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Reasons why I love my job:

So for those of you that don’t know, I work in this stuffed animal store called Build A Bear, where kids can make their own bears, wash them, dress them, and make them birth certificates.

Oftentimes I complain about it, either because the kids are bratty or the parents give me attitude. But there is a bright side as well.

Today I was the party host for 10 kids, ages 4-12. When it was time to name their bears on the computers, the 9 year old birthday girl named her bear Anastasia, after me. And the whole group of kids were just really great in general, in contrast to some bratty kids that I’ve had to do birthday parties for.

Also, it’s amazing that so many kids come in to make bears not just because their parents are letting them, or it’s their birthday.

Here are some of the reasons that I remember:

  • I’ve had kids make bears for their unborn siblings, where they recorded their voice saying “I love you ___” and put it in the bear. 
  • A little girl made a bear because she lost her first tooth. 
  • A mother brought her toddler in so he could make a bear in exchange for giving up his pacifier. 
  • A grandmother brought her granddaughter in to make a bear because her mom died of cancer. 
  • The other day, a teenage couple made 2 bears, the girl put her bear in a dress and the guy put his in an army uniform because he was getting deployed in a month. Then they exchanged their bears so they’d have something to remember each other by. Call it sappy or whatnot, but I thought it was incredibly sweet.
  • An elderly man came in to make a bear and when I asked him who it was for, her said it was for his wife, for their 50th wedding anniversary today.
  • We’ve had many couples make bride and groom bears and have the bears at their wedding. A little boy that was the ring bearer in his aunt’s wedding used his bear instead of a pillow to carry the ring down the isle.
  • An extremely sick girl that was part of the Make A Wish foundation was getting to see One Direction and even go backstage for a private meet and greet. She was making a bear to give to them; she ended up dressing in it a suit and tie and had it hold a little microphone and guitar.

I’ve never realized how many special moments are associated with our store until I started working here.

Even though some of the reasons are bitter sweet, I’m still really thankful that I get to help make such an unforgettable experience for these kids and their families.

I just discovered retail robin! He relates to my work life perfectly.

Hello lovelies.

So I just got home from work, I’m superfucking tired and I’m making myself go to bed by 12:30 tonight. Because I work all day tomorrow and Sunday. And then I have class on Monday..

  • I’m a full time college student
  • I work approximately 40 hours a week
  • I have a pretty full social life

I’m feeling that something has got to give because I can’t keep up this act for much longer.

But nevertheless, coming home and seeing that I got 20 new followers made me so happy! Send me messages and I’ll reply to each and every one of you! :3 meow

I really need to stop going to bed so late, because this is what can happen:

  • Scheduled to work from 9:30am to 4pm.
  • Oversleep.
  • Coworker calls me 3 times, waking me up on the third call.
  • Literally jump out of bed screaming FUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKK.
  • Tear through my room trying to find something suitable to wear, hitting my bellybutton ring in the process.
  • Experience waves of shooting pain.
  • Curse myself for going to bed so late.
  • Rush out of the house without eating breakfast.
  • Get to work at 11:30am.
  • OWNER IS THERE. Just perfect.
  • They tell me to leave and come back at 4pm because they need more people to close.

So in conclusion, today was a wakeup call (literally and figuratively). My nocturnal habits are finally catching up with me.

Making myself a huge cup of coffee and then i’m off to work an 11 1/2 hour shift! Yay me!

#personal  #work  #coffee  

It’s 2 in the morning and I have work at 9:30 today.. I’m seriously considering not going to sleep at all. Because it’ll be for a short amount of time anyway, and I’ll wake up cranky.

So much on my mind. My brain picks the worst times to think. 

I had an awful day at work today.

There were only 3 of us there and we had tons of customers. I literally did not pause for 8 1/2 hours straight.

And this one guy I work with really irks me. He thinks he’s above me because I’m the youngest one there.

So after work I went to Subway because I hadn’t eaten breakfast. At 6pm. And I burst out crying because I was so stressed.

And then the guy that works at Subway comes by my table and gives me a cookie. For free.

It’s really the small gestures that count. Now I feel so much better, and the cookie probably had something to do with it.

My plans for today:

Eat breakfast

Work 

Work

Work

Work

Possibly hang out with my boyfriend because I haven’t seem him since Easter, so I kinda feel obligated to hang out with him haha.

Catch up on Community and Glee. I’ve been alienating my favorite shows lately, and I’m not liking it :/

#day  #work  #Personal  

Off to my second day of work on a Friday night.

Oh well, at least I’ll be making $8.00 an hour.

#work  #Personal  

Jobhunting.

It’s killing me. Nobody wants to hire a fucking 18 year old that has only had one other job in the past. 

FuckIneedmoneyforcarinsurance.

#job  #work  #Personal