New Fish Post

I followed my e-sister here, and I realized that I like this place more than myspace. So here I am.

Let's start with what's going on these days:

-Still working at the call center. I don't like it, but I don't hate it. I'm indifferent at this point, but I have the best supervisor on the planet. I really want to make sure I don't screw up so I don't have a negative effect on HIS stats. My main problem, I guess, is that I like to help people and the company I work for is intent on making life difficult for the customers. So if I try to make it a pleasant experience for them, I don't follow the procedure my company wants, so I get screwed. So my challenge to is to separate my desire to be helpful from myself and just get a paycheck. Oh well.
-I turn 22 on June 17. It's a Tuesday, so it will be forgotten (but that happens no matter WHAT day of the week it is). So I requested the day off and hopefully someone will remember. If not, I got a day off.
-On June 17, I begin my Massage Therapy course at Apollo College (I'm seeing how far my mind can take me). I am REALLY excited about this. And I'm taking evening classes, so I will still be working full time in the mornings, walking in the afternoons, and then my classes are from 6-10 pm. No social life for me, but when presented with the opportunity, did I ever take it?
-I pretty much quit caring about my weight, and therefore gained. It's pretty awesome how that happens. But, thanks to gas prices, I'm going to start riding my bike to work in the mornings and use my gas to get to school at night. By the way, work is 9 miles away. This, I believe, will resolve my weight issue.
-My hair is black. So are my eyebrows. As if people didn't ask enough if my eyes are naturally blue, this will make that question more frequent. YES! And I actually like it a lot. I was surprised.



I had a crazy dream last night. Here you go:

Instead of having a Single's Branch at church anymore, we all just went to our family wards and there were super-organized single's activities. Because we didn't get to see each other on Sundays, the activities were always a big success, since that's the only time we'd really get to see each other.
Well, it just so happened that all the singles worked together in the same job. ...Climbing nets. There was a high plank that we started on, but then all day, all we did was just climb nets. If you were to cut your net and stand on the boards on the other side, you got in trouble and your supervisor got in even more trouble. "Productivity, all day long!" David Cook, from American Idol, was working next to me, and he cut his ropes and stood on the boards. I didn't know that we weren't allowed to do it, so I cut my own ropes and enjoyed staying still for a while.
This BIG ANGRY man starts screaming at people who aren't climbing and David got fired. I climbed up, and because I've got such an innocent face, and have had good stats, I didn't get into too much trouble, I just had 10 points deducted from my score (I didn't know we'd been earning points...).
That night, we had an awards ceremony and the person with the highest QA (quality assurance... it's when they record your calls when you dial an 800 number) earned an award, it was Arlette, and when she walked up to get her award, she tripped over someone's wheelchair and flipped over, exposing her underoos and she was terribly embarrassed.
Since she'd won, she was able to cash in her points for any sort of item the company was "selling" and the stuff was so expensive that she could only afford a dog bone. Which she bought. Which the company owner's dog ate.
Later that evening was a single's dance, which I was late in getting to. There was a dinner set up in the Relief Society room and we were supposed to be able to dance between tables. Nobody was dancing, and a lot of people were finishing their food. When I went in, I was just expecting to socialize, but Paul was there and as soon as I walked in, he swept me into the room, made sure a place was set for me at his table and then he led me in a dance around the room. The music playing wasn't slow-dance music, but he didn't mind.
It was weird, dancing with Paul, because I clearly recalled that he'd told me he wasn't interested in anyone, he didn't want to get involved, he wasn't looking for anything. If that was the case, why was he holding me so close? Well, I didn't mind, I was just confused. I tried to get us to move in one direction, but Paul was intent on steering elsewhere. I just have to get used to being led, I guess.
And that was it. I climbed ropes for a living, and danced with Paul.