Showing posts with label introspection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label introspection. Show all posts

Monday, January 12, 2009

New Year's Resolutions

First, a truism for the day: no matter how old you are, your parents will always have more to teach you.

That being said, from now on I am going to:
1. Be more patient
a. Stop cutting people off while they're telling me something
i. Stop cutting people off while they're telling me something to say "I know." (I've found people generally hate that and don't care if I already know.)

2. Take better care of myself mentally
a. Know when to say "No" when my plate is too full
i. Know when to take a break when things get overwhelming
b. Talk things out more, don't bottle things up

3. Don't let things pile up, whether it's reading for class or literal piles of crap accumulating in my room.

Friday, July 25, 2008

thank you, come again

I'm now a bit more than halfway through my summer internship, and although no 2 days at work have been the same, I've found myself falling into a routine in terms of how I interact with customers. I guess there is some sort of script that we're supposed to loosely follow, but it's gotten to the point where I can spout off my spiel to customers so effortlessly that I don't even think about what I'm saying anymore. And when someone does/says something out of the ordinary, I'll start my automated response before catching myself mid-word and sound all kinds of dumb.
Maybe I need to change up the routine a bit. Though there are only so many ways you can ask a customer if they're having a good day and finding everything alright. I really like my job for the most part, but I can't imagine doing this for months and months (even years for some people). I think I just get bored too easily though. Things that are too routine, while they're comforting, just can't keep my interest for very long. I hope my fickle attitude isn't too much of a detriment. Having a 3 month long job is a sweet deal because I'll be done right around the time when I'll be getting restless and bored (and I think after I've learned the most important take-aways I've needed to learn), but in the real world I guess that's not too practical. If I could have a new job every couple months though, that would be awesome. I wouldn't get bored and I'd learn all kinds of potentially useful things.

I've never been one to be an expert on anything anyways. Though I do really admire people who can dedicate themselves completely to mastering one thing, I don't think I have that kind of discipline. I'd rather learn a little bit of everything and know a lot of different things than concentrate on one single thing. Like that stupid phrase, "jack of all trades, master of none" (I've always hated the way that sounds for some reason).

I still have a month left of my internship, and after that the manager decides if she wants me to stick around afterward. I'm still on the fence about staying with them longer or not. I like what I'm doing now, but I'm not sure how much longer I will still be interested in doing it. There's still a month left though, who knows what will happen in that time! (I'm making it sound suspenseful, but really probably nothing new will pop up. sigh.)



oh, and PS- that customer that I helped the other week with the bleeding finger? He came in a few days ago to thank me for helping him. He even offered to buy me a gift card for something in appreciation, which was very sweet of him (I didn't accept, of course). That really made my day, I was so happy that he cared enough to come back and thank me! What a very nice man. I was glad to help. It's things like that that make me like my job even more. =)

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

boys & girl

It's not unusual to find that I'm the only girl hanging out with a group of friends. There are lots of reasons as to why this is, but that's not the point of today's post. My latest pondering is this: one of the guys, or token girl?

I think it's more fun to think of myself as the former, but I'm probably the latter. But then again, there's always that cop out answer of being a bit of both.

To be honest though, I don't think I'd really enjoy being one of the guys. I mean, sure it can be nice to kick back and indulge in the stupid antics and potty humor, but most of the time I find myself just going along for the ride and listening to boys being boys rather than joining in. Thanks to growing up with 2 older brothers though, I can hold my own fairly well in comic book superhero talk and video games.

I guess objectively, yes I am the token girl, but I don't really feel like it most of the time. My guy friends don't seem to change the way they act when I'm around. They don't try to be any nicer to me because I'm a girl or anything like that. Their manners certainly don't change. No topic of conversation seems to be off limits. But who knows, maybe they just don't know how to act around girls =P

In the end, it boils down to individuals and the dynamics between different people. But I do think I prefer being a girl. A girly girl who happens to enjoy doing stupid boy things with stupid boys. (For example: I'd rather use my energy shopping than playing ball, but there's no questions that I would rather spend my money and time playing rock band than watching seasons of sex and the city.)

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

brand whores and haters

OK friends, it is no secret at all that I am a brand whore. I freely admit to it. I like nice things. I see no problem with spending more than $100 on a pair of shoes or $1000 for a fabulous bag. If you can afford it, why the heck not?

Now, I do not make this kind of money (yet), but I am very blessed to have parents who are willing to spend their hard-earned money on these luxuries, and I get to enjoy that. And yes, I suppose that does make me kind of spoiled... but I am never demanding. In fact, I don't even ask for most of the lovely things that I receive. I enjoy and appreciate everything I have, but I can live without it.

What I don't get, though, is these people who make snap judgments. They (most often guys for some reason. Maybe girls just appreciate these things more?) will take one look at the bag I'm carrying or the phone I have and just automatically assume that I'm this stuck up princess who only knows how to spends all of daddy's money.
One time I was leaving school to go home and this guy said "oh, are you gonna drive your Mercedes back to your $1 million mansion now?" Seriously, wtf? This guy barely even knew me. And for the record, I was on my way to the bus stop. I don't know where he comes off making these assumptions when I never said or did anything to justify them. It's not like I'm waving money in front of him going "haha, look what I have and you don't!"

Yes, I may have a designer bag on my shoulder, but that doesn't mean I think I'm better than anyone else or that I feel like that entitles me to anything. And if anything, the person who is making these rude comments is really the one who is being a snob. If you're going to hate on someone, then at least do it because of how they act, not because of what they have.