Double-time

Well, I've finally rejoined the ranks of the dually employeed. Yep, got a second job at the Movie Gallery across the street from Kohl's. We're inside the Wal-Mart, next the optomotrist and beauty shop. In all honesty, the pay isn't worth my time (many jobs are like that) but there's a certain intrinsic satisfaction about the place I find. It kind of reminds me of high school, when I worked for Craft's Etc toward the end of my senior year. That was a great place to work! Balsa wood dowels, cheap aluminium conchos, helium highs, helium headaches, model cars, cheap candy, fake flowers... The store felt small despite being otherwise, and the people who worked there were quite a colorful lot. We had heavy-metal goth chics on staff as well as jocks, an old lady or two, some wierdos posing as picture-framers in the back, and I'm pretty sure our boss was a coke addict, although I don't have any evidence to back the claim. Her nose was always red though, and she wiped it a lot...

Not that the people at the Movie Gallery are like this. They seem to be a "normal enough" lot. There's just something about the place and the work itself that brings up the old memories. I guess when I figure out why, some of the magic will wear off. We'll see. For now it's up at five am, off at two in Kohl's and then over to the Gallery until closing. Not everyday, of course, but close enough. The extra cash should go a long way to getting a new car with A/C. Sweet, cool air conditioning... this had better be worth it!