Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Bad Days

So the day starts out with me having to go buy a new agenda in the school office. Every student is given an agenda and they are basically our "hall pass" if we need to go anywhere in the school. Mine had gone missing sometime in the last two days and I knew I would need it to go see one of my teachers later in the day. So I go and pay the $5 for a replacement and I'm fine.
The first block of the day I student aide in the library. I help out the librarians and I finish any last minute work that I need to do. The night before I had e-mailed myself an essay that was due at the end of the day to print off. I go to my e-mail and..........there is no attachment to the e-mail. I go and call up my sister and mother to see if they are still at home to send it to me; but unfortunately they have both left for work at this point.
So I walk down to the teacher's classroom to tell her about this. She takes one look at me and hands me the agenda that I had been missing. I thank her and tell her my situation. She then goes into this big shpeel which basically comes down to it is not her problem and it is my responsibility. By the end of her monologue I am in tears.
I go back to the library and one of the librarians sees me and asks me if my mom would be ok with her driving me to my house to get my laptop (the computer that the essay is on). I call my mom up and she gives the ok (she actually asked me if it was legal for the librarian to take me out of the school, to which I said "i have no idea). We get my laptop and get back to school and I'm about 15 minutes late for my next class. One of the librarians says that she has already contacted my teacher and I just need to get a pass.
At our school we have this mandatory study hall called "Pride Time." The only way we can go see a teacher is if they request us ahead of time on this website. I had arranged with my photojournalism teacher to come in to finish a project that is due tomorrow. My teacher goes and checks the website but I haven't been requested and my teacher won't call the photojournalism teacher to ask if i can go. I'm in tears again because, really, I have no idea how this project is going to get done (I was actually supposed to do this yesterday but we had run out of one of the chemicals so i couldn't develop pictures, so I was supposed to come in again today to do it).
At the end of the block I go down to the classroom and ask why I wasn't on the list. Apparently something had gone wrong with the website or something because my photojournalism teacher was positive that he had requested me. He checks but my name is still not on there. He then asks if I could stay after school (which i can't) or if I can come in during Pride Time tomorrow (which I can't because I already have plans for that day). He then says that it'll be ok and I'll be able to turn the work in and not get deducted points on it (much more understanding than my other teacher :P).
So lunch comes around and I go to the library and print off my essay and the rest of the school day is fine. I walk up to my teacher and tell her that I got the essay and her reply is "that's good....for you."
I found that last comment a little unnecessary, wouldn't you say so?
But all in all the essay crisis was dealt with and my other project will get done somehow and I feel so much better now then how I was feeling this morning.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

My First Job

So on the second day of school I went to a job interview at the farm near my house. They offer seasonal employment for the harvest festival-they have a corn maze, pumpkin picking, etc... This is a group interview and we play games with each other that demonstrate character and then we sit in different groups and are asked some questions. I applied here last year but sadly I was not offered a job.
One of the first things we had to do was play a type of bingo game where you had to ask people if they had ever done something, and if they had to have them sign one of the squares (I felt really bad because none of the questions applied to me). One of the owners of the farm noticed me asking someone to sign and commented on how polite I was (I made sure to say please and thank you), which made me feel like I was doing well.
One of the games we had to play was we were given foam noodles and tape and we had to build the tallest structure possible (without anything holding it up). My group barely won by an inch and as a reward we were given free plastic pig noses and took a picture with them on in front of our structure. When I was taking off the nose I commented on how my breath stank and one of the managers laughed and commented how I was funny.
After that we sat down to the interview portion of the evening. The manager from before came up and asked us if we had ever been to an interview like this before. I said yes and explained that I had applied there the year before. The woman looked at me for a second in confusion and asked if I had been hired, which I said unfortunately no. She then went on to explain how there had been nearly 300 applicants last year and they only ever hired 150 people to work. She then went on to say how there were only a little over 100 applicants this year (which in my head I was saying "YYYYYEEEESSSSS, a higher chance of me getting hired" :P).
After the interview was over I was sitting outside with one of the other possible employees about my age waiting for our rides to get here. Somehow in the interview the topic of anime came up and we were both comparing which ones we had seen and which were our favorites. All in all I felt that I had given the best impression that I could have.
As my mom and sister were taking me home they finally asked how much do they pay. I told them it was about $8.25 and my sister did a double take. She has two jobs and has been working at one of them for months and I'd be getting better pay than she does at either of her jobs. The only real downside of my job is we have to wear overalls :P

Well today I went to check my e-mail and found a message from the farm................They offered me a job!!! :D It was a good thing I was home alone at the time because my jumping up and down would have made someone very angry. I went onto Facebook to share the good news and saw that one of my friends was also hired as well. This has been some very good news :D