December 12, 2007
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met another Brasilan. Marta is from Brasilia. she said i could come visit her anytime. for free.
No wonder Darlene can fold clothes perfectly. no wrinkles. she makes my folding look…non-folded. She was in the air force. flight mechanic. this is my competition at work. not really. i have just made sure to make sure she is on my side. Yolanda and Susie are my favorites. the store keeps opening at 6:00am. no one comes. why would they? they even passed out free chocolate bars and coupons. still no people.
Joyce came up to me and grabbed my arm, “You are so lucky Rachel!” I was very confused by this. but she continued: “All these ladies here shopping…they are so sad compared to you.” i am so lucky.
i stared at my check–the largest check i have ever gotten in my life…but…it wasn’t worth two weeks of my life. i think…this may be my one and only time in retail.
recept poem:
the irony of the unexpected
the beauty of surprise
keeps me on my toes
i cannot assume
the natural
i will not control
the outcome
and nothing i could do
no precaution i could take
will change
that i just
don’t know
**our church has boxing lessons. how amazing is that. i think i am the first girl to show up in a long time. they were very nice about it. got to hang out with Erica and Indashia. Kristen came and saw me at work and bought me a smoothy. yumm. i really like this “being in the mall and meeting people” thing. i have seen lots of random people. the Youth Center was there for an activity yesterday. that was cool…i miss them. Went to Peoria to see my best friend. just what i needed. rolled the door over my thumb while i closed up at work yesterday. it is pink and green.
my verse for the year. and it has a huge long story about it too…but you don’t need that now. “For now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face: now i know in part; but then i shall know even as i also am known.” 1 Corinthians 13:12i didn’t have to work this Sunday. church is nice. i think one of my favorite parts about this church is that i feel free enough to whisper during it. but i don’t tooo often, because mom doesn’t like it much. quote from the service: “Heroes are not measured by the weight of their armor, but by the size of the giants they decapitate.” personally, i like any church where the pastor says words like “decapitate.”
skills learned from working retail:
clock watching
counting hours
counting pennies
folding clothes
refolding clothes
savoring 15 minute breaks
wanting nothing more in life than to sit down and stare into space
planning lunch breaks
knowing the difference between the black turtle neck and the black turtle neck
pretending like i know what i am doing
saying “oh no, it does not make you look fat”
lip singing to Christmas songs
more to come…
