Sorry I haven't been updating, life has been trying to make up for the fact that I leave for college and schoolwork in less than a week. So, a quick series of updates.
Cats suck. Being allergic to cats sucks even more. It feels good to go on runs again. Superbad was SUPERAWESOME! Except for the bum reel our theatre got. For about three minutes, the screen would go sporadically dark green, and the sound would drop out. We have a new reel that was sent to us now though. Velvet Marauder is awesome and addicting superhero goodness. I need to find a copy of C.S. Lewis' "The Great Divorce," because not only did Ariel recommend it, but I also randomly found a review of it in a blog of one of VM's commentors. Two coincidences means I'm probably meant to read it.
Only two more work shifts and then my summer is free until I'm back up at school.
If you're really starved for forgiveness writing, I found a blog post about forgiveness. It takes a view of God's forgiveness in a different way that you don't really see too often.
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Work Today
As Flanders started to say in the Simpsons Movie, "The good Lord is telling me to confess! To a modest sense of pride in our community!" I am here to confess to a modest sense of pride at how awesome my work shift was today. Okay, so I don't really think being happy about my work is a sin, but I wanted to talk about it but my blog is titled forgiveness. :-P
I was checker from 2:30 to 11:00, and I was wearing my confusing shorts (they're just regular shorts, but they have all sorts of absolutely pointless straps hanging out in the pockets, which confuses me as to why they are there), and I also had on my "BFFs" t-shirt from Threadless.
I walked around watching movies for a while, as per my job description, then I went into the concessions area to get some popcorn and soda. While there, I noticed that in the candy spot right next to the butter dispenser, there was an entire stack of Kit Kat bars, eleven to be precise. Now, no one is supposed to put candy there because it is hot from the butter warmer and that melts the candy. There's even a large sign right next to the candy spot telling you not to put candy there. These Kit Kat bars were pretty much mush, so we couldn't sell them to the customers. They got put into the back refrigerator for managers and projectionists to eat (which I indulged in one of the bars later that night).
I then decided I wanted to stop this problem once and for all. So, I grabbed a cardboard box, found some duct tape and scissors, and started building a cardboard box insert to put in that candy slot so no one could use it. This took me about a half an hour of good old architectural fun, and the box fit perfectly. I was so impressed with myself. "Jury-rigging" is one of my favorite words, and for a good reason. I love making my own solutions to problems.
Then they sent me on break once I finished that box, and I went home and had some spaghetti, cheesy bread, and some strawberries and cantaloupe. I came back to work, and I was told to watch the Rush Hour 3 theatre, because the managers expected there might be problems. I got to stand there and watch the whole movie, and I only had to tell one person to put his cell phone away. It was pretty cool.
Then I got to have my work shift extended by helping one of my fellow projectionists count and close up shop for the night. Then I went home. So, for the price of about one hour of actual work, I was paid for about nine. Life is good.
I was checker from 2:30 to 11:00, and I was wearing my confusing shorts (they're just regular shorts, but they have all sorts of absolutely pointless straps hanging out in the pockets, which confuses me as to why they are there), and I also had on my "BFFs" t-shirt from Threadless.
I walked around watching movies for a while, as per my job description, then I went into the concessions area to get some popcorn and soda. While there, I noticed that in the candy spot right next to the butter dispenser, there was an entire stack of Kit Kat bars, eleven to be precise. Now, no one is supposed to put candy there because it is hot from the butter warmer and that melts the candy. There's even a large sign right next to the candy spot telling you not to put candy there. These Kit Kat bars were pretty much mush, so we couldn't sell them to the customers. They got put into the back refrigerator for managers and projectionists to eat (which I indulged in one of the bars later that night).
I then decided I wanted to stop this problem once and for all. So, I grabbed a cardboard box, found some duct tape and scissors, and started building a cardboard box insert to put in that candy slot so no one could use it. This took me about a half an hour of good old architectural fun, and the box fit perfectly. I was so impressed with myself. "Jury-rigging" is one of my favorite words, and for a good reason. I love making my own solutions to problems.
Then they sent me on break once I finished that box, and I went home and had some spaghetti, cheesy bread, and some strawberries and cantaloupe. I came back to work, and I was told to watch the Rush Hour 3 theatre, because the managers expected there might be problems. I got to stand there and watch the whole movie, and I only had to tell one person to put his cell phone away. It was pretty cool.
Then I got to have my work shift extended by helping one of my fellow projectionists count and close up shop for the night. Then I went home. So, for the price of about one hour of actual work, I was paid for about nine. Life is good.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Forming New Habits
I was reading something about getting into the habit of exercising, and it said to never go two days without doing something that you're trying to make a habit. One day every now and then is easy to miss, and okay, but once you miss two days in a row, it's so easy to blow off doing something the next day. And as a new blog, this is the third day since I last put something up.
I think there's a lot of truth to that statement, because I kept thinking about making this blog post tonight, then never getting around to it. So now here I am writing it but I have writer's block. Okay, so I'm lying a bit, but I want this to be a short entry.
Maybe there is some kind of habit I can try to take up that will help me be more forgiving to people. Oh yeah, I just realized, those are called "virtues" and someone already invented them. I need to come up with something different.
I'm in a bit of a bad mood right now. My body is just not working the way I want it to. I think it's getting close to the point of where I can be diagnosed as having "hypersomnia," which is also known as excessive daytime sleepiness. I want to sleep all the time, and it's like, never enough for my body.
But here I am, up late, and I work in the morning! Well, to get rid of my angstiness, I found a snarky forgiveness quote. Just one more reason to love your enemies.
"Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much." ~Oscar Wilde
Really not the best quote for a serious forgiveness blog, but what can you expect from me at a time like this?
I think there's a lot of truth to that statement, because I kept thinking about making this blog post tonight, then never getting around to it. So now here I am writing it but I have writer's block. Okay, so I'm lying a bit, but I want this to be a short entry.
Maybe there is some kind of habit I can try to take up that will help me be more forgiving to people. Oh yeah, I just realized, those are called "virtues" and someone already invented them. I need to come up with something different.
I'm in a bit of a bad mood right now. My body is just not working the way I want it to. I think it's getting close to the point of where I can be diagnosed as having "hypersomnia," which is also known as excessive daytime sleepiness. I want to sleep all the time, and it's like, never enough for my body.
But here I am, up late, and I work in the morning! Well, to get rid of my angstiness, I found a snarky forgiveness quote. Just one more reason to love your enemies.
"Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much." ~Oscar Wilde
Really not the best quote for a serious forgiveness blog, but what can you expect from me at a time like this?
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Another work story
Today you all get to know facts 3 and 4 about me. I have a little brother. My little brother works at the movie theatre with me (but I get paid more than him, because I've been there longer).
Today, he was working as checker. For those not in the lingo, a checker is the guy that makes sure the movies are running right and that no one is breaking the rules or being a nuisance in the theatre. Our checkers are allowed to dress in regular clothes and sit down in the theatres, so as to better spy on the people we're watching.
So he goes into the theatre we have the Harry Potter movie in, and sits down in the closest seat he can find. Later, he gets up, and his butt feels wet. He gets some of it on his hand and sniffs it, and what does he smell?
Urine.
Someone pissed in their seat, and just moved and didn't tell anyone. How do you manage to pull that off? He/she didn't even attempt to clean up after their mess at all! Why would you do that?
My brother got to go home, shower, and get into some new clothes while still on the clock. That's at least one good thing of this. I've never gotten paid to take a shower, I'm jealous.
Today, he was working as checker. For those not in the lingo, a checker is the guy that makes sure the movies are running right and that no one is breaking the rules or being a nuisance in the theatre. Our checkers are allowed to dress in regular clothes and sit down in the theatres, so as to better spy on the people we're watching.
So he goes into the theatre we have the Harry Potter movie in, and sits down in the closest seat he can find. Later, he gets up, and his butt feels wet. He gets some of it on his hand and sniffs it, and what does he smell?
Urine.
Someone pissed in their seat, and just moved and didn't tell anyone. How do you manage to pull that off? He/she didn't even attempt to clean up after their mess at all! Why would you do that?
My brother got to go home, shower, and get into some new clothes while still on the clock. That's at least one good thing of this. I've never gotten paid to take a shower, I'm jealous.
Movie Theatre Issues
Today we are introduced to fact number two about me: I work at a movie theatre during the summer and school breaks (fact one was my name, listed at the bottom of every entry).
Anyways, tonight I was working at the movie theatre on door (that's the ticket-taker, for those of you not in the lingo). Later in the night, at around 9:15-ish or so, some young teenage kid jokes with me that he was given a free trial to the theatre, and that he's allowed to go in for free. I played along and told him that was all right, but he had to take it up with the box people to get a ticket for me to rip. He said he was kidding and left.
He came back a bit later and said "Here's my free ticket," and tried to put a dollar into my hand. Instinctively, I jerked away in surprise and said "no, man." I thought for an instant, then said "Which movie do you want to go see?" He told me Chuck and Larry. I looked down at my time sheet, and I saw it was already an hour into the movie. They had missed a lot of the movie, almost half of it. "Heck, just go on back if you want to see it."
Surprised, the boy turned, and got his friend who had been hiding behind a Dippin' Dots machine in front of me. I let them both go, but I at least made them throw out the outside drinks they had before I let them go back.
Later in the night, two older guys asked about going in for free, saying that one of the other employees had said I would hook them up. The guy they were talking about was a good kid, and when I found out they wanted to see Harry Potter instead of Simpsons like I expected, I was relieved. Harry Potter would accommodate extra people much better than the packed Simpsons theatres. I told them they could go in, and they left to get two more people, a cousin and a friend to bring in, for a total of four.
Now, was all of this really so bad? The first two kids couldn't have bought tickets even if they had tried, the movies fall out of the ticket purchasing system 45 minutes after the start of the movie. There should have been a copy of Chuck and Larry running when they came, but it was cancelled due to "technical difficulties." In reality, it was cancelled so the Simpsons movie could be interlocked in that theatre, doubling the number of tickets we could sell for that movie. The kids thanked me, when they went in and when they came out after it ended. The other people were friends with one of my friends. I've thrown my weight around to help my friends at work. Just the night before, I had switched my friends from the crowded Simpsons theatre to the almost empty Simpsons theatre so they could get a better seat that wasn't right in front of the movie screen. My head manager had been being a bit of a pain to everyone that day, so maybe it was just revenge too. However, I didn't think of all of this at the time. I just thought "Ah hell, why not?"
I think the very fact that I have to try to think of revenge to justify my actions shows that it wasn't the best choice. I don't know if I'm really sorry about that though. I think I'd do the same thing again. I know it wasn't too good, but the bad I do seems like it's outweighed by the enjoyment I'm letting others have.
In any case, I have to be back at work in less than 6 hours. I think the lack of sleep might be punishment enough for what I did.
Anyways, tonight I was working at the movie theatre on door (that's the ticket-taker, for those of you not in the lingo). Later in the night, at around 9:15-ish or so, some young teenage kid jokes with me that he was given a free trial to the theatre, and that he's allowed to go in for free. I played along and told him that was all right, but he had to take it up with the box people to get a ticket for me to rip. He said he was kidding and left.
He came back a bit later and said "Here's my free ticket," and tried to put a dollar into my hand. Instinctively, I jerked away in surprise and said "no, man." I thought for an instant, then said "Which movie do you want to go see?" He told me Chuck and Larry. I looked down at my time sheet, and I saw it was already an hour into the movie. They had missed a lot of the movie, almost half of it. "Heck, just go on back if you want to see it."
Surprised, the boy turned, and got his friend who had been hiding behind a Dippin' Dots machine in front of me. I let them both go, but I at least made them throw out the outside drinks they had before I let them go back.
Later in the night, two older guys asked about going in for free, saying that one of the other employees had said I would hook them up. The guy they were talking about was a good kid, and when I found out they wanted to see Harry Potter instead of Simpsons like I expected, I was relieved. Harry Potter would accommodate extra people much better than the packed Simpsons theatres. I told them they could go in, and they left to get two more people, a cousin and a friend to bring in, for a total of four.
Now, was all of this really so bad? The first two kids couldn't have bought tickets even if they had tried, the movies fall out of the ticket purchasing system 45 minutes after the start of the movie. There should have been a copy of Chuck and Larry running when they came, but it was cancelled due to "technical difficulties." In reality, it was cancelled so the Simpsons movie could be interlocked in that theatre, doubling the number of tickets we could sell for that movie. The kids thanked me, when they went in and when they came out after it ended. The other people were friends with one of my friends. I've thrown my weight around to help my friends at work. Just the night before, I had switched my friends from the crowded Simpsons theatre to the almost empty Simpsons theatre so they could get a better seat that wasn't right in front of the movie screen. My head manager had been being a bit of a pain to everyone that day, so maybe it was just revenge too. However, I didn't think of all of this at the time. I just thought "Ah hell, why not?"
I think the very fact that I have to try to think of revenge to justify my actions shows that it wasn't the best choice. I don't know if I'm really sorry about that though. I think I'd do the same thing again. I know it wasn't too good, but the bad I do seems like it's outweighed by the enjoyment I'm letting others have.
In any case, I have to be back at work in less than 6 hours. I think the lack of sleep might be punishment enough for what I did.
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