||[Mar. 10th, 2008|06:57 pm]
So Sunday was crap until about 2:30 in the afternoon. |
I showed up for my midnight to four shift at campus safety, and because it was time for the daylight savings time switchover, I only had to work three hours, but still got paid for four. That was nice. In those three hours, though, there were gunshots fired a couple blocks from campus near a party. Nobody was hurt, but County kept snapping at me because I couldn't pull up any visuals of the area on our security cameras. It's not my fault that we don't have enough cameras, or that the vital ones along the main road are more often then not blocked by trees.
I finally got to bed around 5, and had to get up at 8 to work in the UC for breakfast. I do that every weekend, and it always sucks, but for some reason my body had a more difficult time of it that day. I made it out the door before I realized the stairs in front of me were all blurry and I'd left my glasses on the nightstand.
Once I got to work, things just went downhill. Because of the time change, close to 1/3rd of the student staff didn't show up when they were supposed to. As a result, I have the professional staff on my back demanding that I find them replacement workers while I'm trying to figure out how to pronounce names (nearly all the student workers on Sunday mornings are from China) and make phone calls letting everyone know that they're late. I didn't have hosts for awhile, and the guy who normally does the salad bar was gone, so I was trying to run around and fill in as best as I can.
It gets to be 1130 or so, and I'm at wits end. I'd been running around nonstop since I got there, I'd had maybe 3 hours of sleep, and I was frustrated as all hell with the staff shortage. The final straw was when I was rolling a bucket of mop water out to clean up a spill (because I have no hosts to do it) and the wheels snag on the floor plate in the doorway. I've run over that thing a million times and never had a problem before. The entire bucket flips forward, dumping close to four gallons of sanitized water all over the main walkway. I absolutely lost it, and started crying. Poor Casey, who saw the whole thing happen, gave me a hug and said he's clean it up for me if I got another mop and bucket for the spill out in the dining area.
After that the rest of my shift stayed pretty much the same...my hosts showed up eventually, and we managed to get everything done and ready for the dinner meal.
As soon as we were done, I practically ran out of there. I spent the rest of the day playing the new Smash Bros. game and taking pictures for my photojournalism class.
Today, my group in Video Production got together to figure out the case sequence for our final movie project. I'm really not a fan of group projects...I'm not sure why, but I always have this feeling of "How the hell did you come up with that idea, it's stupid and mine is totally superior." In this case, his idea *was* totally stupid. Actually, I suppose the idea wasn't so bad, just the way he wanted to shoot it. I suggested a couple of different things, which the other people in the group really liked, and now I feel like I've taken over and completely shut him down.
I don't know...I hate it when nobody wants to brainstorm, they just go along with whatever sounds like the first good idea. It's stupid. I KNOW that everyone has their own ideas, and I hate that the don't want to assert them.
TELL ME MY IDEAS SUCK!
TELL ME ANYTHING!
sorry if this entry is a little disjointed...I'm just sort of typing as I think.