One thing I do not enjoy doing is shopping for things I do not want to spend money on but I need to purchase. Examples include gasoline, medicine, food, BUSINESS CASUAL CLOTHES. I decided to wait until 25 minutes before I was scheduled to be somewhere to get dressed and prepared to conduct interviews, which we were told to arrive in business casual attire in. Bizz cazshhh attire? What does that even mean? I might own one pair of black pants that aren't jeans left over from working at the Bel-Aire Hotel, and I don't even have them at school with me. I'm a sociology major, come on. I consider dressing up oxfords and tights with a leather jacket pulling it all together for the win. I don't think that's what my advisors consider dressing up. So I'm rummaging through my closet and dressor drawers semi-freaking out when I realize the only collared shirts I own are flannel and the only acceptable shoes are, indeed, my oxfords. I somehow managed to look "nice casual" with a sweater, tights, and a skirt. I don't think it qualified as business-y and it was probably a disgraceful look to any corporate individual but like I said, I study sociology. When/if the time comes when I have to work at the hands of a corporate individual I will start shopping at Express.
Since I was in a rush to meet for the interviews on time I did not think about properly managing my time. I didn't bring any homework with me, and by the time we got back to campus it was a little after 7pm. I work 8-10pm tonight at the library and didn't feel like going ALL the way back to my apartment, on the FOURTH floor, and retreiving work to do before and during my shift. So I just spent the last half hour slowly walking around the library looking for enough change for a vending machine purchase. I'm kidding, I'm not that poor. I'm just weird enough to walk around not looking for anything. I limited myself to the basement though, the other floors were a little too crowded. Alas, here I am counting down the minutes until my shift, finishing my purchase of bagged trail mix for 90 cents. Rip off. Could have made my own batch of this crap for much cheaper. And how am I supposed to get the little sunflower seeds out of this bag anyways? It's one of those real thin, long packages. I already tried dumping it into my hand and more ended up on the floor. I actually left one of the raisins that fell on the floor downstairs because I thought it looked just like mouse poo and we used to have a mouse infestation problem at the library so I thought it'd be funny.
Ugh. It's not that funny at all. I'm going to pick it up during my shift because I feel guilty.
Best Text I Received Today: From Mom at 7:40pm: "Fyi do ur underwear load last in the washer...one pair contains about 100,000 fecal bacteria. this could transfer to other loads. ewwww."
You can go ahead and add that to your list of things there are no need to know about in life.
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