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Oct. 13th, 2005 07:50 pmI have worked six consecutive 8-hour days, and will be working two and a half more before my next day off. Far from being frustrating, this makes me inordinately glad in that I am getting PAID for every single hour. Glee.
I am not so vocative at the moment because it seems I have caught Mall Crud. I've proved the ability to sneeze with the frequency of a Hotchkiss anti-aircraft cannon. My head is stuffed and I'm sniffly. Just took a one-a-day and a handful of C's and will be taking more C's -- and taking in reasonably good food -- shortly. My feet have not helped matters; I wore my combat boots Monday when we were unloading the truck, and they apparently did not like that. Since then my feet have been complaining. Since my sneakers were almost completely shot, I picked up a new pair and will be looking into inserts to maximize podiatric comfort -- in other words, to keep my feet from trying to drag me to court for negligence.
Now, I work in a mall. Generally I regard malls (uh, except my store, of course *shifty eyes*) as being one-stop shopping temples of corporatist consumerism. Um, no, I don't mean that in a good way. That being said, some of us were on our way to getting some food and/or caffeine at the morning break the other day and I noticed a store called Torrid. (Words like this are generally the 'Shiny' to Jon's 'Ferret'.) At first it seemed like just another clothing store, but the interesting thing is that it was... how to put this. It was a plus-sizes womens' clothing store that wasn't drab and dour or tucked into the mall like an afterthought or a bone being thrown to people. It's like a Hot Topic for plus-sizes. (Probably not far from the truth since Hot Topic was right next to it. And there's an entymological link, too, suggesting some sort of corporate link... but I digress.) Why do I mention this? My eternal aside of noting that what's most important is a healthy life, a healthy mind, and a healthy spirit. You don't have to be a toothpick to look (or even more importantly FEEL) damn good. (Or, apparently, to be subject to corporatist consumerism advertising, but at least the advertising is not trying to tell you that you need to look like a sapling or a heroin addict to buy their stuff and be attractive.)
Mmm, sandwich. Think I'll start brownbagging lunch to work.
Anyway! Food for me, then resting and relaxing and getting some sleep in before groceries and one last 8-hour day before Grand Opening.
I am not so vocative at the moment because it seems I have caught Mall Crud. I've proved the ability to sneeze with the frequency of a Hotchkiss anti-aircraft cannon. My head is stuffed and I'm sniffly. Just took a one-a-day and a handful of C's and will be taking more C's -- and taking in reasonably good food -- shortly. My feet have not helped matters; I wore my combat boots Monday when we were unloading the truck, and they apparently did not like that. Since then my feet have been complaining. Since my sneakers were almost completely shot, I picked up a new pair and will be looking into inserts to maximize podiatric comfort -- in other words, to keep my feet from trying to drag me to court for negligence.
Now, I work in a mall. Generally I regard malls (uh, except my store, of course *shifty eyes*) as being one-stop shopping temples of corporatist consumerism. Um, no, I don't mean that in a good way. That being said, some of us were on our way to getting some food and/or caffeine at the morning break the other day and I noticed a store called Torrid. (Words like this are generally the 'Shiny' to Jon's 'Ferret'.) At first it seemed like just another clothing store, but the interesting thing is that it was... how to put this. It was a plus-sizes womens' clothing store that wasn't drab and dour or tucked into the mall like an afterthought or a bone being thrown to people. It's like a Hot Topic for plus-sizes. (Probably not far from the truth since Hot Topic was right next to it. And there's an entymological link, too, suggesting some sort of corporate link... but I digress.) Why do I mention this? My eternal aside of noting that what's most important is a healthy life, a healthy mind, and a healthy spirit. You don't have to be a toothpick to look (or even more importantly FEEL) damn good. (Or, apparently, to be subject to corporatist consumerism advertising, but at least the advertising is not trying to tell you that you need to look like a sapling or a heroin addict to buy their stuff and be attractive.)
Mmm, sandwich. Think I'll start brownbagging lunch to work.
Anyway! Food for me, then resting and relaxing and getting some sleep in before groceries and one last 8-hour day before Grand Opening.
