radio city music hall blah

my first two days there were utter shite. they're training program is ass. its the most unorginized, half-assed training i've ever had on a job. they take you around and wave their hands, giving you a vague and general idea of whatever the fuck it is you're supposed to do.

BUT, i've had supervisoral experience before in merchandise. so, i figure i can handle the shit. WRONG. the counting and re-stocking crap ain't so bad, but it's the knowing what the fuck to do with you're paperwork at the end of the night that's ass. the procedure wasn't COMPLETELY explained to us. and then i don't know where a lot of crap is, or where to go get it. there's a whole lingo you gotta know. am i complaining? hell no. i'm a trooper, i can do this.

so last night, my third night, was one of the better ones i've had. my paperwork was still ass, cause i was over AGAIN, but all in all it was cool.

the best thing about working there is that i get to ride the elevator with camels and sheep.