"heeeere mr. wonderfuuul..."
okay, fine. i'll post again. TWIST MY ARM!
the past two weeks have been a total and complete nightmare. i'm back working at borders, (that's not the nightmare part, but we'll get to that later.) where i work approximately 25 hours or so weekly... always until midnight. i have early classes. my alarm totally has it out for me and outright REFUSES to work properly. i don't know how many times i've mysteriously slept past when i set it for. i also had oodles of midterms and even MORE oodles of papers due within the past fortnight, but heaven forBID i even START preparing for aforementioned test/paper before 1:30 am on the day it's due. it's madness. i've reached a brief lull in the school work, though. *deep soothing breath*
like i said... i'm back at borders. i work back in the cafe now, so that's fun. it really is. it's completely different from being out on the floor and the change is rather welcome. of course, i have to deal with coffee addicts ("i'll have a large italian roast." "i'm sorry. we just ran out. we're brewing a fresh pot as we speak, though." *customer suddenly resembles the incredible hulk* "i need it NOOOOOOW!"), all the byu students who order steamers (which are the BANE OF MY EXISTENCE!), hot chocolate, and french sodas, and all the people who order things without espresso ("i'll have a mocha without the coffee." "a hot chocolate?" *like i'm some sort of handicapped person* "no. a MOCHA without the COFFEE!" *thinking to myself* "actually, it's not coffee anyway, it's espresso. and a mocha without the espresso is hot chocolate, but if you want to pay a dollar more for your hot chocolate, so be it,."), not to mention those same people who came into borders when i was on the floor and expected me to follow them around carrying their books for them. same type of people-- only now they expect their soy low-carb vanilla chai (heated to exactly 135 degrees) immediately, despite the fact that i also have 5 other drinks to make for people i like a whole lot better than i like them.
on the brighter side of work... i'm now fully integrated back into the dysfunctional family that is Provo Borders. after working at ICT, coming back to borders was like coming home. i was welcomed with open arms and am working with people who i absolutely adore. sure, it's stressful, but when i leave work, work stays at work. it's an amazing concept. i get to be loud and obnoxious and unprofessional and vaguely cracked-out all the time, which is the way it should be. plus i reportedly make EXCELLENT foam and pull really good espresso shots. go me!
okay... now to get to the title of the post. "heeeere mr. wonderfuuul...." menfolk frustrate me. they really do. two menfolk in particular that are a part of the dysfunctional borders family. IF you are 1) married b)engaged 3) dating someone seriously or lastly) biblically canoodling with someone... DO not flirt with girls! just don't! keep your hands to yourself and do everything possible to make yourself as unattractive as you can. it's your civic duty! doing otherwise is confusing and frustrating (as enjoyable as backscratches and impromptu hugs may be) and only causes brenda wrath. i was talking to my sister jen about such frustration and she asked if i needed her to smack some sense into anyone in particular. i told her to go after mr. wonderful, who hasn't shown up yet. (i'm WAITING!) so we were talking about setting traps and trying to lure mr. wonderful out of hiding. it was funny at the time, i promise.
well... there you have my rediculously long entry. i'm not sure if it makes sense, but i'm a bit past caring. just a bit, though.
MWAH!
the past two weeks have been a total and complete nightmare. i'm back working at borders, (that's not the nightmare part, but we'll get to that later.) where i work approximately 25 hours or so weekly... always until midnight. i have early classes. my alarm totally has it out for me and outright REFUSES to work properly. i don't know how many times i've mysteriously slept past when i set it for. i also had oodles of midterms and even MORE oodles of papers due within the past fortnight, but heaven forBID i even START preparing for aforementioned test/paper before 1:30 am on the day it's due. it's madness. i've reached a brief lull in the school work, though. *deep soothing breath*
like i said... i'm back at borders. i work back in the cafe now, so that's fun. it really is. it's completely different from being out on the floor and the change is rather welcome. of course, i have to deal with coffee addicts ("i'll have a large italian roast." "i'm sorry. we just ran out. we're brewing a fresh pot as we speak, though." *customer suddenly resembles the incredible hulk* "i need it NOOOOOOW!"), all the byu students who order steamers (which are the BANE OF MY EXISTENCE!), hot chocolate, and french sodas, and all the people who order things without espresso ("i'll have a mocha without the coffee." "a hot chocolate?" *like i'm some sort of handicapped person* "no. a MOCHA without the COFFEE!" *thinking to myself* "actually, it's not coffee anyway, it's espresso. and a mocha without the espresso is hot chocolate, but if you want to pay a dollar more for your hot chocolate, so be it,
on the brighter side of work... i'm now fully integrated back into the dysfunctional family that is Provo Borders. after working at ICT, coming back to borders was like coming home. i was welcomed with open arms and am working with people who i absolutely adore. sure, it's stressful, but when i leave work, work stays at work. it's an amazing concept. i get to be loud and obnoxious and unprofessional and vaguely cracked-out all the time, which is the way it should be. plus i reportedly make EXCELLENT foam and pull really good espresso shots. go me!
okay... now to get to the title of the post. "heeeere mr. wonderfuuul...." menfolk frustrate me. they really do. two menfolk in particular that are a part of the dysfunctional borders family. IF you are 1) married b)engaged 3) dating someone seriously or lastly) biblically canoodling with someone... DO not flirt with girls! just don't! keep your hands to yourself and do everything possible to make yourself as unattractive as you can. it's your civic duty! doing otherwise is confusing and frustrating (as enjoyable as backscratches and impromptu hugs may be) and only causes brenda wrath. i was talking to my sister jen about such frustration and she asked if i needed her to smack some sense into anyone in particular. i told her to go after mr. wonderful, who hasn't shown up yet. (i'm WAITING!) so we were talking about setting traps and trying to lure mr. wonderful out of hiding. it was funny at the time, i promise.
well... there you have my rediculously long entry. i'm not sure if it makes sense, but i'm a bit past caring. just a bit, though.
MWAH!
posted by Brenda at 8:53 PM
2 Comments:
Hahahahahahahahaha! Hahaaha! Hahaha! Hah. *Wipes tear from eye* I thought it was funny, too. :)
okay... going on with attempting to snare mr. wonderful... when i was a freshman my friend kera told me about how she was walking on the path between the wilk and the library and saw that some guys had set up a really big, obvious snare on the ground with a plate of cookies in the middle. the guys were standing behind one of the big trees snickering. oooooh, i wish i could have seen that.
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