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edenfallingOh my god, today was A DAY.
It was going to be a bit of a day no matter what, simply because I was teaching RE in the morning and then scheduled at the smoke shop from 1-8pm, but that's manageable and even leaves me a one hour gap between church and punching in. Alas, that is not what happened in practice.
I got a call from my coworker JM around 9:15 in the morning, saying that our other coworker PB (you know, I should really give all my coworkers proper nicknames; PB is henceforth Skateboard Guy) had attempted to come in but was so sick she'd sent him home. RE (...Goatbeard. no, that's mean. let's go with Punmaster) wasn't answering his phone, and she didn't want to call PM (Boss Lady!) or BW (Lemme-Tell-Ya) because of Reasons. Could I come in and help?
No, sorry, I couldn't skip out of teaching Sunday school, but I would come in at noon instead of one o'clock.
...Okay, said JM, not sounding especially reassured.
RE then proceeded to be exhausting (in a good way) since our official lesson plan was, and I quote, There are some [children] from this class who have volunteered to do some tasks for the Mother’s/Parents’ Day service today. After Time For All Ages, they can have free play in their classroom; or, if the weather is nice, parents can give permission to walk to Dewitt park to play with the parachute and sidewalk chalk and hula hoops.
Basically we fed the kids tiny peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and then went and ran around in the park for twenty-five minutes. Fortunately six- and seven-year-olds are good at entertaining themselves, so Sharon kept an eye on the ones who went tree-climbing and I mostly made sure the ones throwing the parachute in the air were somewhat reasonably spaced around the edges so it got enough lift for them to run underneath. (This involved a lot of throwing the parachute myself, of course. Plus chasing after hula hoops and occasionally chasing after overly excited kids. And hauling the parachute to and from the park; they are heavier than you might think.) So yeah, tiring, but the good kind of tiring. :-)
After a quick cleanup, I went straight to work, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dollars. JM was fairly stressed out by that point and did not get less so when she realized that she had to stay until at least 2pm so we could get both cashups done and I could have the half hour break I am legally required to have in a shift of that length. :-/ We managed to cram everything into about two and a half hours: morning cashup, the weekly lottery settlement, JM's break, afternoon cashup, my break, and the ceremonial transfer of all open change from reg. 2 to reg. 1 so Boss Lady won't get pissed off at us in the morning.
And then I ran the smoke shop entirely by myself for five and a half hours, bleh. Which included a bunch of tasks I tend to pawn off on other people, like grinding coffee for the morning and refilling the coolers. I tend to handle making the basement list and going down to bring up the items on said list, since I do that more thoroughly than anyone else. Also I have bad circulation in my hands and feet so I'm not enamored of standing in front of open coolers and repeatedly sticking my hands into the chill. But if I am going to do a task at all, I usually figure I might as well do it right, so I filled all four coolers very methodically. (I actually think that I do that task better than my coworkers as well, but Lemme-Tell-Ya has a Thing about filling the coolers so I usually just sit back and let him mess around.)
I got everything done in the end and even had time to collapse on the stepstool and go aaaaah for fifteen minutes here and there, which trust me, I needed. It was a comparatively slow day -- I guess people do brunch and not much else on Mother's Day -- which would normally be unfortunate but today was the only reason I survived.
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Skateboard Guy is scheduled to work noon to closing tomorrow. I am scheduled to work noon to 5pm. I have a sinking feeling that at best, we will switch shifts, and at worst, I will be covering for him with no backup.
*crosses fingers, thinks healthy thoughts*
(I must ponder good nicknames for JM and AO. MS -- who is returning to the smoke shop in a couple weeks, hurrah! -- is either Drama or Melodrama, depending on whether I want to be accurate or want to make a bad pun on her name. Hmm. I think AO could work as Ms. Conviviality. And JM... Sweetheart, maybe? Honestly, they could both be summed up as "the sweetest person ever with the worst luck in the world," but a nickname isn't very useful if it's that long and also applies equally to two separate people. *sigh*)
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Oh, random bright note! While attempting to take a nap on my lunch break, I realized why I'd stalled out on the actual porn part of the still untitled Jade/Dave/Terezi crossdressing porn fic. See, I know how the sex is going to end up going (logistically speaking), but I couldn't figure out how to get from "and now they are all in bed laughing at each other" to "and now they are having sex". The problem turns out to be that for some reason, I'd been writing as if Jade owning and planning to use a strap-on was a new and different thing they'd never tried before. That doesn't work. Obviously pegging is a thing they are familiar with, even if they don't do it every time. The crossdressing (specifically Dave in a corset and stockings plus slinky evening gown and Terezi in a three-piece suit) is the only new kink in this scenario. TWO new kinks is just too much to dump into one fic.
So I just need to make a few tweaks to Jade's thoughts and actions vis-a-vis the strap-on in the earlier scenes, after which I think the porn should click into place.
...
I swear, I will never get used to talking about porn as a thing I myself am writing. So weird.
It was going to be a bit of a day no matter what, simply because I was teaching RE in the morning and then scheduled at the smoke shop from 1-8pm, but that's manageable and even leaves me a one hour gap between church and punching in. Alas, that is not what happened in practice.
I got a call from my coworker JM around 9:15 in the morning, saying that our other coworker PB (you know, I should really give all my coworkers proper nicknames; PB is henceforth Skateboard Guy) had attempted to come in but was so sick she'd sent him home. RE (...Goatbeard. no, that's mean. let's go with Punmaster) wasn't answering his phone, and she didn't want to call PM (Boss Lady!) or BW (Lemme-Tell-Ya) because of Reasons. Could I come in and help?
No, sorry, I couldn't skip out of teaching Sunday school, but I would come in at noon instead of one o'clock.
...Okay, said JM, not sounding especially reassured.
RE then proceeded to be exhausting (in a good way) since our official lesson plan was, and I quote, There are some [children] from this class who have volunteered to do some tasks for the Mother’s/Parents’ Day service today. After Time For All Ages, they can have free play in their classroom; or, if the weather is nice, parents can give permission to walk to Dewitt park to play with the parachute and sidewalk chalk and hula hoops.
Basically we fed the kids tiny peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and then went and ran around in the park for twenty-five minutes. Fortunately six- and seven-year-olds are good at entertaining themselves, so Sharon kept an eye on the ones who went tree-climbing and I mostly made sure the ones throwing the parachute in the air were somewhat reasonably spaced around the edges so it got enough lift for them to run underneath. (This involved a lot of throwing the parachute myself, of course. Plus chasing after hula hoops and occasionally chasing after overly excited kids. And hauling the parachute to and from the park; they are heavier than you might think.) So yeah, tiring, but the good kind of tiring. :-)
After a quick cleanup, I went straight to work, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dollars. JM was fairly stressed out by that point and did not get less so when she realized that she had to stay until at least 2pm so we could get both cashups done and I could have the half hour break I am legally required to have in a shift of that length. :-/ We managed to cram everything into about two and a half hours: morning cashup, the weekly lottery settlement, JM's break, afternoon cashup, my break, and the ceremonial transfer of all open change from reg. 2 to reg. 1 so Boss Lady won't get pissed off at us in the morning.
And then I ran the smoke shop entirely by myself for five and a half hours, bleh. Which included a bunch of tasks I tend to pawn off on other people, like grinding coffee for the morning and refilling the coolers. I tend to handle making the basement list and going down to bring up the items on said list, since I do that more thoroughly than anyone else. Also I have bad circulation in my hands and feet so I'm not enamored of standing in front of open coolers and repeatedly sticking my hands into the chill. But if I am going to do a task at all, I usually figure I might as well do it right, so I filled all four coolers very methodically. (I actually think that I do that task better than my coworkers as well, but Lemme-Tell-Ya has a Thing about filling the coolers so I usually just sit back and let him mess around.)
I got everything done in the end and even had time to collapse on the stepstool and go aaaaah for fifteen minutes here and there, which trust me, I needed. It was a comparatively slow day -- I guess people do brunch and not much else on Mother's Day -- which would normally be unfortunate but today was the only reason I survived.
...
Skateboard Guy is scheduled to work noon to closing tomorrow. I am scheduled to work noon to 5pm. I have a sinking feeling that at best, we will switch shifts, and at worst, I will be covering for him with no backup.
*crosses fingers, thinks healthy thoughts*
(I must ponder good nicknames for JM and AO. MS -- who is returning to the smoke shop in a couple weeks, hurrah! -- is either Drama or Melodrama, depending on whether I want to be accurate or want to make a bad pun on her name. Hmm. I think AO could work as Ms. Conviviality. And JM... Sweetheart, maybe? Honestly, they could both be summed up as "the sweetest person ever with the worst luck in the world," but a nickname isn't very useful if it's that long and also applies equally to two separate people. *sigh*)
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Oh, random bright note! While attempting to take a nap on my lunch break, I realized why I'd stalled out on the actual porn part of the still untitled Jade/Dave/Terezi crossdressing porn fic. See, I know how the sex is going to end up going (logistically speaking), but I couldn't figure out how to get from "and now they are all in bed laughing at each other" to "and now they are having sex". The problem turns out to be that for some reason, I'd been writing as if Jade owning and planning to use a strap-on was a new and different thing they'd never tried before. That doesn't work. Obviously pegging is a thing they are familiar with, even if they don't do it every time. The crossdressing (specifically Dave in a corset and stockings plus slinky evening gown and Terezi in a three-piece suit) is the only new kink in this scenario. TWO new kinks is just too much to dump into one fic.
So I just need to make a few tweaks to Jade's thoughts and actions vis-a-vis the strap-on in the earlier scenes, after which I think the porn should click into place.
...
I swear, I will never get used to talking about porn as a thing I myself am writing. So weird.
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Date: 2013-05-13 04:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-05-13 04:49 am (UTC)Except not until I start and finish my Ladystuck Blind darkfic. For which I have two awesome ideas and just need to sit down and put one of them into words, dammit.
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Date: 2013-05-13 02:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-05-14 02:32 am (UTC)And yes! It's always nice when story problems un-knot themselves. :-)
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Date: 2013-05-13 03:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-05-14 02:33 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-05-13 11:36 am (UTC)I have done work like that, but Starbucks was usually well staffed, and people were always
wanting shifts. You have worked there a long time?
Your RE department is great! We have so few kids, and they are wildly varying in age.
I bet they would all play with the parachute, though.
Right now, we are reading through the Torah.
It's interesting, and there is a field trip to the Temple planned.
C
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Date: 2013-05-14 02:29 am (UTC)(I have worked at the smoke shop since the tail end of January 2006.)
We usually have to combine two grades to make reasonably sized classes, but yeah, we have a pretty good RE program. :-)