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.