Tuesday, October 21, 2008

So it's my second week of work, & needless to say I'm loving the whole retail experience. At first I was intimidated, just like anyone else would be entering a new environment. I feared it was going to be like Applebee's all over again, w/ everyone being so clique-y & excluding the new kid.. Surprisingly, my coworkers are amazingly friendly & so easy to get along w/. It shocked me as to how many people I've met within my first 2 days of working, literally half the floor introduced themselves to me as oppose to going out & attempting to make small talk. I absolutely love it at Uniqlo, despite the constant running around & bending over to fold/organize clothes. It's really true when they say "it's not considered work if you love doing what you do". I can't wait for payday next Friday, I made about 30 hours of work last week, & I'm pretty sure I'm bringing in another 30 this week. Cha-chiiing.

I was looking it up earlier online, & I have a good feeling about the Knicks this year. LOL, I know, I'm just another hopeless fan.. But seriously, their preseason standings aren't looking too bad at all! Tonight we beat the Nets, & Robinson was the top performer. Despite our shitty draft picking, a new coach on the team seems like just the change we desperately needed. W/ the way things were going w/ Isiah Thomas.. Damn, I don't want to even get into that.

Ugh, I'm in desperate need to go winter shopping. It's getting really cold really fast, & I'm in dire need of boots; sorry guys, sneakers just ain't cutting it anymore (& also due to the fact I sold a good majority of them, lol). & Eversince I started working in Soho, I've gotten the sudden addiction to wanting scarves / pashminas. I bought 2 yesterday, because every block you'll find a street vendor selling them. :x I need this paycheck to come in ASAP!

Alrightey, it's waaay past my bedtime. Word to having days off of work tmrw & sleeping at 3AM. At least now, my stupid landlord opened the heaters in my building. Now my apartment doesn't feel like a walk-in refrigerator, harhar.

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