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Sunday, September 19, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
What to do now...
For those who haven't heard,
I have been able to leave my job in Provo, UT and have been currently employed with Ann Taylor. I am so grateful to be there. Everyone who I work with is so sweet, willing to help, and loves my strong style (Which is good, since I was afraid my style wasn't conservative enough.) I learn more everyday, and find that it is much easier to help clients find blouses and pants than a wedding dress. Which makes plenty of sense. But the change is good and brings a wave of relief. One that I seriously needed.
Then I got my weeks schedule.
I work a total of 12 hours.
This sent me into a panic. While I was working in Provo, I was working up to 45 hours a week. I am used to be constantly busy. It quickly dawned (Dawnley haha) on me that a second job is necessary. So on that note, I have turned in application to Jet Blue. And have had references sent to inquire about MAC cosmetics, Maggie Sottero Bridal, and Dillards.
I have some large goals ahead of me, that I plan to accomplish. Some including moving out, a motorcycle, a new car, and a large retirement fund. And I understand that all of that can't be done immediately. But what I do want is a time line. I have a friend who is very good at analyzing. Through a large cookie covered in ice-cream he was able to lay his life out and a few options to take to get to each goal. Granted, he as graduated from Westminister and has much knowledge under is belt. But I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as I saw is life becoming what he has had planned. And maybe it wasn't his plan, but the way it has been turning out is not half bad either.
I took the job in Provo in hopes to get me the right connections. I was designing. Or I was supposed to be. As time went by, I realized how much I was used not for my talents, but as a filler. Because my boss was too stubborn to hire someone else, and let me do what I was hired to do. Design got put on the back burner. And even further back, as I was pushed on to the sales floor. Now, I am good at sales, but that is not what I was hired to do. Why would I say yes to a job that was 50 minutes away, just I could work on sales, and then drive right back home. I wouldn't mind sales as much if it was at all closer, and under a much less suffocating environment. My senses dulled as I was lured into a dark building, with poor lighting, because again my boss was too stubborn to buy or fix it for appropriate lighting. Little things like that began to eat away at my soul. Not seeing the daylight, (yum! I just went to get the last slice of home made lemon cake. anyways..) Not being paid overtime, being lied to, shipments never coming in on time, water and power being shut off on moments notice... among many smaller and larger things. I feel I have lost energy, and that I took a step backwards. I stopped going to school. And I feel inadequate to work now.
Which is why I am so grateful for this job at Ann Taylor! There is lighting. There is structure. There is no threats of people coming and closing down the store. Every one is rewarded accordingly. Everyone works hard. And everyone gets paid on time. That was a huge blessing. Even the checks will be smaller. They will be on time.
So here I am.
Back to square one.
Needing a second job.
Only time will tell, and until then... I continue to punch out the days.
I have been able to leave my job in Provo, UT and have been currently employed with Ann Taylor. I am so grateful to be there. Everyone who I work with is so sweet, willing to help, and loves my strong style (Which is good, since I was afraid my style wasn't conservative enough.) I learn more everyday, and find that it is much easier to help clients find blouses and pants than a wedding dress. Which makes plenty of sense. But the change is good and brings a wave of relief. One that I seriously needed.
Then I got my weeks schedule.
I work a total of 12 hours.
This sent me into a panic. While I was working in Provo, I was working up to 45 hours a week. I am used to be constantly busy. It quickly dawned (Dawnley haha) on me that a second job is necessary. So on that note, I have turned in application to Jet Blue. And have had references sent to inquire about MAC cosmetics, Maggie Sottero Bridal, and Dillards.
I have some large goals ahead of me, that I plan to accomplish. Some including moving out, a motorcycle, a new car, and a large retirement fund. And I understand that all of that can't be done immediately. But what I do want is a time line. I have a friend who is very good at analyzing. Through a large cookie covered in ice-cream he was able to lay his life out and a few options to take to get to each goal. Granted, he as graduated from Westminister and has much knowledge under is belt. But I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as I saw is life becoming what he has had planned. And maybe it wasn't his plan, but the way it has been turning out is not half bad either.
I took the job in Provo in hopes to get me the right connections. I was designing. Or I was supposed to be. As time went by, I realized how much I was used not for my talents, but as a filler. Because my boss was too stubborn to hire someone else, and let me do what I was hired to do. Design got put on the back burner. And even further back, as I was pushed on to the sales floor. Now, I am good at sales, but that is not what I was hired to do. Why would I say yes to a job that was 50 minutes away, just I could work on sales, and then drive right back home. I wouldn't mind sales as much if it was at all closer, and under a much less suffocating environment. My senses dulled as I was lured into a dark building, with poor lighting, because again my boss was too stubborn to buy or fix it for appropriate lighting. Little things like that began to eat away at my soul. Not seeing the daylight, (yum! I just went to get the last slice of home made lemon cake. anyways..) Not being paid overtime, being lied to, shipments never coming in on time, water and power being shut off on moments notice... among many smaller and larger things. I feel I have lost energy, and that I took a step backwards. I stopped going to school. And I feel inadequate to work now.
Which is why I am so grateful for this job at Ann Taylor! There is lighting. There is structure. There is no threats of people coming and closing down the store. Every one is rewarded accordingly. Everyone works hard. And everyone gets paid on time. That was a huge blessing. Even the checks will be smaller. They will be on time.
So here I am.
Back to square one.
Needing a second job.
Only time will tell, and until then... I continue to punch out the days.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Alice In Wonderland:Pre-Show Party
To successfully take you through a journey of the party, it will most likely be through the many many photos. So sit back and enjoy.
First:
I worked on a whimsical cake that took me two days late in the night to finish. I never had done a project like this before. And to my surprise, it was a success!
Then... tragedy struck.
On the way in the car, the heat from the sun soaking through the windows caused the frosting to warm and slide. I clicked on my hazard lights for my car in hopes to slow down and avoid any bumps that would cause it to fall. All for a cake. Poor North. He tried to save my cake baby. To no avail, it ended on his hands and in his lap.
Tears were tempting to burst down my face, but the situation was just too humorous they could quite come. We arrived to Caz* 's house and piled in cookies, a shifty cake, and good stories of the trip there.
Second:
We prepped the tea. We set up the tea cups. And help people arrive (Apparently, its harder to get to that we thought.)
" 'Eat me'. Don't mind if I do."
The Queen's Royal Army
Come on guys. It's not that hard to get here.
Once everyone had arrived, the party began. I'm not sure if it was the tea, the sugar in the cake, or the exciting costumes but energy levels were high and conversations took fun and random turns.
Joey says I look good in corners.
What ever that means...
With everything going on, our minds turned to the only possible thing that could either A)Improve the party B)Be "Mad Hatter-ish" and C) Make a scene.
We lit the cake on fire.
With 40 Candles...
...and helping hands...
We successfully set the cake on fire.
The frosting bubbled, popped, and flamed.
Fire alarms went off.
And we still ate the cake...
On the good side of course.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Talented Friend Jeff
Often, when I hang out with Jeff, he always starts making ridiculous noises with his mouth. But here, you can see/hear, he is very talented at what he does. Just listen. Enjoy. I giggled. But I do that from time to time.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
What America has forgot about shopping....
Working in a bridal store, I have quickly come to find out that all tact and politeness have taken a serious dump in the sales industry. So many times I have been shocked and appalled by the way people treat me, the merchandise, and other customers.
So in desparate hopes to change the future as we know it, I am begging you! Please, read this and take these words with you the next time you head out to the world.
Most of this is pertaining to the bridal industry, since that is what I work in. But you can take all of these "values" and apply them to your own shopping experience.
1. Get off your phone. When you walk in, be available to listen and be guided. Too often have I been rudely interupted by cell phone conversation, which wastes time.
2. Do not come with more than 3 people (And three is pushing it). It makes the store more crowded, unorganized, and opinions start blurring your decision. Take those who's opinion you value.
3. When the employee has something to tell you, please listen. If you don't, she may saying something you need to know. Then you may ask her later, and she will be found repeating herself. Which can cause annoyance.
4. Do not touch the mannequin displays. If you like something that is on the mannequin, please ask for assistance to take it off. Doing it yourself could A) Damage Merchandise B)Ruin a display that can be tricky to put back together C) It is the employers job to do it. Let them do their job.
5. Wear appropriate garments. Many times have I help a bride zip a dress and they will be missing a bra or underwear. Not only does the employee not appreciate this, but it is important to wear the right garments of clothing to get the best idea and the best fit.
6. Wear Deodorant.
7. When finished with an item, hang it back on the hanger. Whether be a sale shirt for 5$ or a 1,000$ dress, I have seen both items poured on the dirty floor. This is very disrespectful. And again makes more pointless work for the employee.
8. If you don't fit in it, DON'T try. Don't pull at the zipper. Don't rip seams. Don't stretch the fabric. Deal with it. Get another size.
9. This one comes in parts. It involves children. As cute as they are, they are terrors in the shopping industry. A)If they can't control themselves, take them out. Or strap them in. Don't let them run wild. Don't let them touch the windows, mirrors, mannequins, merchandise, other people, etc. B)Honest to God I have had this happen in my bridal store on multiple times. Do not give your child a diaper change in the store. Let alone in the front room. Causing the whole store to smell like urine and crap. This is tacky. And disgusting. C) Don't give the kids food. Food = Crumby, sticky, gooey, and stains.
10. Say please and thank you.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Good Luck
This has been a good Monday. One of the best I have had for a while. The sun was out, which I haven't seen for a few days. Though the breeze was brisk, I could still lift my face and feel the yellow on my eyelids. And thats all I need.
I met up with some new friends today. Jose and Scott. And they were kind enough to let me bombard on their Monday. That is where I realized that my Good Luck Monday was beginning. They took me to go see "Shutter Island". Which was nothing what I thought it was going to be, which is good. Because I didn't think very highly of it.
Afterwards, we went off, goofing around and running errands. I had a tasty dirty chai I met a fantastic character with a cuddly accessory. A small girl (and by small I mean short, not necessarily young. Which, I guess she was young. But no child. Perhaps about 18.) She seemed to know everyone at the cafe well. And tucked under her arm was Marius. The Cat. He seemed just fine as everyone was walking around. He just hung out while she chatted with us and as she bummed a cigarette from an old friend. I felt lucky to meet such a character.
As we went about our errands I got a phone call. From Ann Taylor. If any of you know, the company I work for is not in its best state. As the stress is pressing down on my harder and harder, the panic starts to set in. But today, in-between a eclectic shop full of risque paper cards and books full of random facts that everyone should know, but not so important, I got a phone call. A young lady asking me what time would be best to come in for an interview. I just hope that she does call back tomorrow, with an official time. What good LUCK!
Our adventures of today took us to the SLC library where we hopped a few fences and climbed the stairs to the tall roof. There we stood. And looked out over the city. For the first time in a long time the wind blew the smug away, leaving cold but clear skies. Something about the city brings peace to my heart.
Afterwards, the boys spoiled me with some fantastic sushi from one of my favorite restaurants, "I <3 Sushi" (appropriately named.) Scott was daring enough to try one of my favorite dishes Uni Shooter. And then followed by a Hollywood Roll and a Spider Roll.
I met up with some new friends today. Jose and Scott. And they were kind enough to let me bombard on their Monday. That is where I realized that my Good Luck Monday was beginning. They took me to go see "Shutter Island". Which was nothing what I thought it was going to be, which is good. Because I didn't think very highly of it.
Afterwards, we went off, goofing around and running errands. I had a tasty dirty chai I met a fantastic character with a cuddly accessory. A small girl (and by small I mean short, not necessarily young. Which, I guess she was young. But no child. Perhaps about 18.) She seemed to know everyone at the cafe well. And tucked under her arm was Marius. The Cat. He seemed just fine as everyone was walking around. He just hung out while she chatted with us and as she bummed a cigarette from an old friend. I felt lucky to meet such a character.
As we went about our errands I got a phone call. From Ann Taylor. If any of you know, the company I work for is not in its best state. As the stress is pressing down on my harder and harder, the panic starts to set in. But today, in-between a eclectic shop full of risque paper cards and books full of random facts that everyone should know, but not so important, I got a phone call. A young lady asking me what time would be best to come in for an interview. I just hope that she does call back tomorrow, with an official time. What good LUCK!
Afterwards, the boys spoiled me with some fantastic sushi from one of my favorite restaurants, "I <3 Sushi" (appropriately named.) Scott was daring enough to try one of my favorite dishes Uni Shooter. And then followed by a Hollywood Roll and a Spider Roll.
Full and happy we walked back to our car when Scott finds something in his shoe. He stops, pulls it out of his sole, and squints to see what it is. It is a gold bow. MY gold bow! My earring that I had just worn once! How lucky is it that she should happen to step on it, and find it. That I wouldn't just leave it on the city street! What luck I have had today! I feel so blessed. But at the same time I fear. For what if I used up all of my luck today, and have none left for tomorrow! What will tomorrow bring?! I will let you know.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Lazy Sunday
Sundays.
My first day off in the week.
I have to work Friday and Saturday.
But on Sundays... I get to...
Food color my pancakes green and blue:)
...there's the green...
And lay around.
My cat has a better example of how to relax.
Pose 1:
and...
Pose 2:
I wish all a lazy sunday.
OR
...any other day of the week...
Friday, February 19, 2010
Sister Tea Time
Welcome to:
Sister Tea Time
Featuring Jillian and Abigale McCormick
On a rainy Monday morning, two girls got up, not sure if they even wanted to step outside. But eventually they applied mascara, slipped on the heels, and stepped outside to bare the weather. The best way to start the day is to warm up from the inside out. And the best place to do that is to drive down town to visit the Beehive Tea Room. A quaint tea shop, complete with every book imaginable, cozy arm chairs, and soft lighting glowing from antique lamps.
Abby got Raspberry Mint tea, and with a bit of sugar. (Well, not just a little bit. I love her for trying new things.) And I ordered Hazelnut Black Tea, which was divine and resembled chocolate, a hummus sandwich on croissant, and creamy potato soup. You'd be crazy if you don't think that sounds like a match made in heaven.
