One of those items were my work notes from the arts-and-crafts store I finally quit over the summer.
I took notes on just about everything at that job. How to do the deposit, entering time edits for payroll, processing book returns, etc, etc, etc.
My second day in, a very stern and rude manager warned me, "You better take notes on this because tomorrow you're on your own."
At that point, I wrote down every word verbatim. If these fools weren't going to properly train me, I made sure to be as prepared as possible. The more I learned, the more notes I took. I'd refer to my notes time and time again, and in time, I'd train my superiors on it (manager turnover was consistently high there).
My notes came in handy when I needed them most and my work notebook always brought me a sense of security and reassurance.
I held onto them until now. After nine years of working there, it didn't seem right just tossing all of those notes. They needed a proper sendoff.
I ripped up a handful of pages into pieces and glued them into my Crazy Journal. A sort of artistic memorial for them.
Paper and marker in Moleskine journal - (NFS)
God knows I hope I never go back to working in retail but it's nice to know I have the experience, and fortitude, should I need to.
On this, my blog anniversary of all days, it's fitting to say...onto to new and better things!
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5 comments:
Congrats on the blog anniversary. Congrats on leaving the arts and crafts store. Congrats on coming up with a clever way to celebrate it with your notes. Congrats on being able to look forward to a better future.
A brilliant use of the notes!
naturgesetz!
Thanks for all of the congratulatory remarks!
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LightChaser!
Why thank you!
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I appreciate both of you chiming in here!
-Dean
Dean!
I'm so happy to hear from you. I hope all is going well with you.
When the "lockdowns" came with the pandemic, it didn't make a big change for me, since I already spent most of my time at home on my computer. For a couple of months we didn't have Mass in my parish, but when Sunday and daily Masses resumed, life was almost back to normal for me. During the lockdown, trips to the supermarket, drugstore and liquor store were permitted, and those and church were about all I left the house for during normal times. The only major changes were: no concerts in Boston; no in person committee meetings; and my older brother, who doesn't cook, stayed with me for three months while the restaurants were shut down in Boston, where he lives.
Again, thanks for being in touch, and best wishes.
naturgesetz!
I'm happy to hear from you too! It sounds like we both survived the pandemic just fine.
I haven't been blogging in a couple years now and with social media ever-evolving into other platforms, I don't know that I will. I sort of left Exploding Doughnut up as an archive of sorts while things are in limbo.
Thank you for still sticking with me!
-Dean
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