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I'm on the official John Barrowman mailing list and was disturbed by something I saw there.  Apparently, I could have read this wrong, someone saw John walking his dogs near his home and followed him home.  The person in question said she didn't stand there and snap pictures and that there were no signs that said keep out. From the tone of her post, it sounds like she's going to go back and stare in his backyard again unless he expressly says not to.  That's borderline stalker behavior.

Let me get this off my chest, and then you guys on my flist can tell me I'm wrong.  It's none of my business where a celebrity I like lives. If I happen to run into them on the street, or in a store, that's one thing. I've run into celebrities a few times when I worked at Barnes and Noble. I was always polite and professional knowing that they were there shopping and not there for me to drool over or harrass for an autograph. If I bumped into someone on the street or in a restauraunt, I would gauge the situation to see if it was an apporpirate time for asking for an autograph. 

At no time would I ever follow someone home and decide that now that I know where they live it's okay to keep going by their house whenever I feel like it.  Someone on the Barrowman list pointed out that John's partner Scott did not ask for people to start following him around just because the man he loves is famous. What if one of their nieces or nephews happened to be visiting? Just because Uncle John is a celebrity is no reason for their privacy to be invaded. And it is also an invasion of John's privacy.

Bottom line, public situations are one thing. If you want to ask someone for an autograph when you run into them on the street, at a store, in a restuaurant, whatever, that's your choice. Following them home is stepping across a fine line. 

Last night there were probably too many cashiers I'll admit that.  We're in the middle of a big sale and I think they satffed the registers the way they did because of that.  I'm not complaining, more money for me.  Anyway, it was slow last night.  However, the cashiers that were working with me were all doing our jobs.  We did not need the girl who was supposed to be on men's registers on the other side but decided to work in Juniors instead, telling us that we should put stuff away.  We know that.  We are new however and do not know where this stuff goes.  A little guidence might be nice.

And then one of the guys that was working in the misses section seemed to get annoyed because we were straightening up things at the registers instead of putting things away in his department.  Basically he was annoyed we weren't doing his job.  Of course I think he's also annoyed he's considered part time and he might be pulling full time hours, but that's another story.  And anyway, if that's the case, his beef is with the managers, not me.

My first new job rant.  I'm so proud.

I feel like I'm stuck. I'm in a job that I can't stand, barely making any money and I can't leave. The temp agency that placed me here said that they would start looking for something else for me only if I left this job. I can't leave this job. I can't afford to leave, and I can't afford to stay. I'm not making enough money to pay my bills, the job is forty minutes away and on a bad week I have to fill up the gas tank twice.

The job I was interested in a couple of weeks ago fell through. That would have been two dollars more an hour and closer to home.

I've now signed on with probalby half a dozen temp agencies in the desperate hope to find a job. I've applied for who knows how many jobs. And the big kick in the ass is that my old job is up on Monster! So they haven't found anyone to replace me yet.

I can't take much more of this.

Oh, I'm supposed to be working right now. I can't concentrate. How sad is that?

For the last three weeks, things have been pretty stressful at work.  But it hasn't be anything I couldn't handle.  We just got really busy and everybody got behind in what they were doing.  I think I have said before that a major part of my job is to put together the certification packages for the military orders.  These packages are then passed on to another girl in the office to do the certificate of conformance and make sure that the packages are distrubited to the shipping office, the billing office and the customer.  Well, on Thursday she tells my boss that I didn't give her packages for a couple of orders.  I keep an Excell spreadsheet log of everything I give to her and I keep copies of the packages on my computer.  These pacakges were in both places, but because I hand delievered them to her instead of e-mailing them like I usually do, they mysteriously got lost.  Well from now on whenever I have to hand deliver something to her, she has to sign for it.  That way if it gets "lost" I have a log showing that she did indeed receive the package.

Now, today, I was told that I misled my boss to believe that I didn't have a traceability sheet that I showed him yesterday.  I showed this piece of paper to three different people, including my boss and the 1st shift shop floor supervisor, to let them know that we had a problem with the order.  Somehow my boss forgot that I showed it to him and when the 1st shift supervisor came up to look for it today and my boss found it on my desk, he thought I had misled him.  

It's only 8:40, I've only been here for 40 minutes, and I want to go home.  I think I need a holiday.