September 27, 2014
I like to make sure not all of my blogs are prompts so this one I'll make into a free write. I've noticed on the days I have work I have a harder time with remembering to do my blogs. I usually end up doing a few things when I get home then just completely crashing. Hopefully I'll find a better system for posting these before long. I have noticed an improvement with the ease I write though. I used to spend a lot longer staring at the screen, while willing for a decent thought to find itself onto the page. Anymore I just let my fingers do the typing while my brain thinks.
I actually have to be up by four in the morning to get ready for work, so I will need to make this a pretty fast blog. One of the girls from work even said she'd bring me some food from McDonalds to help wake me up tomorrow. I thought that was really sweet of her to offer considering she has a pretty far drive to get to work in the first place. In fact, I think all of the people I work with are incredibly nice. That's probably one of the reasons I debate whether or not I want to find a new job.
This one is just minimum wage, so I know I need to find a job that pays better. I get bored with standing in the same place and asking people the same questions each day, but yet I don't really have the desire to quit. I've grown attached to quite a few of my customers. A lot of them are really sweet and actually remember little details about my life that I tell them. It doesn't seem like a big deal, but I don't expect people to remember things like me talking about foods I want to try or my college plans. I just assume they are being polite, so it always surprises me the little things people are able to remember. Well it's already tomorrow, so I really need to catch some sleep.
Saturday, September 27, 2014
September 26, 2014
Prompt: Write about a weird day in your workplace.
There was a day we had gotten a lot of snow and I had to go in for work. I'm a cashier at a fairly small grocery store, but we close for nothing. We were open on Thanksgiving and Christmas even. I always work Sundays and they're fairly busy because everyone goes shopping after church. This day, church had actually been called off because of the amount of snow we had received. So we never really had much of a rush like we'd usually have.
Most of us cashiers just hung out up front. We'd been a little short staffed because one girl had gotten sick and one of the guys couldn't show up because of all of the snow and ice. Even with us having half of the normal amount of checkers, we had too much free time. We had a rubber band war when there weren't any customers. Later in the day we'd decided it was cold and we were all getting pretty hungry.
The manager who usually works the night shift is the youngest one and she's really laid back. Her and another one of the higher up girls had gone back to our deli and used to oven to fix a frozen pizza. All of us checkers begged them to fix us a pizza too. They agreed to as long as we bought it. I'm sure we weren't supposed to be doing that at all, but it wasn't busy at all. The few people that would come in wouldn't buy much, so we decided to make the most of what could have been a boring day. Between the rubber band wars, dancing, pizza, and all the other crazy things that went on that day, I'd have to say that was one of the strangest days of "work" I've ever had.
Prompt: Write about a weird day in your workplace.
There was a day we had gotten a lot of snow and I had to go in for work. I'm a cashier at a fairly small grocery store, but we close for nothing. We were open on Thanksgiving and Christmas even. I always work Sundays and they're fairly busy because everyone goes shopping after church. This day, church had actually been called off because of the amount of snow we had received. So we never really had much of a rush like we'd usually have.
Most of us cashiers just hung out up front. We'd been a little short staffed because one girl had gotten sick and one of the guys couldn't show up because of all of the snow and ice. Even with us having half of the normal amount of checkers, we had too much free time. We had a rubber band war when there weren't any customers. Later in the day we'd decided it was cold and we were all getting pretty hungry.
The manager who usually works the night shift is the youngest one and she's really laid back. Her and another one of the higher up girls had gone back to our deli and used to oven to fix a frozen pizza. All of us checkers begged them to fix us a pizza too. They agreed to as long as we bought it. I'm sure we weren't supposed to be doing that at all, but it wasn't busy at all. The few people that would come in wouldn't buy much, so we decided to make the most of what could have been a boring day. Between the rubber band wars, dancing, pizza, and all the other crazy things that went on that day, I'd have to say that was one of the strangest days of "work" I've ever had.
September 25, 2014
Prompt : Write about a time where you hid from someone, or a time you disguised who you really were.
My story will describe some background information for it to make sense. I had received a text from an unknown number and decided to respond. The other person seemed confused that I wasn't the person they were trying to get ahold of. I told them it was fine and it hadn't bothered me. The guy wanted to continue talking so we just asked really pointless questions. Things that wouldn't put me in any sort of danger. I didn't give out my address or last name. My best friend and I had texted this guy for a few months. We had found out he only lived about 30 minutes away and was our age. We assumed that we would never ever meet this guy. What would the odds be of ever running into him? He had wanted us to all hang out, but my best friend and myself were both cautious and felt that wasn't a smart idea. Who knew if this guy was some weirdo?
So we hadn't been talking to this guy very much lately. He had gotten clingy so we pretty much just sort worded him. We were both too nice to just completely stop talking to him. But we had gone out to a city that was closer to where this guy had lived, not thinking anything of it. Be barely talked to the guy so he wasn't on our minds. Turns out, my best friend had mentioned we were out of town and he had happened to be in the city too. So my best friend and I immediately backtrack and try to find a way out of the situation without sounding rude. This guy had planned on meeting us and neither of us had the desire to meet him. So we told him we were at a mall. It was a fairly large location so we thought even if he didn't happen to be there, it would be easy to "miss him". We found out the guy had been across the street from us the whole time. We'd just barely missed him!
Prompt : Write about a time where you hid from someone, or a time you disguised who you really were.
My story will describe some background information for it to make sense. I had received a text from an unknown number and decided to respond. The other person seemed confused that I wasn't the person they were trying to get ahold of. I told them it was fine and it hadn't bothered me. The guy wanted to continue talking so we just asked really pointless questions. Things that wouldn't put me in any sort of danger. I didn't give out my address or last name. My best friend and I had texted this guy for a few months. We had found out he only lived about 30 minutes away and was our age. We assumed that we would never ever meet this guy. What would the odds be of ever running into him? He had wanted us to all hang out, but my best friend and myself were both cautious and felt that wasn't a smart idea. Who knew if this guy was some weirdo?
So we hadn't been talking to this guy very much lately. He had gotten clingy so we pretty much just sort worded him. We were both too nice to just completely stop talking to him. But we had gone out to a city that was closer to where this guy had lived, not thinking anything of it. Be barely talked to the guy so he wasn't on our minds. Turns out, my best friend had mentioned we were out of town and he had happened to be in the city too. So my best friend and I immediately backtrack and try to find a way out of the situation without sounding rude. This guy had planned on meeting us and neither of us had the desire to meet him. So we told him we were at a mall. It was a fairly large location so we thought even if he didn't happen to be there, it would be easy to "miss him". We found out the guy had been across the street from us the whole time. We'd just barely missed him!
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
September 24, 2014
Prompt: Write a letter to someone you feel you need to spend more time with.
Dear "Best Friend",
We have grown apart over the years. It became more obvious this last year. I had responsibilities I had to take care of and you just didn't understand. I was growing up, while you were able to keep your carefree lifestyle. I know the fact I didn't have free time annoyed you. And for that, I'm sorry. I did try to make plans, but you'd always end up canceling last minute.
Since we've graduated, the distance has not just figuratively grown, but literally as well. I get maybe five texts every three or so days from you. Anytime we plan to have a phone call to catch up on the past few weeks, you never respond. I have to admit, the silence is hard to handle.
We used to be a package deal. We'd always be together and knew every little detail about each other's lives. When you came to visit a little over a month ago, it felt different. Our conversations didn't flow and seem so light hearted. The laughter came a little forced. When did we get this way?
I miss my old best friend. I know you have a lot going on, but for old times sake, can you put in a little more effort? I hope to hear back from you soon.
-Me
Prompt: Write a letter to someone you feel you need to spend more time with.
Dear "Best Friend",
We have grown apart over the years. It became more obvious this last year. I had responsibilities I had to take care of and you just didn't understand. I was growing up, while you were able to keep your carefree lifestyle. I know the fact I didn't have free time annoyed you. And for that, I'm sorry. I did try to make plans, but you'd always end up canceling last minute.
Since we've graduated, the distance has not just figuratively grown, but literally as well. I get maybe five texts every three or so days from you. Anytime we plan to have a phone call to catch up on the past few weeks, you never respond. I have to admit, the silence is hard to handle.
We used to be a package deal. We'd always be together and knew every little detail about each other's lives. When you came to visit a little over a month ago, it felt different. Our conversations didn't flow and seem so light hearted. The laughter came a little forced. When did we get this way?
I miss my old best friend. I know you have a lot going on, but for old times sake, can you put in a little more effort? I hope to hear back from you soon.
-Me
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
September 23, 2014
Prompt: Write a mini-story (100-250 words) that starts with "They had nothing to say to each other"
They had nothing to say to each other. He had found out she was cheating on him with someone else. The kind of figure that every guy has to look out for. The cliche line "tall, dark and handsome" described his competition so well. His rival was everything he wasn't. Not only was he strong, but rich as well. No wonder she was leaving him for this fellow.
Usually in a situation like this, he was able to bring out her soft side. Make her crumble into a mess. Their love was one that had never been questioned or held the slightest sign of doubt. They were meant to be and shared a bond that couldn't be described. Everyone said they were the dream pairing that went hand in hand.
It seems this was no longer true. She had been torn between the two. Unable to make a decision. This soured him. How could he be replaced by someone who could be so bitter at times? Sure, the other guy could be sweet and enjoyable on occasion. But he was better for her. She needed him, didn't she?
His time had expired...
Poor milk, the chocolate chip cookie of his dreams had left him for coffee.
Prompt: Write a mini-story (100-250 words) that starts with "They had nothing to say to each other"
They had nothing to say to each other. He had found out she was cheating on him with someone else. The kind of figure that every guy has to look out for. The cliche line "tall, dark and handsome" described his competition so well. His rival was everything he wasn't. Not only was he strong, but rich as well. No wonder she was leaving him for this fellow.
Usually in a situation like this, he was able to bring out her soft side. Make her crumble into a mess. Their love was one that had never been questioned or held the slightest sign of doubt. They were meant to be and shared a bond that couldn't be described. Everyone said they were the dream pairing that went hand in hand.
It seems this was no longer true. She had been torn between the two. Unable to make a decision. This soured him. How could he be replaced by someone who could be so bitter at times? Sure, the other guy could be sweet and enjoyable on occasion. But he was better for her. She needed him, didn't she?
His time had expired...
Poor milk, the chocolate chip cookie of his dreams had left him for coffee.
September 22, 2014
I didn't get around to writing this before I fell asleep last night since my brain decided to shut down extremely early. So this is yesterday's blog.
It's funny, yesterday I watched a movie with my best friend and it was completely different from when I had watched it from a week before. The first time I watched the film, I enjoyed it and only found a few flaws. I'd watched it with my mother and she liked it a lot. Yesterday, the movie wasn't the same. My best friend pointed out how creepy the lead male actor was and that pretty much ruined the entire movie.
Well, I don't know if ruined is the right word to use there. We ended up turning a sad romance into more of a comedy. So the message of the film was a bit lost, but it was still enjoyable to watch. I'm not sure why a movie can be taken so differently depending on who you watch it with. Maybe it's because my mom is the type to just sit and watch the movie. She doesn't have commentary or really dig deeper into it. My best friend is like myself when it comes to watching a film. We have to talk through almost the entire movie and question character reactions and events. I'm not sure if that's how most normal people watch movies. I think the majority of people just sit and watch the film in silence. But we aren't exactly normal.
Even after the movie was over, he had to ask me questions about the characters. I read the book so he knew I would understand it much better than him. Movies can't compete with the books. They're a lot more vague and it's easy to get lost in what's going on. I'm sure there are a few exceptions where the film is done better than the book. I just have yet to find that case.
I didn't get around to writing this before I fell asleep last night since my brain decided to shut down extremely early. So this is yesterday's blog.
It's funny, yesterday I watched a movie with my best friend and it was completely different from when I had watched it from a week before. The first time I watched the film, I enjoyed it and only found a few flaws. I'd watched it with my mother and she liked it a lot. Yesterday, the movie wasn't the same. My best friend pointed out how creepy the lead male actor was and that pretty much ruined the entire movie.
Well, I don't know if ruined is the right word to use there. We ended up turning a sad romance into more of a comedy. So the message of the film was a bit lost, but it was still enjoyable to watch. I'm not sure why a movie can be taken so differently depending on who you watch it with. Maybe it's because my mom is the type to just sit and watch the movie. She doesn't have commentary or really dig deeper into it. My best friend is like myself when it comes to watching a film. We have to talk through almost the entire movie and question character reactions and events. I'm not sure if that's how most normal people watch movies. I think the majority of people just sit and watch the film in silence. But we aren't exactly normal.
Even after the movie was over, he had to ask me questions about the characters. I read the book so he knew I would understand it much better than him. Movies can't compete with the books. They're a lot more vague and it's easy to get lost in what's going on. I'm sure there are a few exceptions where the film is done better than the book. I just have yet to find that case.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
September 21, 2014
I think I'll just use my blog as a free write today. I've had a headache all day so it would probably be easier for me to write about whatever is on my mind rather than to try and think of clever things to say. Plus, my past few blogs have been about prompts. I like to mix things up. I'm currently trying to finish my "This I believe" essay. I hit a major writer's block and haven't been able to progress much in it at all. I've even considered deleting the whole thing and starting over with a new topic. I really shouldn't, but I'm such a perfectionist. It's not turning out quite as well as I had pictured it in my mind. Maybe once I finish up this post, my mind might have cleared up a little.
Work actually went pretty great today. I have to be there by six on Sundays so I try to get some sleep the night before. Last night I ended up working on my classes until midnight. Definitely not planned, but needed. My manager actually offered to buy me a donut when I was joking about him buying me one. I turned down the offer of course. I'm too polite to say yes. Then not even 15 minutes later, I told a customer that their donuts sounded pretty great. He also tried getting me to eat one of the delicious little baked goods. I also turned him down. Even though I never take food from customers, I still think it's extremely sweet of them to offer it to almost a complete stranger. I'm not sure if it has to do with the fact a lot of people stop buy the store on Sundays are either headed to or from church, but I hardly ever have rude customers during my Sunday shifts. Granted, I do get some, but it's not nearly as often. Of course, it could be because a lot of people are off work on Sundays. They're probably in better moods for that reason.
Well, I'm going to go back to that essay. Hopefully this will get the ideas flowing!
I think I'll just use my blog as a free write today. I've had a headache all day so it would probably be easier for me to write about whatever is on my mind rather than to try and think of clever things to say. Plus, my past few blogs have been about prompts. I like to mix things up. I'm currently trying to finish my "This I believe" essay. I hit a major writer's block and haven't been able to progress much in it at all. I've even considered deleting the whole thing and starting over with a new topic. I really shouldn't, but I'm such a perfectionist. It's not turning out quite as well as I had pictured it in my mind. Maybe once I finish up this post, my mind might have cleared up a little.
Work actually went pretty great today. I have to be there by six on Sundays so I try to get some sleep the night before. Last night I ended up working on my classes until midnight. Definitely not planned, but needed. My manager actually offered to buy me a donut when I was joking about him buying me one. I turned down the offer of course. I'm too polite to say yes. Then not even 15 minutes later, I told a customer that their donuts sounded pretty great. He also tried getting me to eat one of the delicious little baked goods. I also turned him down. Even though I never take food from customers, I still think it's extremely sweet of them to offer it to almost a complete stranger. I'm not sure if it has to do with the fact a lot of people stop buy the store on Sundays are either headed to or from church, but I hardly ever have rude customers during my Sunday shifts. Granted, I do get some, but it's not nearly as often. Of course, it could be because a lot of people are off work on Sundays. They're probably in better moods for that reason.
Well, I'm going to go back to that essay. Hopefully this will get the ideas flowing!
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