Please Pardon the Profanity

Ok, so Mom, I will be swearing in this one but it's for a good reason. Jimmy John's and its policies should rot in hell. I'm one overcharge on fucking cheese away from getting fired. This is so ridiculous. I know that we aim for 100% accuracy but I think with the sheer volume of delivery tickets that I write, I'm about 99% accurate on charges. I make sandwiches quickly and precisely to procedure. I am friendly with customers and I do the best of my ability to seek out tasks to complete. Yet, none of this matters because if I make a mistake adding on one more ticket, I no longer have a job. Not that JJ's is really that great, in fact, it sucks. I try to have a positive attitude because I have job in the first place which is saying something around here. However, I deserve better than this. Also, I think it is fucking insane to charge what we do for sandwiches. A 14 with cheese (the sandwich that I got my write-up for) is supposed to cost $7. It is an 8" piece of French bread, 3 tomato slices, 1 ounce of mayo, between 62 and 68 grams each of turkey and beef and lettuce with an extra dollar for 28 to 32 grams of provolone cheese. Don't get me wrong, I'm a fat kid, I love cheese, but this cheese is not spectacular. It is not worthy of 28 g costing $1. But if I make that same mistake again, I am unemployed. I find it absolutely ridiculous that we charge so much for a good, but not great, sandwich. Even more outrageous is the fact that people are willing to pay such exorbitant prices. Last week, I took an order for an $11 sandwich. For only the sandwich. Add in $1.50 for each bag of chips. $1.75 for each fountain drink( which produce profits in the the range of 1000's of percents.) and Two dollars for each mediocre cookie. I hate working for this kind of blatant commercialism. I really miss the library. When I was working there, I felt good about myself. I was providing a public service. I got to help people educate themselves and expand their minds with no upfront cost. I feel like a whore to the man...and I smell like shit when I come home. I suppose it's only fitting.

Ate Heath Poe Ist

I just got back from 5 continuous hours of studying for my PLS 311 midterm. I am hoping I do well. My health is on the way up but I am definitely not 100% yet. Speaking of 100% though, I got my paper on Psalm 60 back in my Judaism class and I got an A-. Way better than I was expecting for how last minute it was. I need to play some catchup over spring break to get everything up to date in all of my classes. Right now, my brain is fried beyond recognition so I am going to bed.

Ketchup

It's kind of hard to believe that the last time that I wrote in this Hannah had just been put to sleep. I really don't feel like covering all of the stuff that has happened since then so I won't. I talk to most of the people who read this thing anyway. I went on new meds. I'm in therapy and I really like my therapist. Her name is Andrea. (By the way, she is Latina so it isn't the normal pronunciation of Andrea, it's like Andre with an a at the end.) I've been really sick the past couple days. I missed class on Wednesday which at the time I had completely forgotten about the econ exam that I had to take. After two days of hella bad stressing out and several panicked e-mails to my prof with no response, I went to class today and talked to the prof. He was totally fine with it. I has e-mailed him the day of the test and it was obvious by my lack of a voice and my hacking cough that I wasn't faking it. I am going to take the exam on Monday. I'm so relieved to have that taken care of. I'm not worried about the exam itself. Macro has just been a review of micro thus far and the prof said that the scores have been unusually high on the tests that he has already graded. Speaking of exams, I took my Geo exam on Tuesday and got an e-mail from my prof personally congratulating me on having the highest grade in the class. I only missed one question so as of right now, my points add up to 191/185. I can most definitely handle that.

Farewell Old Friend

Today at 5:10 pm, my gorgeous girl finally got to breathe easy. After a prolonged period of poor health, Hannah is now the puppy her body wouldn't allow her to be. She was my baby and I don't really know how to deal with this. I know I saw the needle go in and her limp body afterwards but the fact that I will never see my dog again still doesn't quite click. I can't help but call her once I sit down to watch a movie or something. Seeing her is one of the highlights of coming home and now she just isn't there anymore. There are other things that have happened recently such as going to Iowa again for playoffs and getting a role in Vagina Monologues and A Memory, A Monologue, A Rant and A Prayer. I don't really feel like writing about those right now.

"Is This Heaven?"

I aced my Chinese dictation and got a 94.5 on my Econ exam that counts for about 20% of my final grade. Despite that good news, I'm not feeling that great. I don't know why. There is tension in the house over nothing in particular. Alex is never here but I think that all of us have resigned ourselves to that fact. Ren has just been really pissy lately. She has been fighting with Apple a lot and been short with the rest of us as well. It just stresses me out when the people around me aren't getting along.
The other big thing that happened lately was going to Iowa. I had a really fun trip. I wish that we could have had one big bus so I could have spent time with everyone but I got to bond with the girls who were in my van. Much to our chagrin, Ren, Louise and I were in the same hotel room together. We also had Catrina who is an absolute sweetheart and has the biggest heart out of anyone on the team. We lost our games for both A sides but we won our B side games. Saturday was way too bloody hot to play rugby. When our game started on Sunday, it started to rain. That actually felt really good and made me feel hardcore. During the second half, I got taken into a ruck and one of the big forwards from UNI landed with her knee on my forehead. I guess I got knocked unconscious for about 20 or 30 seconds. When I came to the ball had already moved down the field. Louise said I wasn't moving for a little bit. She said she called my name three times but I only heard her say it the last time. I'd say that's a red letter day for me. First time getting taken off the field for an injury. That made me feel pretty damn BAMF too.

Only Fools Are Positive

Today was a pretty good day. I had a Chinese test that I feel pretty confident on and I got out of class early so I didn't have to rush to my US Foreign Policy class. It was really weird to be the first one in the classroom. We got our Psych tests back today as well. I didn't do quite as well as I had hoped but an 86 is still a respectable score. Work was nice. I did bread for pretty much the whole shift and I am getting better at it. I also got out 45 minutes early so I had time to take a nap before practice. The practice wasn't that hard but we did run unopposed at the end so that's usually a whole lot of running. It was kind of surprising because I was able to keep up relatively well. After practice, Abe, the forwards coach, pulled me aside and told me to work on my fitness. I know that may not seem like the greatest thing in the world or something that isn't totally obvious but I take it as a good sign. That means that he notices me. Noticing is good. He said that he sees a lot of potential in me when I get the ball. I'm hard to tackle and I can take down just about anyone. I need to work getting there to use those skills. Also, Mom, this will put you at ease. I got my Monday shift switched so now I am working the lunch rush from 11 to 2. That way I can take the bus when it starts snowing and I don't have to ride my bike at night.

"You Remind Me Of My Kitty"

So, it's my birthday. Nothing particularly special planned for today. I got about 50 posts on my Facebook wall with Birthday wishes so that was really nice of everyone. I went to class looking cute (P.S. Riding a bike wearing a skirt is not as hard as I thought it would be) Then I went back home took a nap made some dinner and had practice. It was sort of a frustrating practice but I survived relatively well. Then when I was walking back from practice what to my wondering eyes should appear but...Andrea! It was awesome that she came up for my birthday. It was great to see her. She gave me the movie Snatch and a really adorable note (and yes, it did make me cry a bit). Louise gave me a Mahjongg game for my laptop. I haven't installed it on my computer but I have a feeling that it will eat up hours of my life. Right now, Chris is playing some new rugby songs and they are rather amusing so now I shall end my entry.