Wednesday, August 25, 2004
The sun scorched me again. Lubbock is nothing but high skies.
As a general response to Elliott's comment, my place satisfies me fairly well thus far. The room itself is cramped, of course, but Amy and I maintain a respective distance. I appreciate living in the one dorm that alternates floors (boy/girl); the fellows are a relaxed, friendly bunch, for the most part. And my microwave works, which is of utmost importance. Amy's microfridge works a little too well; my Diet Sunkists exploded from the cold yesterday. She tried to alter the temperature, but it still hasn't set properly. Oh, well.
Today I interviewed for a job in the mall, at an accessories place called "AfterThoughts". I suppose it is similar to Claire's, but for the late-teen/college crowd. The merchandise is cheesy, but that will keep me from spending money on it. Also, I can get certified to poke holes in people's ears! Hee. My own ears aren't even pierced, but perhaps I can be my own first victim. The manager of the store liked me quite a bit; she said she would put in the good word for me with the district manager, who I presume approves all new hires. Yesterday afternoon I met with a manager at Fuddruckers, which is across the street from the mall (holding two jobs will thusly be easy). He needs an evening cashier; I am available evenings, and I do not need to be trained. He'll call me before the week ends. Ditto with the AfterThoughts lady. Ausgezeichnet. Money is another step or two away.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 5:38 PM]