Secret # 1: I never asked anyone for a ride back to VCU (not that anyone offered) because I thought it would be nice for Mom and I to have time in the car together.
Tonight she asked me why I couldn't get a ride back and I fumbled with an answer. I think she was a bit annoyed that she had to drive me back. She wasn't unwilling, but I think driving me back wasn't at the top of her to-do list for tomorrow.
Am I selfish? I know she's tired, and I know she works a lot. She worked all weekend on preparing for Thanksgiving, put up with Dad, dealt with Grandma, and all of us.
I wish things were like they were when Mom wasn't working.
I think I might be bitter about this.
I've decided to not work at Restoration Hardware this winter. I didn't realize that Jackie would be home without a car... and if Christina and Kara get jobs too, it's going to be a nightmare.
So instead, I'll be working for my Dad's company.
I think I might regret this. However, he says there is research he needs done, and also filing, so I'm down for doing secretarial work if it keeps me the hell away from Tysons. I would like to enjoy shopping on my winter break, thank you very much.
Showing posts with label Resto. Show all posts
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Monday, July 21, 2008
The Way I See It # 295
Life at Resto is considerably hard to bear nowadays. While I fold the towels you scramble to buy at 20% off I'm thinking of how fast I could force myself to go down Vale road without getting caught or losing control. To see what my limits are in a car are unexpectedly on my mind all the time. This coming from the girl who got into that.... ahem.... car accident. My mind wonders to the Dupont Race Way where my dad learned to drive about a million years ago. Being knowledgeable behind the wheel is very appealing to me. Barreling around a curve at 98 MPH is also very appealing to me.
but I digress.... my mind has wondered off as it does when you ask me what ingredients are in our hand soap.
Meanwhile I'm shrugging my shoulders to the mellow music that has been demographically chosen to ease you into the spending mood. You have no control over your delight that our "White Fig" fragranced items are 50% off. Ask me about the natural origin of a white fig and I will punch you in eye.
Taking in the automatic ethnography that studying Anthropology has taught me to do, the typical shopper at Resto. is middle aged and somehow redecorating every room in the house. What color are your walls? Green? Did you know that green is a soothing color that injects your room with tranquility?
See Also: Silver Sage
See Also: Dark Sage
See Also: Sea Green
I hope you know that the kind of room you are decorating dictates the kind of draperies you'll want to buy. Decorating a bedroom? Don't buy the sheer silk panels unless you want some Peeping Tom (or the secretly lucky bystander) to look in as you and your husband, or lover, or teenage son/girlfriend, do the nasty with no covers thrown over the situation.
I've charted out some sort of Evolutionary grid, following the steps outlined in Archaeology 101. Collecting data, using it's Datum, finding the carbon date of each and every Starbucks coffee cup (my life as a....?) I find nestled in the beds and under the furniture. I'm creating a time line of man's evolution: our devolution, as the mall rat depicts. Not being able to find a suitable place to take care of her young, a novice mother changes a diaper on one of the beds. A young girl drops a Christmas tree ornament and begins to sob uncontrollably as I tell her it's okay, and I don't mention payment to her parents. The evolutionary chart turns to a kind of demographic that floods the store: those who spruce up the facilities.
Redoing the bathroom, you say? Why don't you buy into something that went out of style in the 18th century? We have the vintage faucets, styled old enough to make you feel as though your bathroom will amount to something that you yourself couldn't be: special. Analyze the differences between the framed and frameless mirrors, and take a special minute to think about what finish you want everything in. Pick the right one and you won't have shipping costs. Oil Rubbed Bronze? Sorry Charlie, no go.
See Also: Polished Chrome
See Also: Satin Nickle
Can't tell the finishes apart? need help recognizing Polished Nickle from Polished Chrome? The crucial choice between which silvery finish you want is the most important thing in my life at the moment. As a sales associate I am only concerned with helping you dicipher the different finishes and textures that will help make your bathroom your most admired room. You know... the room you shit in? The room you throw up in after getting wasted at garden parties and poker nights with the neighborhood ladies?
And feel free to make me feel as inadequate as possible! Be my guest to throw things around that I arrange so perfectly. Don't you realize that I am creating the image you desperately want in your own home? You don't buy the mounds of towels because you need them, you buy them because somehow you're certain that by having them your life will be as neat and straight as the store you bought them from. This is the point of merchandising. This is why VCU students in the Mass Comm. major are going to make millions.
Rip the walls down, ruin what I put up every night, be as callous as possible when I tell you that we actually don't carry out furniture in stock.
I won't mind. I will occupy my time after closing, bitching about the way you treated me, and conversing with my coworkers about things that shouldn't be talked about at work.
See Also: Getting wasted
See Also: Ecstasy, Acid, and shrooms
See Also: people having sex on the show floor beds
Don't worry, not that you will.
I'll drive home that night, speeding cautiously to Gwen Stefani and smelling the White Fig lotion I put on my hands before clocking out.
but I digress.... my mind has wondered off as it does when you ask me what ingredients are in our hand soap.
Meanwhile I'm shrugging my shoulders to the mellow music that has been demographically chosen to ease you into the spending mood. You have no control over your delight that our "White Fig" fragranced items are 50% off. Ask me about the natural origin of a white fig and I will punch you in eye.
Taking in the automatic ethnography that studying Anthropology has taught me to do, the typical shopper at Resto. is middle aged and somehow redecorating every room in the house. What color are your walls? Green? Did you know that green is a soothing color that injects your room with tranquility?
See Also: Silver Sage
See Also: Dark Sage
See Also: Sea Green
I hope you know that the kind of room you are decorating dictates the kind of draperies you'll want to buy. Decorating a bedroom? Don't buy the sheer silk panels unless you want some Peeping Tom (or the secretly lucky bystander) to look in as you and your husband, or lover, or teenage son/girlfriend, do the nasty with no covers thrown over the situation.
I've charted out some sort of Evolutionary grid, following the steps outlined in Archaeology 101. Collecting data, using it's Datum, finding the carbon date of each and every Starbucks coffee cup (my life as a....?) I find nestled in the beds and under the furniture. I'm creating a time line of man's evolution: our devolution, as the mall rat depicts. Not being able to find a suitable place to take care of her young, a novice mother changes a diaper on one of the beds. A young girl drops a Christmas tree ornament and begins to sob uncontrollably as I tell her it's okay, and I don't mention payment to her parents. The evolutionary chart turns to a kind of demographic that floods the store: those who spruce up the facilities.
Redoing the bathroom, you say? Why don't you buy into something that went out of style in the 18th century? We have the vintage faucets, styled old enough to make you feel as though your bathroom will amount to something that you yourself couldn't be: special. Analyze the differences between the framed and frameless mirrors, and take a special minute to think about what finish you want everything in. Pick the right one and you won't have shipping costs. Oil Rubbed Bronze? Sorry Charlie, no go.
See Also: Polished Chrome
See Also: Satin Nickle
Can't tell the finishes apart? need help recognizing Polished Nickle from Polished Chrome? The crucial choice between which silvery finish you want is the most important thing in my life at the moment. As a sales associate I am only concerned with helping you dicipher the different finishes and textures that will help make your bathroom your most admired room. You know... the room you shit in? The room you throw up in after getting wasted at garden parties and poker nights with the neighborhood ladies?
And feel free to make me feel as inadequate as possible! Be my guest to throw things around that I arrange so perfectly. Don't you realize that I am creating the image you desperately want in your own home? You don't buy the mounds of towels because you need them, you buy them because somehow you're certain that by having them your life will be as neat and straight as the store you bought them from. This is the point of merchandising. This is why VCU students in the Mass Comm. major are going to make millions.
Rip the walls down, ruin what I put up every night, be as callous as possible when I tell you that we actually don't carry out furniture in stock.
I won't mind. I will occupy my time after closing, bitching about the way you treated me, and conversing with my coworkers about things that shouldn't be talked about at work.
See Also: Getting wasted
See Also: Ecstasy, Acid, and shrooms
See Also: people having sex on the show floor beds
Don't worry, not that you will.
I'll drive home that night, speeding cautiously to Gwen Stefani and smelling the White Fig lotion I put on my hands before clocking out.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
The Way I See It # 293
I have to go to work today from 4-11. I don't want to go. But then again I was so bored yesterday. I had the entire day off after seeing Dark Knight, and I didn't do anything. I asked Mom if she wanted to do anything but she didn't. Sid was at work, and sleeping and such, and Christina and Kara were both working. It was really uneventful. I did call my landlord about getting the key and the apartment and stuff, but other than that I didn't do anything.
Today I spent the morning reading "Choke" by Chuck Pahlanhiuk, and now I need to take a shower to get cleaned up. I feel lazy. Lazy, and I don't want to do anything either. Maybe I'll feel better when I wash my hair, put in contacts, and get ready.
I think that work is going to suck tonight. After all, it is a Saturday. I would really love it if no one came in to Resto tonight. I hate dealing with bad customers. Or rather, I would like it if everyone just bought something off the floor, and didn't fuss about shipping charges or when the packages will arrive at their house. I hope we also aren't understocked or understaffed. I would like a stress-free environment and I would like it if No one wants the 3rd, 8th, or 9th off in August.
I guess I've decided to go back home after moving in and work a week. I guess my last day will be August 13th or 14th.
Today I spent the morning reading "Choke" by Chuck Pahlanhiuk, and now I need to take a shower to get cleaned up. I feel lazy. Lazy, and I don't want to do anything either. Maybe I'll feel better when I wash my hair, put in contacts, and get ready.
I think that work is going to suck tonight. After all, it is a Saturday. I would really love it if no one came in to Resto tonight. I hate dealing with bad customers. Or rather, I would like it if everyone just bought something off the floor, and didn't fuss about shipping charges or when the packages will arrive at their house. I hope we also aren't understocked or understaffed. I would like a stress-free environment and I would like it if No one wants the 3rd, 8th, or 9th off in August.
I guess I've decided to go back home after moving in and work a week. I guess my last day will be August 13th or 14th.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
The Way I See It # 286
I'm going to work in about an hour, and I don't know whether to pack a dinner or not. I sometimes pack a lean cuisine for dinner, but I can't lie, those things just aren't enough food. But I don't want to spend money at the mall.
I got paid yesterday (YES). And now I am quite better off financially than I have been in the recent past (obviously). Now I have the great challenge of convincing my dad to buy the furniture I need, while I pay for the things that I don't. It's going to be a hectic month of August. I head for RVA the weekend of the 8th, where I will begin the monumental effort to make my apartment a comforting place to live. I'm thinking of having a party, but I'm not sure if I'll have the funds for such a shindig. PLUS my landlord shares a wall with me (fuck!). But he'll be moving out soon, I hope a nice family with children will move in so I can babysit and make money.
I went to target to scope out prices and the everyday stuff I'll need. Their cooking ware, knives, pots, toasters, microwaves, etc. are all relatively cheap, so I'm excited that the item won't blow my budget. What's my budget? I have no idea yet, but I plan to save part of my savings for myself. My original plan was to have a nest egg with which to buy clothing, food, and anything I want during my sophomore year. I hate it when things don't go as planned, which is more often than not I should think.
Thursday night Sid and I are working roughly the same hours, and after our shifts end we will be seeing "The Dark Knight" at the midnight showing. I am very excited.
I'm going to go now and try to enjoy myself before I have to go back to work. Thank god I'm not closing tonight. yesterday the store was completely torn apart by overheated consumers looking for a way to cool off. In the end it was their pocket books that were burning. I don't understand this need for material things in a recession (says the girl who must furnish her apartment in the next 4 weeks). Do these people really need to be redoing their bathroom? Do you NEED that new mailbox with all appropriate house numbers? And does one really need five bottles of leather cleaner? The need for towels is so great that I can't compute how much lint all of the towels will shed together. Enough to make you think my pants are white (They are black).
I don't mind retail, but it's a bitch. And it's Tysons. That's the problem. Most People that shop at Tysons are conceited, rich, overbearing housewives from Mclean who have nothing better to do than buy 6 panels of $300 draperies for their laundry room.
ew-ick.
I got paid yesterday (YES). And now I am quite better off financially than I have been in the recent past (obviously). Now I have the great challenge of convincing my dad to buy the furniture I need, while I pay for the things that I don't. It's going to be a hectic month of August. I head for RVA the weekend of the 8th, where I will begin the monumental effort to make my apartment a comforting place to live. I'm thinking of having a party, but I'm not sure if I'll have the funds for such a shindig. PLUS my landlord shares a wall with me (fuck!). But he'll be moving out soon, I hope a nice family with children will move in so I can babysit and make money.
I went to target to scope out prices and the everyday stuff I'll need. Their cooking ware, knives, pots, toasters, microwaves, etc. are all relatively cheap, so I'm excited that the item won't blow my budget. What's my budget? I have no idea yet, but I plan to save part of my savings for myself. My original plan was to have a nest egg with which to buy clothing, food, and anything I want during my sophomore year. I hate it when things don't go as planned, which is more often than not I should think.
Thursday night Sid and I are working roughly the same hours, and after our shifts end we will be seeing "The Dark Knight" at the midnight showing. I am very excited.
I'm going to go now and try to enjoy myself before I have to go back to work. Thank god I'm not closing tonight. yesterday the store was completely torn apart by overheated consumers looking for a way to cool off. In the end it was their pocket books that were burning. I don't understand this need for material things in a recession (says the girl who must furnish her apartment in the next 4 weeks). Do these people really need to be redoing their bathroom? Do you NEED that new mailbox with all appropriate house numbers? And does one really need five bottles of leather cleaner? The need for towels is so great that I can't compute how much lint all of the towels will shed together. Enough to make you think my pants are white (They are black).
I don't mind retail, but it's a bitch. And it's Tysons. That's the problem. Most People that shop at Tysons are conceited, rich, overbearing housewives from Mclean who have nothing better to do than buy 6 panels of $300 draperies for their laundry room.
ew-ick.
Monday, June 23, 2008
The Way I See It # 271
I'm off for the next three days and I feel amazing about it. Work was hard tonight, but knowing that I get paid on Friday, and I don't work until then made it tolerable. The store was a fucking mess, however, when we closed to cleaning up until 11 sucked. Oh well. As for getting the fourth of July off, you'd think I had done the company a great injustice. Bullshit since I've worked my ass off trying to please everyone and taking on more hours. I should at least get my first request off day. But I have it off, and Ehsan is a savior, and that's that.
My feet are in terrible shape. I've been wearing the wrong kinds of shoes (flat and high) and I'm feeling the repercussions. Did Carrie Bradshaw ever have this problem? Speaking of Carrie Bradshaw, Sidney got me the Sex And The City movie poster for me from work! Now I have something to put up in my apartment next year! I thought he was going to get me the Indiana Jones poster, but this is so much better. Thanks Sidney :).
So tomorrow my plan is to sleep in, call Abby, and get lunch or something since we never have our days off on the same day. That should be fun. There are a lot of people I want to hang out with including Julian, Michele, Abby, Ebbie, the guys from school like Evan, Dombrowski, and Geoffrion, and Coppola. I kind of miss everyone. lately my life has been very scheduled. I'm working all the time, and when I'm not working I'm with Sidney (Not that I don't love that), but I need to keep in touch with other people otherwise I'll go into another year with a deminished supply of friends.
I'm going on a diet. I thought back on the time that I was at my desirable weight and that's when I ate nothing. No breakfast, half a sandwich for lunch with water, and then maybe half my dinner. That was so long ago. So I'ma take a stab at getting back to where I was. And the running thing I still want to do. Sid's taking up running again so that's cool.
I should go to sleep, it's cold and late.
My feet are in terrible shape. I've been wearing the wrong kinds of shoes (flat and high) and I'm feeling the repercussions. Did Carrie Bradshaw ever have this problem? Speaking of Carrie Bradshaw, Sidney got me the Sex And The City movie poster for me from work! Now I have something to put up in my apartment next year! I thought he was going to get me the Indiana Jones poster, but this is so much better. Thanks Sidney :).
So tomorrow my plan is to sleep in, call Abby, and get lunch or something since we never have our days off on the same day. That should be fun. There are a lot of people I want to hang out with including Julian, Michele, Abby, Ebbie, the guys from school like Evan, Dombrowski, and Geoffrion, and Coppola. I kind of miss everyone. lately my life has been very scheduled. I'm working all the time, and when I'm not working I'm with Sidney (Not that I don't love that), but I need to keep in touch with other people otherwise I'll go into another year with a deminished supply of friends.
I'm going on a diet. I thought back on the time that I was at my desirable weight and that's when I ate nothing. No breakfast, half a sandwich for lunch with water, and then maybe half my dinner. That was so long ago. So I'ma take a stab at getting back to where I was. And the running thing I still want to do. Sid's taking up running again so that's cool.
I should go to sleep, it's cold and late.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
The Way I See It # 265
I worked 2-11 last night and I am so exhausted. Too bad I have to go in today at 1-6. Tomorrow is my day off and I'll be spending it in Richmond looking for a house/room/roommate/apartment.... whatever the fuck I can find. I'm going to see Linda, who has been giving me a run around however nice she has been to me. The cleaning woman Tanya is here. I like her I guess. She's taking over for Dominga who is too pregnant to work. Resto. has a new Baby line and I think we should get her something from there, but it's really expensive and I don't get a discount.
Yesterday the VP of Resto came in and he was really nice. It was intimidating at first to meet the Senior VP of the company, but he was really cool and laid back, and really West Coast.
After work I got to see Sid, Alejandro, Nick, Evan, and Danny so that was nice. It was nice to be around people that are my age. Everyone I work with at Resto is so much older than me.... some have white hair. But the job is sweet, I can't complain.
I have a headache right now.... maybe I'll develop chronic ones like Sid.... ugh.
Yesterday the VP of Resto came in and he was really nice. It was intimidating at first to meet the Senior VP of the company, but he was really cool and laid back, and really West Coast.
After work I got to see Sid, Alejandro, Nick, Evan, and Danny so that was nice. It was nice to be around people that are my age. Everyone I work with at Resto is so much older than me.... some have white hair. But the job is sweet, I can't complain.
I have a headache right now.... maybe I'll develop chronic ones like Sid.... ugh.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
The Way I See It # 263
Working at Resto is getting to me. I love it there, the people are nice, and I get sweet money, but every day is a struggle. Over the last 5 days I've had terrible customers while everyone else has had an easy time, it's hard to keep working and feel confident when some middle aged woman is convinced that "You should be smart enough to know where the receipt roll is!" I'm frustrated because I have to know my schedule 2 weeks in advance, and know when I can't work a month in advance. I was late to Dorothy's graduation party yesterday by three hours, I'm barely missing our Father's day brunch and tonight I can't go to JB's party because I have to spend that time with my Dad.
I wish I had just had yesterday off. I wouldn't have been tired, and I could have stayed at Sid's house longer.
I wish I had just had yesterday off. I wouldn't have been tired, and I could have stayed at Sid's house longer.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
The Way I See It # 259: "I've Heard there was a secret cord that David played and it pleased the Lord, but you don't really care for music, do you?"
For the first time in a while I don't know what to write about. It must be my brain acting up. I worked 12-7 today at Resto. That's 2 hours more than normally scheduled. At least I got a break. I went to The Soup Man for lunch, and it wasn't that good. However, I learned that they have actual ice cream there! I had no idea.
Work was good, as it generally is, but I'm being given more responsibility and that's pretty nifty. I'll be organizing and sorting "signage" (which is the sales we run and how to mark them), which apparently is the one of the weakest parts of the company. Sounds like a challenge to me, and a good opportunity to prove myself. I also sold over $1000 in bedding, so way to go me!
After work I went to Sidney's house to watch television and fall asleep; I was so exhausted after work. Dorothy invited me to graduation, and I might go if I'm not going down to Richmond on Thursday to hunt for an apartment or hound the VCU Housing staff. Hopefully I can do both!
Tomorrow I don't work, and I'm going to go see Sex And The City with Mom, Stini, and Kara. That should be fun, we haven't done anything like that yet, and I hear the movie is really good.
Maybe after I can head back over to Bakers Shoes (where I spent some of my break today) and get some sandals for work. I need a new pair of shoes pretty badly.
Working at Resto. has basically forced me to be a housewife. I've learned all about home furnishings, draperies, and soaps, and paint, and I've also learned a lot about cleaning. I learned how to Iron sheets for the very first time yesterday (To one of my coworker's dismay) and now I'll be able to starch and iron my own clothes. The thought of charging for ironing next year at school vaguely crossed my mind. Never mind ironing, I've learned how to appropriately fold bedding, towels, blankets, sheets, and down comforters to Resto. Standards. I also learned how to steam things without getting the dust that settles wet and sticky on the fabric, and how to display items on a table top so they look appealing. I never thought I would learn such womanly crafts on the job!
besides the information I'm sure I'll use again, I'm extra excited to see my paycheck on Friday. It's hard to work so much and not see a decent paycheck for a while. hopefully this will pay off my car payments that are looming over my head. I also hope that I can someday invest the money I make into the stock market. I haven't had another stock market lesson, but I still remember everything I learned. Hopefully that will all work out eventually.
Well, It's 3 AM and that's my cue to exit.
Work was good, as it generally is, but I'm being given more responsibility and that's pretty nifty. I'll be organizing and sorting "signage" (which is the sales we run and how to mark them), which apparently is the one of the weakest parts of the company. Sounds like a challenge to me, and a good opportunity to prove myself. I also sold over $1000 in bedding, so way to go me!
After work I went to Sidney's house to watch television and fall asleep; I was so exhausted after work. Dorothy invited me to graduation, and I might go if I'm not going down to Richmond on Thursday to hunt for an apartment or hound the VCU Housing staff. Hopefully I can do both!
Tomorrow I don't work, and I'm going to go see Sex And The City with Mom, Stini, and Kara. That should be fun, we haven't done anything like that yet, and I hear the movie is really good.
Maybe after I can head back over to Bakers Shoes (where I spent some of my break today) and get some sandals for work. I need a new pair of shoes pretty badly.
Working at Resto. has basically forced me to be a housewife. I've learned all about home furnishings, draperies, and soaps, and paint, and I've also learned a lot about cleaning. I learned how to Iron sheets for the very first time yesterday (To one of my coworker's dismay) and now I'll be able to starch and iron my own clothes. The thought of charging for ironing next year at school vaguely crossed my mind. Never mind ironing, I've learned how to appropriately fold bedding, towels, blankets, sheets, and down comforters to Resto. Standards. I also learned how to steam things without getting the dust that settles wet and sticky on the fabric, and how to display items on a table top so they look appealing. I never thought I would learn such womanly crafts on the job!
besides the information I'm sure I'll use again, I'm extra excited to see my paycheck on Friday. It's hard to work so much and not see a decent paycheck for a while. hopefully this will pay off my car payments that are looming over my head. I also hope that I can someday invest the money I make into the stock market. I haven't had another stock market lesson, but I still remember everything I learned. Hopefully that will all work out eventually.
Well, It's 3 AM and that's my cue to exit.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Restoration: A Synopsis (#257)
I've been working at "Resto" for a couple weeks now and I've gotten to know my coworkers pretty well. I like them all, and I think that to say that they could all be on a TV show is the way to say it best. They all have interesting characteristics-- the type of diversity one only finds in the retail environment. I've decided to describe them for you.
Johnny: GM
Johnny is an easy guy to talk to, and if you want to know why, don't ask him. You'll never get a straight answer from Johnny, who likes to ask open-ended questions to solve your problems. More likely than not you'll answer the question yourself, so it's best not to ask Johnny where anything is, or how to handle a customer, as he'll often retort "How would you do it?" Johnny hired me on the spot for my sociable nature and my keen interest in human culture and the holistic view of human interaction. In some sense, I believe he thinks the best way to interact with others, is to let them do all the interacting for him.
April: HM
April is spunky, is studying Interior Design, and has a Chinese symbol tattooed in green ink on her right arm. She's always willing to help, and talks extremely eloquently on the telephone. If you have a problem, bring it to her, and instead of talking down to you, she offers clear, concise, help when and where you need it. She sets the schedule, so having her on your side is always a plus. She handles tough situations with ease, and has guided me through my adjustment at Resto.
Jill: M
Jill moved to the place I work at from one in Maryland because she is the best of the best at doing "Floor Set" which is when we set up the store to look exactly like it does in all the others. She taught me how to fold towels correctly, and has the audacity to wear heels to work (You go girl!). She's not too talkative, which is good. She a detail oriented person, who will adjust a crease in a pillow if necessary to make it look not only good, but "Resto. good"
Sunny: M
Sunny is a middle-aged Indian man who has been with the company for years. He's anal about everything, and gets annoyed when people are disruptive. He handles customers with ease, however, and on my first day of work he thought I was a rogue customer trying to break into the back of the store. Silly Sunny.
Deeqa: M (Pronounced Deca)
Deeqa is 4 months pregnant with a baby boy and I often worry that she lifts too much. She's an Indian woman who is glowing with motherhood, but she isn't afraid to get work done when she needs to. She is enjoyable to work with, and I don't know how she manages to work in high-heels all day long. She is the nicest manager and always helps me out even when she's busy.
Harry: Sales Associate
Harry is an elderly man who has worked at Resto for at least 5 years. He hails from the U. of R. "I'm a spider myself," he told me when I said I went to VCU. His son just graduated from college with a degree in msic performance, and hopes to join a group somewhere in Pennsylvania. Harry enjoys tinkering with the toys in the store and annoying Sunny. Harry likes working at Resto. a lot, but keeps quiet most of the time.
Karen: SA
Karen is older than middle aged, and has an accent that I can't place. She wears docker shorts, clogs, and sweaters tied around her shoulders, and her blond hair in thick headbands. She is the epitome of "Preppy" and is one of our best associates. Her face graces the employee of the month wall a total of three times over the last year. She, however, is too loud for her own good, and when she was making fun of a customer, she was overheard..... not that she noticed. It seems Karen only cares about customers who buy things, and not about the customers we lose. I'm not sure if I like Karen.
Russel: SA
Russel is one of the only associates at Resto who is my age. Though only 19, he will be a Junior at NC State next fall. He likes to act goofy (April says it's because He thought I was single) and gets up on all of the other SAs. He likes to talk about all of the crazy things he has done, including drop acid ("...by accident!") and he enjoys vacuuming the store. He's been with Resto for about three years, and he knows everything. He makes work fun, as he's just about the only person I can relate to on the job.
Gretchen: SA
Gretchen is the daughter of my sister's old orchestra teacher (what a small world). She's nice as can be, but I don't know her that well. All I know is that she does a lot of visual work for the store, and sold 4,000 worth of draperies, therefore making her a "High Roller" in our store.
Adam: SA
Adam lives right on capital hill, folds towels a lot, jokes around with me, and talks about his partner all the time. One of the first sentences I heard from him was "Lisa, you're going to see that Deeqa throws around the Pregnancy card a lot, don't let her, she can handle an 70 lb mirror just fine. okay?" He always says hello to me with enthusiasm, and when he cant wait to leave, I'm right there with him.
James: SA
My sister's boyfriend is the identical twin of James. He's tall, curly hair, glasses, the works. He is basically my sister's BF, but not. I've only worked two days with James, but he's nice, well-spoken, and interested in boats, apparently. That's about all I have to say about him...
Massaya: Stock room
Massaya's age is questionable, as he looks to be about 5 years old, and yet says he's done at Langley HS. Massaya's descent is questionable, his name marks lebanese, and his looks appear Asian, but what matters is his smell. Massaya has strong body odor from lifting heavy boxes and running around. he has 7th grade facial hair and sunburnt cheeks. Massaya asked me on a date, and all interaction with him has been awkward since. I count on him for stock checks, but not much else.
Ehsan: SA
Ehsan really taught me how to fold towels and pay attention to detail. Sometimes his english isn't good, but he's the dark handsome type who smiles his way through things. he's a great guy, and takes every effort to make customers laugh and be comfortable. he's a favorite in the stock room, and everyone appears to love him to death.
Joey: Stock room
Joey is probably older than me, but not by much. Off duty he wears a green trucker hat which doesn't balance out with his pinstripe pants and crisp shirts for work. he smokes Marlboro menthols, and has a black Razr just like mine. He does project for management, and provides sales support when it's busy. He's the mast of visualization and he also handles Signage (setting up the sales and organizing them). he's a nice guy, and always remembers my name.
Johnny: GM
Johnny is an easy guy to talk to, and if you want to know why, don't ask him. You'll never get a straight answer from Johnny, who likes to ask open-ended questions to solve your problems. More likely than not you'll answer the question yourself, so it's best not to ask Johnny where anything is, or how to handle a customer, as he'll often retort "How would you do it?" Johnny hired me on the spot for my sociable nature and my keen interest in human culture and the holistic view of human interaction. In some sense, I believe he thinks the best way to interact with others, is to let them do all the interacting for him.
April: HM
April is spunky, is studying Interior Design, and has a Chinese symbol tattooed in green ink on her right arm. She's always willing to help, and talks extremely eloquently on the telephone. If you have a problem, bring it to her, and instead of talking down to you, she offers clear, concise, help when and where you need it. She sets the schedule, so having her on your side is always a plus. She handles tough situations with ease, and has guided me through my adjustment at Resto.
Jill: M
Jill moved to the place I work at from one in Maryland because she is the best of the best at doing "Floor Set" which is when we set up the store to look exactly like it does in all the others. She taught me how to fold towels correctly, and has the audacity to wear heels to work (You go girl!). She's not too talkative, which is good. She a detail oriented person, who will adjust a crease in a pillow if necessary to make it look not only good, but "Resto. good"
Sunny: M
Sunny is a middle-aged Indian man who has been with the company for years. He's anal about everything, and gets annoyed when people are disruptive. He handles customers with ease, however, and on my first day of work he thought I was a rogue customer trying to break into the back of the store. Silly Sunny.
Deeqa: M (Pronounced Deca)
Deeqa is 4 months pregnant with a baby boy and I often worry that she lifts too much. She's an Indian woman who is glowing with motherhood, but she isn't afraid to get work done when she needs to. She is enjoyable to work with, and I don't know how she manages to work in high-heels all day long. She is the nicest manager and always helps me out even when she's busy.
Harry: Sales Associate
Harry is an elderly man who has worked at Resto for at least 5 years. He hails from the U. of R. "I'm a spider myself," he told me when I said I went to VCU. His son just graduated from college with a degree in msic performance, and hopes to join a group somewhere in Pennsylvania. Harry enjoys tinkering with the toys in the store and annoying Sunny. Harry likes working at Resto. a lot, but keeps quiet most of the time.
Karen: SA
Karen is older than middle aged, and has an accent that I can't place. She wears docker shorts, clogs, and sweaters tied around her shoulders, and her blond hair in thick headbands. She is the epitome of "Preppy" and is one of our best associates. Her face graces the employee of the month wall a total of three times over the last year. She, however, is too loud for her own good, and when she was making fun of a customer, she was overheard..... not that she noticed. It seems Karen only cares about customers who buy things, and not about the customers we lose. I'm not sure if I like Karen.
Russel: SA
Russel is one of the only associates at Resto who is my age. Though only 19, he will be a Junior at NC State next fall. He likes to act goofy (April says it's because He thought I was single) and gets up on all of the other SAs. He likes to talk about all of the crazy things he has done, including drop acid ("...by accident!") and he enjoys vacuuming the store. He's been with Resto for about three years, and he knows everything. He makes work fun, as he's just about the only person I can relate to on the job.
Gretchen: SA
Gretchen is the daughter of my sister's old orchestra teacher (what a small world). She's nice as can be, but I don't know her that well. All I know is that she does a lot of visual work for the store, and sold 4,000 worth of draperies, therefore making her a "High Roller" in our store.
Adam: SA
Adam lives right on capital hill, folds towels a lot, jokes around with me, and talks about his partner all the time. One of the first sentences I heard from him was "Lisa, you're going to see that Deeqa throws around the Pregnancy card a lot, don't let her, she can handle an 70 lb mirror just fine. okay?" He always says hello to me with enthusiasm, and when he cant wait to leave, I'm right there with him.
James: SA
My sister's boyfriend is the identical twin of James. He's tall, curly hair, glasses, the works. He is basically my sister's BF, but not. I've only worked two days with James, but he's nice, well-spoken, and interested in boats, apparently. That's about all I have to say about him...
Massaya: Stock room
Massaya's age is questionable, as he looks to be about 5 years old, and yet says he's done at Langley HS. Massaya's descent is questionable, his name marks lebanese, and his looks appear Asian, but what matters is his smell. Massaya has strong body odor from lifting heavy boxes and running around. he has 7th grade facial hair and sunburnt cheeks. Massaya asked me on a date, and all interaction with him has been awkward since. I count on him for stock checks, but not much else.
Ehsan: SA
Ehsan really taught me how to fold towels and pay attention to detail. Sometimes his english isn't good, but he's the dark handsome type who smiles his way through things. he's a great guy, and takes every effort to make customers laugh and be comfortable. he's a favorite in the stock room, and everyone appears to love him to death.
Joey: Stock room
Joey is probably older than me, but not by much. Off duty he wears a green trucker hat which doesn't balance out with his pinstripe pants and crisp shirts for work. he smokes Marlboro menthols, and has a black Razr just like mine. He does project for management, and provides sales support when it's busy. He's the mast of visualization and he also handles Signage (setting up the sales and organizing them). he's a nice guy, and always remembers my name.
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