Quest Accepted — 0/40 Hours Complete

A while ago, I posted about how I was looking for a job. I got one.

You know that “I have no idea what I’m doing” image macro? That’s me at this new job. There’s probably a list somewhere of the jobs computer nerds aren’t really cut out for, and I’d say selling power tools is on that list. There is nothing more out of place than me in a hardware store. How did I get this job, again?

Actually, to be honest: it’s been super awesome so far. The people are ridiculously nice. Funny, too. I’ve never laughed this much at work before. And there’s always something strangely satisfying about a job that makes your muscles ache in the morning.

I just can’t get over the fact that I don’t have a clue what anything in this store is even called — never mind what it does or how it works. Which is sort of fun, I suppose — learning as you go. Not that I’ll ever know what the heck most of this stuff is, but maybe I’ll know most of their names by the time I’m done.

Speaking of which — it’s so pleasant here, I’m almost sad I’ll only be around for a few months. My writing tutoring gig for the school starts with the fall semester (and adding a third job and full-time studenting to the mix is sadly a bit too much for me to handle). Maybe I’ll go back in the summer; who knows.

So that’s what’s been going on in my life. There’s a lot of stuff I really want to write about, and games I should get around to playing, but it’s surprisingly hard to fit in time for videogames when you’re working two jobs. Is this what real life is like?

I guess it really is like in the song.

(Nah, the hardware business hasn’t already converted me to country music. I’ve suffered from particular affliction since my youth.)

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