Saturday, July 31, 2010

Last Post of July

The title is very self-explanatory.

This is the last post of this month, which means that the next month is August, which means school starts soon.


Where in the world did the summer go? Where did my long walks on the beach (or at least the lake) go? Where did my days reading a book while it pours rain outside go? Where did my flip flop tan line go? Where did my sweet road trips go?


On the bright side, it also means my cousin Courtney got married today! Woohoo for marriage!

Now if I could just find a date.............

Sunday, July 25, 2010

This or That

This is one of THE most bizarre car commercials I have ever seen in my life.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Phantom of the Opera


I was called to be the ward organist, officially, 2 weeks ago....which means that on Sunday I will be playing for the first time.  Ever.  Almost literally.

I've practice twice since being called, and I am terrified to play it on Sunday.  I've got a friend, Elise, who has shown me how to set up the organ to play it just like a piano, but even then, I've got to remember what stops to push, and to make sure my feet don't touch the pedals so that I don't accidentally play the wrong notes on them, and then I have to make sure I don't play too soft or too loud, and then there's the fingering and making sure every phrase is super super super legato....and..

>insert hyperventilated-like breathing<

Yeah I'm super nervous.  Maybe if I wear a cape and dress like the Phantom I'll feel better about the whole thing.

Or maybe I'll throw in a glissando or two like the excited lady organist on the Singles Ward.

Can't hurt, right?

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

What in the World?

I came across this article on MSNBC this morning, about how all these Russians keep drowning in water as they try to escape the current heatwave.  Also, the majority of those who die have been drunk. 

The article says more than 1200 drowned in June alone, most of them drunk.  Holy hannah!  Also, six children drowned at a camp last week, because the people who were supposed to be supervising them were drunk.

Where are they finding all this vodka?!

The other thing is, the temperatures hit a high of about 98 degrees.  OK, that is still very hot, but we're not talking 130-degree temps here!  98 is very manageable.

Sounds like a lot of people who have trouble with problem-solving.

Here's the article:

MOSCOW — Dozens of Russians, many of them drunk, are drowning daily as they head to water to escape a heatwave, an emergencies ministry official said on Wednesday. 

Vodka-drinking groups -- some with small children -- can be seen at lakes and ponds in and around the Russian capital where the current three-week heatwave may set a record of 37 Celsius (98.6 Fahrenheit) this weekend.

"Russia's Emergencies Ministry is very worried by the current situation. In the last day alone, 49 people drowned (in Russia), including two children, Vadim Seryogin, a department head at the ministry, told a news conference.

More than 1,200 people drowned across Russia in June this year, he said, including 233 between July 5 and July 12.

"The majority of those drowned were drunk," he said. "The children died because adults simply did not look after them."

Last week six children drowned in the Sea of Azov in southern Russia because the summer camp employees who were minding them were drunk.

Weather forecasters say the heatwave will last another week.

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Russian President Dmitry Medvedev said on Tuesday the heat was a major problem for Russian agriculture, echoing concerns from Russia's grain lobby, which said the country was undergoing the worst drought in 130 years of weather observations.

The government imposed a state of emergency in 16 regions where the heat destroyed grains in an area the size of Portugal.

The Kremlin also canceled its trooping the color ceremony on July 17, a tourist attraction held on Saturdays when soldiers in 19th century uniforms show off their horse-riding and arms handling skills.
"Holding the ritual in such conditions may put in danger the health of all participants of the ceremony," Itar-Tass news agency quoted a spokeswoman for the Federal Protection Service (FSO) as saying.

Itar-TASS also quoted a spokesman for Russian land forces as saying that troops had suspended night exercises due to a high risk of fires that might be sparked by tracer bullets, incendiary projectiles and flares.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Just Another Day in Heaven

I haven't written in a while, and I can't think of much to write, so I'll tell you all about my day at work today:

I was assigned the register this morning where you can buy cigarettes.  This register has its ups and downs: you don't have to stand out in the store and invite customers to your line; your job is to 'protect' the nicotine.  You do have to sell the cigarettes and snuff to customers that want it, however.  You also have to figure out what the heck they want to purchase; I never realized there were so many different varieties - we probably have more than 100 different things to purchase back there.  You also have to I.D., and make people angry when you have to I.D. everyone in the party.  You also get to talk to any of the supervisors, since that is their hub, so you actually get to be social with others without the mask of Walmart on.

After being assigned this register, I had a couple older men, probably 50, come through my line with beer and needing cigarettes.  I'm not old enough to sell beer, and they didn't believe me, and proceeded to flirt at me and anyone else around them.  It was semi-creepy, but not the most creepy I've ever had, and they were pretty harmless.

I also had a man come with his girlfriend just to buy cigarettes; my first mistake was asking if his girlfriend was his daughter.  If he tells me she's his daughter, I don't have to I.D. her.  One awkward conversation later, I found out she was his girlfriend (they really weren't that far apart in age; he just looked older, and she looked younger), and then I had to I.D. her.  A few swear words and stupids thrown at me and 5 minutes later, she had her I.D. out, and they were on their way.  The odd thing about her being so upset, though, was that she was only 22, only 3 years older than the age to buy cigarettes.  Like I'm supposed to be able to tell 3 years difference!  The sign says 'Under 40'!

THEN.  My next register I was assigned was a fast checkout, and things were crazy.  I had a nonstop line the whole hour and a half I was on the register, and that was great fun.  Actually, I'd prefer nonstop action while on a speedy checkout lane; it makes the time go by quicker.

For lunch I had a turkey, bacon and avocado sandwich from Subway - I was curious to see if it was any good after hearing about it on the radio.  It had potential, except that the avocado wasn't sliced - it was more of a guacamole mush - yuck!

When I got back, I ran onto a long register lane on the grocery side of the store.  I only had one wet spill, and things didn't get too crazy.  I did have to help one couple of ladies out, as it was their first time using food stamps, and I explained the system of what they could and couldn't purchase with their card.  I didn't really understand their bizarre living situation - both women had husbands, both women had children, and they all lived together.  I don't wanna know....

I then got a verbal 'audit' from a front-end sort-of-manager, for a WIC check I had accidentally filled out incorrectly, costing the store $11.00.................more than a month ago.  Seriously?  I understand they have to call me back and let me know I forgot to make the customer sign the paper, but why more than a month later, when they know I haven't messed up on any more, and that the time I did mess up, I had only been with the store a couple weeks?  Anyway, I chose not to take it too personally, and I doubt it will ever happen again, since I process probably a hundred of those a week.

After my last break, around 7:30, I got to go cover a lunch hour for the door greeter.  My least favorite of all thing to do at Walmart!  I feel like half explaining myself to every person who comes in.  "I'm not really a door greeter.  I'm not old, and there's nothing wrong with me.  I'm healthy and smart and young and I'm really just a college student trying to earn money as a cashier!"  Anyway, a half hour later, I had had one kitten run in the store, 15 or so returns, taped a 'sold' sign to some patio furniture, found some friends, and was really ready to be done!

I got to work the last hour or so on the cigarette aisle again, and it went pretty smoothly.  Hardly any customers, and I got to relax a bit, since I don't have to go get customers to come in my line.  I joked around with the supervisors, had some fun, and then got to go home a little after 9 o'clock.

Now you know what it would be like to be a cashier at WalMart.  You don't have to actually experience it yourself.  :)

Monday, July 5, 2010

New Blog

Hey everybody! You remember me talking a whole bunch about my goal of reading all the books on the AP Literature Test list? Well, I'm almost done with another one, Emma, by Jane Austen, and thought I'd start up a blog with a mini review of each book that I read, or any other books that I read that I think are pretty rad.  I'm still figuring out some stuff on it, how to set it up, format it, etc., but I thought I'd share the link:

There - now I actually have to post stuff there!

Disclaimer:  I cannot actually promise that anything on said site will be entertaining.  In fact, it might be flat out boring.  It's not my fault if these authors are boring writers!

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Spelling Bee, Anyone?

It's always embarrassing and slightly irritating to me when I see someone misuse "their", "there", "they're", "your", and "you're". I mean, it's not irritating in the sense that I'm going to run screaming and attack them like a mad woman. It's just slightly annoying, as in "Why couldn't you just sound that out in your head, or really think about the meaning of that word for just one split second?"

What's more embarrassing is when someone misspells the name of the city "Logan." What's even more embarrassing than that? Looking at your bank statement and realizing it was WalMart that misspelled the city's name, as Login. I checked over several times, and there is no way that it was meant to be "Login", as in "login to your bank account." Nope, Login, as in, you just misspelled the name of the city Logan.

If Walmart can't spell things right, there's really no hope for society.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Q Pasa?

Hey all! I am typing this from the ground at the foot of my mom's bed at their vacation condo rental in Ogden. Woohoo! I can't believe it's been so long since I posted - I guess I don't have a ton to post about lately.

My family got here on Saturday, and I've been spending what time I have off from work with them, which is actually quite a bit. I've taken Kayli shopping for an entire new wardrobe, with Kari begging for a new one as well every step of the way. Kaitlin's gone to EFY for the week, hopefully having a blast. I took Kari and Kayli also to get their hairs cut, and Kari donated hers as well! A whole foot of hair! Pictures to come...

I get to work on the 4th of July, woohoo! :) Haha, but really, it's no biggie to me. Someone's gotta work at the grocery store on Sunday for all those emergency purchases, like hotdog buns, right?

My aunt and uncle are moving to the Salt Lake area!!! WOOOHOOO! I am so dang excited, you people have no idea. I have never lived that close to family in my life, I am ecstatic!! If you guys ever need someone to come for a weekend or something during the school year to get away, I'm your man!

I'm staying here hanging out with the fam, until tomorrow afternoon when I have to go back to work, but I think I'll see them again on Monday and maybe one more time after that. Also, all you Idahoans, I'll see you on the 16th!