Worked on less than five hours sleep from midnight to almost 9 am. Poor Yancey had less than two hours and then will be going home to a newborn, coming back on Sunday (oh, tomorrow!) to close, forever to be closing from then on. Tedders gets back soon, so he and I will be overnighting it until further notice. I shall greatly miss working with Yancey, as I realized today that he's my gossip partner. We only gossip to each other, you see. I was also greatly enjoying having a coworker to swap random Zim quotes with. I DID learn LOTS of juicy tidbits today, though. (Like the fact that they're trying to hire a LOT of people in the near future so that they can "clean house". We have a couple of certainties about who will oh so definitely be going, and a few surmises.
Yancey: Four years ago, could you ever have envisioned that you would be doing this right now, right here?
Me: Cutting a box of lint rollers on aisle ten at two in the morning? No.
I only got this job as a temporary, you see, until I found a "real job". Funny that I ended up happier here than I have been at any other job.
Except for the frustrations with dealing with coworkers sometimes, GRAR. I had been so sheltered working only with two competent people, Ted and Yancey. After only four days on, uh... days, I am under the impression that the lighting (or sun) is emitting incredible waves of STUPID. Srsly, these folk have all been here six months or longer, and NONE of them seem to know ANYTHING. They're sweet and fun to talk to, sure, but ... I'm just happy to keep them on an opposite shift.
Oh, the other day, I was at my desk and Yancey comes back with a piece of cardboard.
Yancey: Aubrey, I have something for you!
It was a piece that he had sliced from a generic box that said "W.I.P. Work in Progress". I cheesily told him I would cherish it forever, as he put it on top of my monitor. I told him he had to autograph it, though, so he wrote "To: Aub, From Yan" Five minutes later, he comes trotting back.
"Aubrey, Aubrey! You need to sign one for me, too!" So I wrote something super nurdy like "Keep rockin! To Yans from Aubs" He immediately "laminated" it by covering it with box tape to keep it safe from possible liquids.
I'm not making a whole lotta sense atm, so methinks I shall finally go to bed.
I also have fantastic news to spew about my old band - I am quite proud of them, you see. I will go into further details later, but for now, Clicky, please.
AND CHECK OUT THEIR MYSPACE, DAGNABBIT!!