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Since early this morning (about the time i saw Noah's ark float down my street), i've been unable to play around on my page (this one, as a matter fact!) until now. Even though i woke up at 3:30 AM to close the window as the water was gushing in (nobody had a hose towards the window…it was raining). i then woke up to get to my *new* job for 8:30. Well, as i finally rolled out of bed at 8:00, i noticed the water level in the street…it was “normal.” In the ten minutes it took me to brush my teeth, shave, brush my hair, put on clothes, and walk to my car (with an umbrella the size of Rhode Island….which did no good in protecting from rain falling horizontally), the street had practically flooded. i had to jump from the middle of the street (from where i reached over and opened my door) into my car to avoid having my pants wet. It took my 20 minutes to drive 3 miles because the “normal” road i would take form my house to Chili's (Clearview Pkwy, which, for the record, is a hurricane evacuation route) was closed due to flooding. So, i had to drive 6 miles out of my way (up Jefferson Hwy to Causeway to I-10 service road to Vets because the Causeway/Vets intersection was horrendous from all those “going to the mall at 8 AM in a major rainstorm with flash flood warnings because nobody would be there” people. i actually arrived at Chili's on time. The GM and the Trainer didn't. Both of them were stuck in water with stalled cars. Out of the twelve to thirteen people that were supposed to be there for orientation, Five showed up. Two lived within walking distance (even though they both drove).
The orientation was as boring as every other one i ever attended (except for maybe the Domino's one because i skipped all the boring stuff and just signed my life away). i counted signing one document sixteen times. Yes, sixteen. That was one document! i then received a packet of paper roughly equivalent to the reading material for one 300/3000 level Philosophy class. Included was an evil booklet of all foods sold at Chili's. i highly advise not reading that on an empty stomach. Also, i had some study guides highlighting all the foods, listing ingredients, cashier/kitchen codes, and proper display and serving instructions. i was told to memorize all that by my first shift, which is tomorrow at 3:00 PM. Now, after three hours of “studying,” i know most of what i need to know for tomorrow. What fun! On my way back home (at 11:00 AM), i discovered Clearview was just re-opening.
My mom and i went to Whole Foods to buy *organic* food (her latest kick) and figure out our dinner for the night. After two hours and $200, we returned home. The afternoon was spent cleaning the kennel (i'll tell more down below…finally) and having “family time” (which meant being in the living room, eating the healthy junk food and watching the movie. Some notes: Goat cheese tastes good. Mini-toasts are too thick to eat with goat cheese. Germans make good beer (if you didn't already know). Runaway Jury was a good movie…and quite accurate to New Orleans (we discussed half the movie where different things were that we saw…the motel they stayed in [The London Lodge] is on Airline Hwy about 5 minutes from house…i pass it everyday going to school. and it's that trashy, if not worse, but it's not in Orleans Parish [iirc], so the court probably would not have sequestered the jury there…).
And now, here i am, typing this.
OK, the kennel (which i promised ages ago that i would explain in more depth). My mom owns 25 small-sized dogs (Maltese and Shih-Tzu)…mostly female. We (read: i) breed them and sell the puppies after they have weaned (and are in good health). Although it may not sound like much, my responsibilities include cleaning the cages six days per week (i get one day off.), feeding and watering the dogs all seven days, bathing all dogs fortnightly (once per 14 days), keeping the dogs shaven and groomed, ensuring that the dogs that nate nate with the correct one and only with the correct one, sanitizing the entire kennel twice per week, keeping the floors clean (mopping it twice per week generally does the trick), cleaning & bleaching the driveway twice per week, and bathing the two inside long-haired Maltese once per week. This totals to about 15 hours per week. Since i've been here, the average litter has gone from two male pups to four pups (either two or three male). This has resulted in an increased supply, which brought about increased sales, which has resulted in my recent $1 pay raise. i would do only the kennel because the money is good for the little bit of work i do, but i can't work any more than 20 hours per week, so that is why i have a “real” job as well. My stepdad is supposed to be my “supervisor” (i.e. he should go into the kennel and make sure that it is staying clean and the dogs are healthy and clean), but he is basically worthless in that aspect. He is supposed to have some responsibility (taking care of the one dog that can be tempermental), but he always slacks off and i pick up his slack in the kennel as well, which is why i sometimes get irate with him.

OK, off to playing with the page again!