"Bill Gates (paid), all my bills paid..."
That was a bar by Pierre Bourne on Carti's tape, exhilarating...
There was an event for my internship last night where there was no dress code at all, yet everyone there decided to come dressed in suits and fancy people clothes. I literally came in a sweater, running shorts, and tennis shoes. Did I stick out like a sore thumb? Yes. Did I almost hit the panic button and dipset? Most definitely. But, I went and saw my CEO/Executive/ Big Boss Guy and he told me there was no worries about my dress and thanks for coming. As soon as he said that a literal weight had been released from my shoulders.
My parents and I are going to discuss the travel accommodations for Chile this weekend. My excitement knows no bounds for this trip. I feel like my whole life has been formulated for this. That was really dramatic and obvi it's a boost I'm just HYPE AS SHIT.
My ex-gal and I just broke up recently, kind blown yet not blown at the same time. More time for myself, my friends, and my dog. And I save money. And I am free to do whatever I want. Not that having a girlfriend holds me back but I can just do me and not have to worry about what anyone thinks. That mindset should have been instilled in the beginning (tru) but it's better to get that through my head now rather than later. So, a consolidated version of this paragraph is that at the end I, Lawrence Jones III, did NOT take the L.
SKOL
Thursday, June 21, 2018
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
3:10 to Yuma
i AM NOT MAD ABOUT ANYTHING, MAYBE A LITTLE BIT? i REALLY DON'T KNOW BUT i REALLY DON'T CARE. YESTERDAY, MY ASSISTANT MANAGER MORE OR LESS TOLD ME THAT i DON'T TALK TO ENOUGH CUSTOMERS AT WORK AND SOME OTHER STUFF THAT i REALLY DIDN'T PAY ATTENTION TO BECAUSE IN THE MOMENT i WAS VERY LIVID AND IRATE. NEVERTHELESS, i PERSISTED.
(GOD'S PLAN BY DRAKE PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND)
I guess moral of the story is don't work a retail job when you like to keep to yourself and not really befriend your coworkers? Or maybe know where everything is supposed to go in the store? To my very, very lazy defense when I close I really am eager to leave and often rush to get things done. I know I am not alone, dear God I hope I am not alone on this one...
The weirdest part about this nonsense, which often is my job, is that I've never had a complaint from a customer about me, my manager told me exactly 8 days ago that I did a great job, a customer said to me, verbatim, "Wow, you're, like, the first person that actually cares about the customers at this place. Thanks.". So, here are what my thoughts on the bullsh*t are:
1. The owner of the store is out to get me. I saw her at a bar for a split second this past weekend and quickly made my escape from her vision.
2. My manager might think this is an incentive for me to out-pace some of my other coworkers, to work harder (it's hard to work hard from clock in to clock out when all you do is put clothes on racks and post to Instagram 400 times a day), or some other odd reason.
3. This is some social study on the effect of negative reinforcement on employee behavior.
4. My coworkers are upset that I don't talk to them that much and keep laflare's thoughts, comments, concerns, and other personal things to myself. Personally I don't care what my coworkers think of me (LOL)
Honestly, all of the theories listed above are probably wrong, but it's still interesting to think about.
ANYWAY,
Today has been one of the few days where no signs of low self-esteem have appeared. Serotonin is very nice to your body, I suggest we all get some!
Last, but not least, New York is going to stop arresting so many people for smoking weed in public as long as the interaction between the officer and the POI isn't fueled by the officer's presumption that the POI is a threat to the public, the POI doesn't have any pending charges, has their ID on them, and all that good stuff. And Canada just legalized Mary Jane.
Cool, right?
(GOD'S PLAN BY DRAKE PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND)
I guess moral of the story is don't work a retail job when you like to keep to yourself and not really befriend your coworkers? Or maybe know where everything is supposed to go in the store? To my very, very lazy defense when I close I really am eager to leave and often rush to get things done. I know I am not alone, dear God I hope I am not alone on this one...
The weirdest part about this nonsense, which often is my job, is that I've never had a complaint from a customer about me, my manager told me exactly 8 days ago that I did a great job, a customer said to me, verbatim, "Wow, you're, like, the first person that actually cares about the customers at this place. Thanks.". So, here are what my thoughts on the bullsh*t are:
1. The owner of the store is out to get me. I saw her at a bar for a split second this past weekend and quickly made my escape from her vision.
2. My manager might think this is an incentive for me to out-pace some of my other coworkers, to work harder (it's hard to work hard from clock in to clock out when all you do is put clothes on racks and post to Instagram 400 times a day), or some other odd reason.
3. This is some social study on the effect of negative reinforcement on employee behavior.
4. My coworkers are upset that I don't talk to them that much and keep laflare's thoughts, comments, concerns, and other personal things to myself. Personally I don't care what my coworkers think of me (LOL)
Honestly, all of the theories listed above are probably wrong, but it's still interesting to think about.
ANYWAY,
Today has been one of the few days where no signs of low self-esteem have appeared. Serotonin is very nice to your body, I suggest we all get some!
Last, but not least, New York is going to stop arresting so many people for smoking weed in public as long as the interaction between the officer and the POI isn't fueled by the officer's presumption that the POI is a threat to the public, the POI doesn't have any pending charges, has their ID on them, and all that good stuff. And Canada just legalized Mary Jane.
Cool, right?
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Summertime Siesta
It was what, 90 degrees yesterday? You can miss me with ALL of that heat...
Well it is June, what else can I expect from the days besides humidity, heat, sweat, and high dosages of water? The answer to that question is bumping the new Carti album, 40z, listening to the same songs over and over again until I am tired of them, skating until my pants are soaked, and flirting with E. Coli and all the other germs that live in our beloved river system. Happy Summer!
My internship is going well. I am practically 1/3 of the way done with it. We're hosting a summer happy hour for our business partners, first drink is free for interns! Excited is an understatement. I mean, overstatement. I really don't want to be surrounded by drunk businessmen/businesswomen on a Wednesday night when there are half-off wings somewhere else that I could be crushing. Ya can't win em all EVERYDAY...
Monte came back from France with cool rocks that I am going to give to Mason, Bethany is leaving for Montana soon, Marshal is going to Colorado (where Caroline already is), Rachael might be going back to NoVa, Bridget is coming to VCU and possibly rooming with KT, and I am studying abroad in 6 months.
These last couple of semesters are going to be interesting, to say the least.
That was such a cliche way to end this blog post so I'll jazz it up.
This final school year I am going all out. Academics, brews, The Classic Pap, and everything that comes along. The 5 year journey from Marymount (lol) to VCU (yea!) is coming to an end.
Well it is June, what else can I expect from the days besides humidity, heat, sweat, and high dosages of water? The answer to that question is bumping the new Carti album, 40z, listening to the same songs over and over again until I am tired of them, skating until my pants are soaked, and flirting with E. Coli and all the other germs that live in our beloved river system. Happy Summer!
My internship is going well. I am practically 1/3 of the way done with it. We're hosting a summer happy hour for our business partners, first drink is free for interns! Excited is an understatement. I mean, overstatement. I really don't want to be surrounded by drunk businessmen/businesswomen on a Wednesday night when there are half-off wings somewhere else that I could be crushing. Ya can't win em all EVERYDAY...
Monte came back from France with cool rocks that I am going to give to Mason, Bethany is leaving for Montana soon, Marshal is going to Colorado (where Caroline already is), Rachael might be going back to NoVa, Bridget is coming to VCU and possibly rooming with KT, and I am studying abroad in 6 months.
These last couple of semesters are going to be interesting, to say the least.
That was such a cliche way to end this blog post so I'll jazz it up.
This final school year I am going all out. Academics, brews, The Classic Pap, and everything that comes along. The 5 year journey from Marymount (lol) to VCU (yea!) is coming to an end.
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