wrong reaction (Oh. Well, what would you do in that situation?) and I have no right to expect to have any specific hours free for classes and school activities. Well then, if that's how they're going to be, I really have no desire to work there anyway. She told me to call and schedule a time to talk with her and the store manager on Thursday. This is absolutely ridiculous. I hate that place with a burning passion from deep within my soul. When I got off the phone I started bawling like a baby. What would be the point of going in to talk with them? Norine is going to say she said no such thing about choir weekends (which would be a fib but it would be "ok" because she'd be saving her rear), and they're going to tell me I was the worst person they'd ever hired because I think it's ridiculous for them to expect me to fail a class for them. They'll tell me that no one would fail for not being there once and I'd say "oh yeah? Want to bet? Here's Mr. Svenningsen's phone number. Call him and ask if I'd fail if I missed those days."

I'm really upset right now. I just want to cry. I had a really sore throat on Sunday night and I was like, "Man, how am I supposed to do these rehearsals and the concert if I can barely even talk?"Monday morning my throat felt ok, but every once in a while, I got a really sharp pain in my throat and my airways would start to close up and I'd cough really hard and I'd feel like I was going to vomit. The first time it happened, I was trying to take notes in stats and I felt so sick I almost got up and left. I started to lose my voice in the afternoon and I was like, "Man, how am I supposed to do choir like this??" At choir, Mr. Svenningsen decided to cut out some sopranos in one part of a song because we were totally drowning out the altos, so he had a bunch of us sing in little groups and he had me do it twice and he finally selected me and 4 or 5 others to be in. I was like, "What? I can't even sing today. Why me??" But it was cool. Totally. :-) I went to the doctor today and they told me that I probably just had a very mild cold and I'd be fine by Sunday for the concert. Yay! She even checked my ears, nose, throat and lungs. I haven't had anyone do that in ages . . .

On a happier note . . . I discovered that I'm not invisible. Eee! Isn't that exciting? I find Beich and Andy hilarious. They dressed up as each other for halloween. Yeah. It's so funny because Andy and much bigger than Beich so Beich drowns in Andy's clothes and Beich's clothes were obviously too tight for Andy. The holes in the knees of Beich's pants were up on his thighs and the legs only went to his calves. Andy's t-shirt sleeves went to Beich's elbows and his shorts went almost as far down as Beich's jeans went on Andy. They looked so ridiculous but it was so funny. I sat down and Andy asked Nikki and Ashley to do something for him and while they were gone, everyone was sitting down and Andy sat down behind me and said, "Hey. MJ." I turned around and said, "Hi." He said, "I haven't seen you in a long time." I thought to myself, "Man, I never thought I'd hear that from anyone here -- least not ANDY . . . " His saying that made my day. I didn't think he even realized I was there half of the time, but he actually noticed that I wasn't around for a while. Wow. But yeah -- I would have been just as thrilled if it had been anyone else, too. It means that I'm really not invisible and people do see me. Yippee!

I sat down at lunch with the youngest Wiersma and Katrina and another girl. Everyone was wearing "I agree with Andy" shirts because we're trying to get more people to go to Cru and having 50 people wearing shirts that say "I agree with Andy" around school for a week makes people ask what is up. I sat down and I said, "This Andy person must be a pretty cool guy . . . What exactly does this Andy believe?" It was so funny because the girl that I didn't know was really confused and whispered something to Scoop and Scoop was like, "No . . . no . . . no . . ." And I was like, "What???" But they wouldn't tell me. Now I'm confused. Hm.

I heart you all.
~MK

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