last year, I signed up for work study when I did the Fafsa (Fasfa?) and I got it, which is good, because no one needs any more loans, right? Right. Anyway. I was hoping to get a job at, like the Corner Store or something. Come to find the food oriented jobs on campus Arn't work study. (Say it with me: Fuuuuuuuck) I trolled around on campus and CODa and applied to the bookstore and Children's Center (Kind of.) Then. I walked into the mail room, and was pretty much hired on the spot. Cool, huh?
Well, it's ok. I mean, I'll get better because the freshman will stop shipping EVERYTHING THEY OWN through the mail now. And even if they continue, everything now starts delivering on campus instead of just shitting it all out into the Shipping and Receiving Center in the library.
So I'll just be sorting mail and making deliveries for faculties.
Also, look for me at the mail room, cause I'm supposed to work there as well, but I don't know how often that is going to happen, cause brandy and Jess are still working in the mail room too. (and they are pretty cool Chicks, let me tell you that) So they may still do the mailrooming while I do delivering for and With everyone else.
Get a New Cellphone (#93):
When I moved from The Luv Shaq into G My Phone busted. Boo, huh? Yeah. sucks ass. Anyway. I have a new phone now, and it's cheaper and cooler than my last. So, uh, if you want my number Email/message/comment/visit me and I'll give it to you because God knows I don't want the Internet having me telephone.
