I was recently asked to discuss why I choose to write. This was my answer. I was admitted into the architecture program at Cal Poly Pomona, one of the best architecture schools around, and switched my major to English with a minor in Journalism after the first year. My family, friends, and classmates thought that [...]
Isaac Brock is such a bad ass just smoking a cigarette while singing and playing a piano all at the same time.
This is probably my second most favorite song of all time.
I’ve seen a lot of really random things at this point in my time while working in retail. I’ve held strange conversations with older people about what they had for breakfast while opening the store, seen angry customers yelling and throwing temper tantrums just to get a ten percent discount on a pair of socks, and [...]
Sometimes I bypass the freeway and take the city streets to work. I like watching all of pedestrians quickly walk by and the speeding cars weave in and out of the morning traffic. The summer sun, still rising, illuminates the early birds and the morning people that are out walking dogs and riding [...]
“Hello, I can help you over hear ma’am.” It was the beginning of the day and I had just opened the store when a middle aged woman walked up to the counter. “Yes, I would like to purchase these three items.” The lady at the counter set two similarly ugly shirts and a gaudy looking [...]
“Yeah, umm, when do you need to go on your break hun?” My new teacher out on the floor pretty much had it up to the lower levels of heaven with my inadequacy at the cash register. I had single handedly halted a huge line of customers causing mass panic behind the counter, and f#cked [...]
“Okay you new kids! Get those smiles on and let’s go to the meeting! Whooooo!” My training supervisor had to be on crack. She was way too hyper and all smiley not to be on some sort of drugs this early in the morning. She flung her curly blonde hair around as she danced down [...]
After fixing my poor car and returning to my own town, I immediately found myself back at my boyfriend’s place. When I had left his place the last time I had spent nearly two hours sobbing about nothing, but things were definitely turning around when I decided to visit him a week later. I had [...]