A Poor City, The IRS, Taxes and Death
I spoke to my manager about my pay check. I opened with "Is Pennsylvania communist?" No, but apparently Pittsburgh is. The $52 tax is a new city tax of a set amount that is charged once a year because, according to my manager, "Pittsburgh is poor." He went on to tell me the story of a seasonal employee who was called in for the last Harry Potter book party. (It was his first time working since the tax had begun to be applied. After taxes, he walked away with a sum total of $1. Apparently the moral of the story was that I was better off than that guy.
At work last night, while I was walking out after finishing my shift, one of the booksellers (I think he has authority of some sort, but isn't an actual manager) asked me if I'd be interested in being cross-trained as a bookseller. Dream come true! I told him I'd like that and as we walked outside, my bag set off the security alarm. I'd also set it off when I'd arrived for work earlier. I have no idea why, but it is just my luck that when they're considering letting me near the books it looks like I've stolen one.
I know I haven't worked with everyone, but I think I have a favorite cafe work buddy: Danny. Our personalities mesh well. He reminds me a lot of ex-boyfriend number one...he's nerdy, my height and has black hair. I fear that he might have romantic ideas towards me. This would be bad because I'm fairly certain (despite being a good guy) he's not a Christian. (Plus, I think ex-boyfriend number one and I were better as a couple than friends) Also, I don't feel attracted to him and I fear I've misrepresented myself to him...but not intentionally. Take the following bit of conversation from the end of last shift for example:
Me (waving): See you when I see you.
Danny: I think we both work together Sunday night.
Me (while feeling cool that he's paying attention to when we work together): Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Danny (eyes widening and seeming impressed): Have you seen the movie, HBO documentary actually, based on the song?
Me (pausing before running away): No, but I'll try to catch it some time.
I just said the quote because it was there, swimming in my head, willing to be said. I don't even know who sings the song. I may not have even heard the song, EVER. But now Danny thinks I know stuff. Sigh. Life is difficult.
Spent all of Tuesday night not sleeping and watching Pride and Prejudice. Darcy goodness. Must rewatch....
I have to prepare for a presentation that I have to give on Wednesday. I also need to write a paper for a week from Tuesday, but I don't have any classes this Monday or Tuesday. Finally, I know the joy of attending a school that has a fall break. It leaves plenty of time to rewatch P&P. Joy to the world!
At work last night, while I was walking out after finishing my shift, one of the booksellers (I think he has authority of some sort, but isn't an actual manager) asked me if I'd be interested in being cross-trained as a bookseller. Dream come true! I told him I'd like that and as we walked outside, my bag set off the security alarm. I'd also set it off when I'd arrived for work earlier. I have no idea why, but it is just my luck that when they're considering letting me near the books it looks like I've stolen one.
I know I haven't worked with everyone, but I think I have a favorite cafe work buddy: Danny. Our personalities mesh well. He reminds me a lot of ex-boyfriend number one...he's nerdy, my height and has black hair. I fear that he might have romantic ideas towards me. This would be bad because I'm fairly certain (despite being a good guy) he's not a Christian. (Plus, I think ex-boyfriend number one and I were better as a couple than friends) Also, I don't feel attracted to him and I fear I've misrepresented myself to him...but not intentionally. Take the following bit of conversation from the end of last shift for example:
Me (waving): See you when I see you.
Danny: I think we both work together Sunday night.
Me (while feeling cool that he's paying attention to when we work together): Sunday, bloody Sunday.
Danny (eyes widening and seeming impressed): Have you seen the movie, HBO documentary actually, based on the song?
Me (pausing before running away): No, but I'll try to catch it some time.
I just said the quote because it was there, swimming in my head, willing to be said. I don't even know who sings the song. I may not have even heard the song, EVER. But now Danny thinks I know stuff. Sigh. Life is difficult.
Spent all of Tuesday night not sleeping and watching Pride and Prejudice. Darcy goodness. Must rewatch....
I have to prepare for a presentation that I have to give on Wednesday. I also need to write a paper for a week from Tuesday, but I don't have any classes this Monday or Tuesday. Finally, I know the joy of attending a school that has a fall break. It leaves plenty of time to rewatch P&P. Joy to the world!
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