CXVII : Bags

While I was eating lunch yesterday at work, I noticed on my lunch bag, the Ranch 99 in Fremont still said "coming soon." I'm pretty sure I got this bag within a month ago, and when I went home last week, I'm pretty sure the store was already open. When did this one open?

Stores should put more interesting things to read on bags because people like reading words on random places-- on shirts, walls, tables, ceilings, crooked signs, cardboard boxes, bathroom stalls, dumbwaiters, grocery bags...

CXVI : At Work

Yesterday, I met up with my co for New Member Coordinator because he wanted help working on the pamphlet about our fraternity. For someone who is a dual degree in business and pharmacy, he is much different from the type of business people I have in mind. I would like business people are strict on being punctual, on meeting deadlines, and on finishing work on their own. Maybe it's because he doesn't get as stressed out about having things prepared well ahead of time as I do, so he's so laid back about finishing things until the last minute. Who knows. Luckily, we were able to finish the pamphlet yesterday, which we need 200 copies of for later today. We got the 200 copies yesterday around 5pm. And we have to attach each one of them to our little goodies to the first years, which are two-sided mini pens that I found with my friend. I was afraid we were going to have to meet up super early this morning to finish putting them together because I had evening shift yesterday and didn't get off work until 11:30pm. Little did I know, my co was finally proving himself responsible! I get a text around 4am saying "I finished putting them together!" He has redeemed himself pretty well this time.

Anyway, what I wanted to record was my time at work. Because I had met up with my co on campus in the afternoon before I went to work, I had to prepare all my work clothes and items in my car so I could go straight to work. I was so glad that we finished on time so I could eat lunch and then drive to work with time to nap too. When I got to my workplace, I quickly changed into my scrubs in the back seat of my car, and then took a good 20 minute nap. Completely passed out. But in the back of my mind, I felt like something was wrong, I just didn't know what. I even put my feet up to feel more comfortable to nap. When I woke up a minute before my alarm rang, I realized instantly, "OH SHOOT!!! I'm wearing my sandals!" Abruptly coming to my senses, I strongly wished that I had hidden at least a pair of socks somewhere in my car since I knew I didn't bring my walking shoes at all. Of course I didn't have socks in my car! So I walked to the satellite pharmacy on the 7th floor and the tech for the morning shift, who is always so cheery, was like "oh! cute shoes!" and I had to embarrassingly say, "Jeri, do you have extra shoes?" The look on her face was a mixture of shock and laughter. Of course there weren't extra shoes in the pharmacy. Luckily, there were these blue cloth things that go over shoes to prevent lint or tiny particles from contaminating the air when you're working in a sterile environment.

So I walked around in those around my sandals. So embarrassing. I think it's dangerous for me to have a full week off from work and then go back to work. The school year is probably going to be full of mistakes. Gotta be prepared.

CXV : I Want to Complain!!

Much to complain about right now, but I'll continue to work hard even though I'm complaining about it.

When people sign up to be committed as an officer of an organization, why do they not regularly check their emails? Or why do they not respond in a timely manner? Or why do they not respond at all?

When people want to push their ideas forward, why do others not help out and make it easier to make it happen? Why do they just agree that it's a great idea, but it's up to you to see it through? You have to set it up, you have to keep it going, you have to make sure that it will happen while they just wait for you to tell them what is needed to be done.

When you trust someone else to finish their part on time, why is it more surprising if they do than if they don't? Why don't people understand the urgency of timeliness? Some things need to be done well ahead of time so we can avoid a rush or the possibility of running out of time.

When someone says they'll get something done by a certain day, do you really expect it to be done by then? No. I don't hold people to their words unless they can prove it to me the first time. Why is it that very few people actually keep to their word? If something comes up and you have to push it back a bit, I'm fine with just getting a message saying so. Why do so few people keep others updated about their part of the work?

Why do I have to be the one asking to meet up to get stuff done all the time? Is it not possible to have things done when we don't meet up? I directly ask if I can count on people to do their job, if they're responsible, and if their answer is "yes" then I expect that. So prove it to me before I start getting annoyingly pushy. I'll be superbly delighted when you're done with your part, but next time, I'll expect that you won't be contributing any output unless told to again.

Why do you ask if I can drive you to your car now and then go start a long conversation with another person after I've agreed? Why do you say we'll be leaving soon and then keep being superficially polite to others, causing us to stay even longer?

Why do you keep asking me "what are you doing?" in a given day? Why do you always ask me "where are you?" when you call me? Those two specific questions haunt me and I just want to reply with "why do you care?" but I can't say that to my mom when she's the one asking. Still, those questions get on my nerves.

Why do I always have nothing happening in my life that makes me want to tell others who are willing to update me on their lives?

Why am I so awkward with people that I can only attract creepy guys? Why do other women seem so much more interested in chatting about the topic of men and relationships than I do?

Why do I always feel compelled to say nice things about people? Why do I always feel guilty when I say bad things about someone before I've heard anyone else's opinions?

Looking at other people hanging out makes me feel lonely. But hanging out with people all the time gets tiring. I kind of enjoy walking into a restaurant or cafe and say "one person."