Post 273: a bad day

Ugh, I really hate whining, but I just gotta today.

I hate my job. I know it's just my second shift, but WHAT WAS I THINKING?!?!?! ANOTHER DESK JOB! You know, because, my last job (also first) went so well. I was being sarcastic. I hate desk jobs. I hate being at a desk that's not mine. I hate working in the customer service industry. I hate people, some people,--I can't work to please them. I'd rather make them art and serve it to them at a distance.

Another reason my boss hates me: I greeted him when he entered the office, and he didn't even say anything. The other QRT workers think I'm a joke because I keep asking questions on how things are done, where things are located.

I finished my shift at 6. I biked home as fast as I could. Because I can't turn in some form for my job for two weeks, I was informed that I can't work and that someone will have to take my shifts. That's fine with me. I'm just doing this for the money--again.

Now some goodness, some joy, some happiness...I helped out on the production of Slate's short action film for two days. I couldn't make it today (work), and I'm not sure if I'll be able to make it tomorrow (might work if no one can work my shift). But for the last two days, I was making wooden frames for drywall and practice samurai swords out of PVC tubing. I'm sore, I still have spraypaint on my nails, and I think my only blue chinos are ruined forever...I am so happy.

All my fave people were there: Sam, Scooter, Matt, Dylan (Slate's little brother), and B.. L. came too--we were the only girls: awesome. Lots of laughs and hard labor, but there's something about working with your peers to learn and make the artform you love. Knowing that I am making something that will be seen by many--that makes me happy. Making Excel sheets, sitting at a desk, filing--that does not make me happy.

We worked in an empty warehouse where they will be filming. Here's a photo from when we were pre-lighting the warehouse and setting up the camera:

That's Scooter next to me (hee hee). He's going to be there tomorrow. I might have to work: BOO. Even if I don't work, that's cool--I need some alone time.