My Typical Week

Let's talk about what goes on in a completely normal week.



(Mornings in general) Labeled as a "Routine A."

I get up between eight through nine. Usually it takes several instances of "snooze" on my Blackberry in order to convince me to get up. After I get enough adrenaline going, I slump into the bathroom to take a shower. Typically I take a five minutes. After that I take my asthma and allergy medication, brush my teeth, put my contacts on and then put some lotion on (eczema sucks).



I spend about five minutes getting dressed after that and then another ten minutes browsing the web. Breakfast is next: I eat two eggs and a piece of toast and some fruit. Other days I won't eat anything at all. There's just some days that I'm really not hungry the in morning. Coffee usually isn't something I do either. I just beast through being drowsy. (^^^)



After breakfast, I'll either go back into my room and browse the internet yet again or make something for lunch. It's always a sandwich on sourdough bread with whatever meat and cheese that was purchased. Other times I'll just go get something small to go from one of the many small business restaraunts around my work. Fast food is unhealthy and has really lost its charm. Plus, I'm trying to eat more protein as of late to build muscle. Working 11-8 makes me feel extremely lazy though. Because it's either go home for two hours and sleep and then get up to work out or go to bed late after eating and then work out. Either way it's not very optimal.



Usually I work eleven to eight, which is a typical closing shift at my current place of employment.... In this case, I'll leave the house at 10:40 and get to work promptly on time a 10:50 - 10:55 depending on traffic. (Sounds pretty boring and legit so far right?) There are times where my assistant manager / dude that's worked here for two years are late because they're fuck ups. That's always really lame because I'm late as a result. Fuckin' bitches.



Then when I get to work, I jump in a fucking helicopter and ride off to Baja California to fight off Mexican drug lords and other terrorists threatening the country. Got your attention again? Good.


SO really, I clock in a couple of minutes before 11:00. I work at an indirect Sprint dealer, or a "Premium Retailer" as the company that owns my store likes to say. What "indirect" means is that the people that work for indirect cell phone stores have to jump through more hoops to get tasks that corporately owned shops are able to accomplish in two seconds. Most of the time we end up sending our tons of repair and lost / stolen / liquid damage customers to a corporate store that has a repair technician on staff. I get paid eight dollars and hour plus comission. The comission is paid out approximately sixty days after I make the initial sale. So I have staggered paycheck. Pretty fucking gay. Most other places pay out with your regular paycheck. I suppose the smaller stores have to wait until the customer are actually locked into their two year contract AND THEN SOME. It was the only job I could swing as of late, so whatever. At least I'm not working at a god forsaken restaraunt or fast food joint. Or much worse, a big box retailer with a bunch of shit to stock.

That's a typical day in my week. Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Saturday all contain "Routine A." I have Tuesday and Fridays off. And unfortunately most meetings at the corporate office fall on Friday morning. So really, I had one real day off. The other day is plagued by me having to get up earlier. I get paid for the meetings, but it's super fucking annoying.

The only other exception is Sunday, in which I work from 11-6. Even though I have the extra two hours~ usually I waste them on the computer doing absolutely nothing. Woot.

Yeah so there you go. Typical day to day routine. Unless I'm sick or something. So there is no "Routine B." I know someone might have been expecting one. However, it simply doesn't exist.