why i will not miss the cougareat

As none of you know, I will not be working at Teriyaki Stix next semester... or at the Cougareat at all. I am happy. I will list reasons why I do not want to work there anymore.

1. I am just tired of working fast food after a year.
   
2. I have crappy pay.
   
3. I feel that many (Not all. Many are awesome) of the student managers (SMs) think they have more power than they do...
4. ...and I often feel like they think I'm stupid, or that I can't do my job.
   
5. I didn't get the pay raises I was promised when I was hired.
6. I work around a lot of incompetent people. I wish they would use common sense or learn what I try to teach them.
7. Holley still scares me.
8. I don't like smelling like food/grease all day after work.
9. Hat hair
10. Rubber gloves... ew.
11. "Hi, what can I get for you? What kind of rice would you like with your chicken? That'll be $5.91. Would you like your reciept? What name can I call? Have a good day." 150+ times every day.

Shh! Some Cougareat secrets...

1. That point system... the ones that act like demerits... mean almost nothing.
   
2. It's pretty impossible to get fired. Until you get like 9 permanent points/27 points/54 warnings...
   
3. No one notices if you're late to work. Well, unless it's by like, an hour or something. Or if you're supposed to be the first one at the store. But if you work with a large crew of people, no one notices you're not there a little late. (Side note: I never was consistently late. This is just an observed fact.)
4. Spanish is the number one language spoken in the kitchen for Teriyaki Stix. Good luck in back if you don't speak Spanish. Last year there were three employees that didn't speak Spanish.
   

Unfortunately, if one day I need to return, I'm not turning in my two week's notice. I'm not quitting. I'm just taking the semester off. I'll still be on the roles, but won't have a shift. There are things I liked about working there. I just am happy to leave for now. I need a break!

soy una gringa

In my Spanish class today we read two poems that were in Spanglish and talked about them. Afterward, my teacher had us all write a Spanglish poem about ourselves.


Soy una Gringa

I am a Gringa,
in awe a la cultura bella de México.
Quiero ser accepted de los gentes,
s e p a r a t e d by el color de mi piel.

Beautiful:
familias
comida
lengua
música
tradiciones.

Alienated by my heritage.

priorities

I've decided to rearrange all of my priorities. From now on, I am going to only ever go on the internet once a day, in the evening (unless homework requires it), for no more than 30 minutes. This includes but is not limited to Facebook, Blogger, MLIA, Failblog, etc. It's time I start living in the real world other than the cyber world.

Allison E. Jeppson
(Typing your name here is the same as signing a legal document and will be treated as such.)

trick-or-treat!/let's play "good news, bad news."

I had so much fun on Halloween! John and I dressed up as Han Solo and Princess Leia. If I can say so myself, we had pretty rockin' costumes! I ordered mine online, and it came with the dress and belt. Then I wore high white socks and white flats (the boots didn't quite work out... we bought green ones and tried to spray paint them white. Well, we also sprayed the zipper shut and I couldn't get my foot in!). Since I'm brunette now, I just twirled my own hair up in two side buns. Then we spray painted a Star Wars blaster we bought at Target, and I had a full Princess getup!

For John's, we bought black canvas, and I sewed a vest for him. He also found the perfect pants at DI, and we attached a red ribbon down both legs. Then, we altered a white turtle neck to make a V neck, and dyed it with Postum. We had a lot of fun making these.

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Bad news: I had a really bad cough yesterday, and mucus... well, I won't get into that. Only old people talk about their ailments in detail to everyone that will listen. So I didn't go to church. Then I went to Spanish this morning, and felt way worse. So I took a trip to the Urgent Care. And I found out that I have Bronchitis! No wonder I couldn't stop coughing!

Good news: The doctor wrote me a note for work getting me off for the rest of the week, so I have written proof that I am sick. I feel better about not going in now.

Bad news: I'm not contagious! Dang it. The best part about being sick is spreading the fun to other people!

Good news: It's not Swine Flu!!!

Bad news: My cough is going to last for at least 3 weeks.

Good news: The coolest part about Bronchitis is that it sounds like a dinosaur name. Rawr!!!

Bad news: John has a concert tomorrow, and I'll be quite a distraction coughing every 10 seconds. But I refuse to miss it.

Good news: I'm getting quite the ab workout. I'll have a six pack by the time I'm done with this.


Quote of the Day:

John: "I love my mom."
Me: "I love my mom, too. Except when she gives me stupid advice like pouring water up my nose."