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This entry is kind of fucking late because I had a rather traumatic conversation with a co-worker and I need some time to get over said conversation before telling yous alls abouts its.

My super official first day of work was November 23. My real first day was supposed to be November 15 but the fires in the area decided to cock block me from work. Anyway, it was uneventful because the ride that's next to us is closed so not many people come into our section. I was working as a cashier but I didn't get any customers because we were only opened for about half an hour.

My shift started at 11:00am and I think I got there around 11:25am because we have to clock-in at a different location. We're not really expected to be at our locations at the time our shift starts. We just have to clock-in at the Employment Service Office at that time. After clocking-in I take a stop at Cash Control because I work at an eatery. Everyone who works in the Food Services has to stop by there because God says so. We get some cash and we have to count it out before we leave because if some dumbass didn't count the cash out correctly before it got to you you're responsible for that person's screw up.

After doing all that shit I have to make hike all the way to my location. I'm on the other side of the park so it takes a while to walk there, especially because it's up a small hill. Yeah, this shit isn't like Knott's Berry Farm or Disneyland where they practically have a flat surface, they don't call it Magic fucking Moutain for nothing. However, I've been told that where we work at isn't that bad, even though it's a bit of a trek, because it's better than working in the middle of the park because you have to go up a giant hill.

I get there and everyone is kind of just standing around. I don't know what needs to be done and I'm just standing there like an idiot. After standing there for like what felt like forever, but was probably like 5 minutes, some dude tells me to set up my register and I'm like wtf how do I do that ... He tells some other guy to show me how to do it so I do that shit and I'm on a cash register. They ask me if I know what I'm doing and then I explain to them that it's my first day. So this foo is really helpful, I think his name is Chris but I'm not all too sure because I wasn't really paying attention to people's names even though everyone was wearing name-tags.

I'm just standing at the register and I don't know what to do still because we're not even open yet. I guess they open at 12:00pm and that was like half an hour away. Everyone just tells me that it doesn't get that busy and it's really easy and I have nothing to worry about. We open up and we get a couple costumers at it's about 12:30pm and some person walks in and tells us to close. I still have no clue wtf is going on so I'm just standing around. I still don't know what the fuck has to be done and even if I did know what to do, I don't know proper procedure in how it should be done.

I'm told to go take a break while everyone is cleaning up cause they're supposed to give us a break before they send us home ... or something ... I. have. no. fucking. clue. Then I don't even know where I'm supposed to go to take a break cause the big main giant break room is kind of fucking far. Then I'm told it's in the builing next to us and it's the last door. I make my way over and I'm not really believing them because the building is old looking and I'm thinking it's a prank. Turns out that I'm just too paranoid for my own good and it's really a break room. I call my mom during my break and tell her that she should be ready to pick me up soon because I heard them talking about sending everyone home.

When my break time is over I go back and I don't really have any clue as to what I should be doing. One of the guys tells me to just wipe down the counter. Those counters had to have been wiped down about ten times within past hour. This guy and me we're just kind of pretending to be busy so the lady won't say shit to us. This lady doesn't even know what the hell is supposed to be done because she's from another location and she's only with us because all the Leads and Supervisors are at some training crap.

Then I don't know how the hell this happened but I'm talking to this one guy. The convesation was so fucking awkward it's not even funny. We only exchanged like 5 sentences about how we don't know what to do and how we don't really like standing around without anything to do. Somehow the conversation turned really awkward and it went something like this:

Guy: Your shirt is really bright.
Me: Excuse me?
Guy: Your shirt, it's really bright.
Me: Aren't all the shirts really bright?
Guy: Yeah, I guess so.
Me: They're really bright and ugly.
Guy: You shouldn't say that about yourself.
Me: What? I didn't say anything about myself ... I just said the shirts were really bright and ugly.
Guy: Did you get your shirt dry cleaned?
Me: No ...
Guy: Is it new?
Me: I think it may be new. This is my first day.
Guy: I just started too.
Me: So your shirt's new too?
Guy: I forgot my apron and my name-tag.
Me: How did you get through ESO without that?
Guy: Did you iron your uniform?
Me: No ... I don't iron at all.
Guy: Well your uniform looks nice.
Me: Nice? These uniforms are so ugly.
Guy: You shouldn't say that.
Me: It's the truth though, they're ugly. Whoever invented beige pants was an idiot.
Guy: Your uniform looks nice and clean. You look nice.
Me: ... They're still ugly ... and thank you ... I think ...?

My guess is that foo was high because he was ignoring the questions I asked him and he was kind of repeating the same shit. He kept telling me my uniform was clean and it looked nice. I know I'm missing some of the conversation but that's basically what was said for about ten minutes. It was really fucking awkward and I only thanked him in the end so that he would shut the fuck up about how nice and clean my uniform was. I'm seriously hoping he was high and that it wasn't a failed attempt at him hitting on me. I was a bit uncomfortable too but most of the time my mind was like LOLWUT at the whole thing. My first day and I already have a creeper after me. T_T

After the creepily awkward conversation I volunteered myself to go wipe down the counters outside. When I came back in I was told I was going home and to lock up my money. I had no clue how to do that because we have stable papers to crap and whatever. That Chris dude showed me what to do and I hurried my ass out of the fucking place because creeper freaked me out. I made my merry way over to cash control and I clocked out at 2:47pm and waited to be picked up.

Since this entry is somewhat tl;dr I'm going to make another post during the week about how I hate my job and the rest of my first week at work.

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