Saturday, August 31, 2013

Counting Down...

I've started my countdown until I can officially quit my job!

I just don't know what number to start on.


Still looking........

I don't know how many more rejections from potential jobs I can take whilst being yelled at by customers at my current job.

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

The Secret's Out!

No I'm not pregnant.

I'm a Mormon!

Growing up, I've always heard funny stories people tell, about when they tell others that they are Mormon.  Usually they get asked questions about horns on our heads, multiple wives locked up in basements, etc. I don't really think I've encountered this too many times.  I don't remember being "weird" in Texas among my non-LDS friends, although I'm sure I was.

But now that I'm in Baltimore, it's a totally different story.  At first, I didn't feel like I could relate to anyone about anything because I felt so different.  A few more weeks in, and I have found connections with a lot of my coworkers.  I love a lot of my old coworkers from Utah, but at this new store, I like almost everyone - everyone is so much friendlier to me, and it feels like all my coworkers are on my side, supportive, and willing to help.

When they start talking to me about their lives after work, though, unless we're talking about road trips (traveling) or college, I am lost.  They go out on the weekends, or any night after work, to "go out and have fun".  I asked my supervisor what "having fun" entailed, just to clarify, and she told me it meant having drinks. So unfortunately I don't think I'll be invited to have fun with anyone here.  Bummer.  Well, I'm at work every night anyway, so it's cool.

My supervisor asked me if I had found a church to go to out here yet, and I explained that I already belonged to a worldwide church, the LDS church.  She had a blank look, so I also explained that most people know us as Mormons.  She got a funny look on her face and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'll go to church every once in a while, but to go all the time and commit and such, that's just not my thing.  Don't really believe in all that."  She goes to a Baptist church somewhere in town.  Over the last few weeks we've had a couple other discussions, mostly stemming from when she talks about tattoos or drinking and uses terminology that I am completely foreign to.  She's learned a couple things about my religion, and I've learned about how some people have fun here!

One of my cashiers was talking to me about how she doesn't like to work Sundays, and I told her why I don't like to work Sundays either.  She asked if I was Catholic, and I told her no, I'm actually Mormon.  The following ensued:

"Oh, cool, so uh, how many wives did your dad get?  Are you your husband's only wife?"

"Um, well, my dad only has one wife, and I better be the only wife my husband has.  Our church did used to have polygamy, but it hasn't been practiced for a very long time.  The churches that do still practice polygamy broke off from our church and are not affiliated with our church at all, although the media or they themselves may try to convince you otherwise..."

A conversation followed where she told me about the TV show "Sister Wives" and I talked to her about the church she went to.

Last night a cashier asked me if I was Mormon since I was from "Mormon territory".  When I replied in the affirmative she excitedly asked, "So have you gotten to meet the Osmonds?!"

Maybe I'll get her one of their family's CDs as a brief introduction to the church.....