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November 29
The days are so, so so short now. The other day I went and got my hair cut at the Aveda Institute, which I expected to be $10, but was
$16. Which is fine. But I did not get a hand massage this time, which made me kind of sad. Then I got on my bike and I was riding
back towards the Broadway Bridge and I went in between the streetcar tracks, which I knew was a bad idea. My front wheel got stuck
and I fell off my bike in the middle of the street, and I was kind of disappointed in the onlooker population, because no one really seemed
to care. THEN this really nice man rode up to me and said "Here, can you hold my bike for me?" And then he fixed the chain up because it had
fallen off. He was the kindest stranger I had met on the street in so long.
I got a job for the holidays working at Macy's at Lloyd Center. It's something that I know will not change my life, or make me happy, or
whatever. But is DOES make my grandma happy. I went to see her and she was like "Ooooooh! You look so slender! You look so slender!"
Then we went to eat a snack and I told her I got a job at Macy's and she was So Thrilled. I was trying to think of what I could tell her that
would make her happier. I can't. Anyway.
Since I wrote on here last I spent a wonderful couple of months in Corbett, OR. Writing behavioral contracts. Talking about mycelium. Eating
Sysco everything. Saluting a flag. Being with children. Activating photosynthesis. And more! But now I am back in Portland, for the long
hard winter, working hard to make sure the thermostat stays at or below 62 degrees. It is now time for: Divisional retail at Macy's
Lloyd Center for the holiday season.
I just want to let you know that Macy's is five things: Fun, Fair, Fresh, an F word, and another F word. Let's say Fashionable.
I went to this class on Tuesday that was like Welcome to Macy's - it was seriously me sitting in a room with a dozen people listening to this girl
read out of a packet, and then we were asked to look at the 150 Star Gift list. We were asked to look at the list for one minute. And then, after
the minute was over, we were asked to make a list of all the items we had memorized. I wrote down eight, mostly the ones that I could make out
through the paper I was writing on. However, three girls in the class wrote down like 13 or something, and so they won... CANDY BARS. I was like,
is this for real? It was soooo for real. From a Best Practice teaching point of view I was like "this is Messed Up."
Then I thought about how I would have done a bunch of awkward
brainstorming team activities if I had been running it, and made people feel that their learning was Authentic to make them invested.
And then I thought about how if I KNEW that the whole point of that minute was to make a list of
items, I would have used it to memorize like fifteen things, and not looked at anything else. Because I was starvingggg. Anyway: It's so interesting
to have a job that I totally do not care about. I know it sounds awful, but it's just so obvious that they don't care about me either. It's like-
I asked to be trained on the cash register, and the manager essentially communicated to me that their holiday staffing was the same concept of
overbooking a flight. Some people "don't work out." Some people will quit. That's why they hire EVERYONE.
Since I left the seasonal employment that I do love, I don't really move around as much as before, but I am eating way more,
because the food available seems to have nutrition in it, AND
it tastes good. It's simply amazing how much food you can eat when it does not come from Sysco. But, in turn, my grandma will soon stop asking me
how I stay so slender. I am thinking of creating an exercise group called Jogging Club for Girls that Hate Exercising. Do you want to be in it?
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