My paltry internet endeavours (meaning my Flickr, blog and the forums I used to visit almost obsessively every day) haven’t really gotten much updates lately; and I’m going to blame that on the job hunting, and the many many times I’ve got to slap my hands away from my overly sensitive face that thankfully, has now stopped itching and does not resemble an overly ripe tomato. *phew*
A couple of nice jobs have come onto the market, and I’m hoping I’ll land one of them – so far, I’ve been instructed to do silly problem-solving/critical thinking online tests for the job selection criteria, which I’m chuffed to say I scored in the 96 percentile range. I might have to frame up the results page because I’m lame and sad that way. That, and I’ve also found out that apparently, my top preference in work categories is in Administration, followed by Sales. WHO KNEW?! The Creative field came third; damn it. All these years, I thought I was actually in the right course by doing architecture. 
Have been doing some sewing lately too: so far in a week, I’ve made two new dolly dresses and some stockings. Other than that, no creative endeavours at all. No photos, no craft, no arty farting around. I miss the dolly gang heaps – mainly because they were my main hanging-out buds in Melbourne (you can tell I’m just the social butterfly, no?). ALTHOUGH, my friday night is going to look a little less sad tomorrow because I’m going for the annual mid-year architecture bash and catching up with the Newcastle crew.
Now I’m just hoping I’ll get pissed enough to be able to sleep through a certain someone’s snores during the night. Hur hur.
For the blog over at mspolly.com, anyway. The web hosting plan I’m on is about to expire, and I’m in too much of a pinch to renew the subscription. XD Thus, the move over to WP.com. At least the domain’s still mine till next year, so that’s one thing I don’t have to worry about. But, my Flickr Pro account is due for renewal though – need to magic USD25 into my PayPal account somehow. Without the help of my credit cards. I think it’s time to sell some dolly-related stuff. 
For the peeps who aren’t in the know, I’ve made the decision to halt studies (AGAIN). Somehow, being away from uni for a while, and not being able to go through with the architecture course has done something to make me seriously doubt my abilities at anything academic. So I’m in the process of job hunting. It’s causing some angst in the family (although James’ side has been more than supportive), and there’s been suggestions that maybe I should go up and live in Newcastle for a while. I think that’ll depend on if I get offered any positions here in Melbourne. Because, honestly, I like living here.
I’ve been called in for a couple of interviews too, so at least I know my resume isn’t a lost cause! If anyone out there knows of any positions that need to be filled (preferably in the admin, design or sales and management areas), I’m available!
First, I’ll just like to say that at the shop yesterday, we hit a nice high target that’s never been accomplished in the new store. I’m happy as all shite, as you can imagine.
Of course, to get to that point, there were heaps of shittiness during the day, and I seemed to cop a lot of it. First I had to deal with this cranky bitch (I’m sure the rest of her family’s lovely) who lambasted me just because her delivery was mucked up the first time (with a defective product) and her not receiving her replacement item fast enough.
MADAM WONG, IF THE SUPPLIER DOESN’T HAVE THE GOODS FOR US, YOU’RE NOT GOING TO GET IT EVEN IF YOU THREATEN ME. Got it, biatch?
Next, I had a customer throw money at me to try to get me to send someone down from the other store to transfer items he wanted over to where I was working. Funny thing is, YOUR FIFTY BUCKS AIN’T THAT GREAT, MISTER.
Anyways, sorry for the outburst – I’m only working till Christmas, and won’t be back at the toystore for a long while (if ever!) to work, so I’ll whinge about it while I still can. *goes back to calculating commision money*
I’m finally off today after three days of work. And how am I going to spend it, you might ask? Make a trip to the dentist and pack stuff into boxes to get ready for shipping. How fun. *groans*
I’ve been clocking more hours than usual at work lately; but that’s because there’s so many people in this last two weeks before Christmas, and we’re all so busy in the shop; that no one really notices when it’s time to pull the shutters down and close for the day. As a result, I’ve been having to wait with the rest of the shoppers trying to catch the last few buses home, and am cranky.
Four more days of work, and I’m freeeeeeeeeee!
Till uni starts next year anyway. Yuck.
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…and any other terms you can think of that describes ‘dead tired’. The money really isn’t worth working in retail around Christmas because not only do you have to deal with the extra number of customers, you have to be extra chirpy and nice because it’s the festive season.
BITE ME.
Thank gawd today’s going to be the last day of work for me in a stretch before I have a day off. I can see it now: nothing but rest and relaxation on Saturday. With dolly play and photography and oh, going for weekly mass thrown in.
