Broken Fridge

Our fridge has had issues with breaking over the past year.  We thought it was fixed last time they came, but alas, we woke up Sunday to a warm fridge.

Good thing we never gave back our Pepsi fridge!  Our landlord's brother loaned this to us last year when the fridge broke.

Well, the Sears guy came today.  I showed him the fridge and opened it to show him where the little numbers pad thing had dashes instead of numbers.  He reached up, pushed the arrow buttons that turned the fridge colder/hotter, and the fridge magically turned on again.

I felt soooo stupid.  He then explained that he didn't think we were that stupid.  I mean, the fridge had decided on it's own to turn the numbers into dashes.  So he didn't some fancy technical stuff and replaced some computer chip looking things.

As he worked we chatted with him.  "Where do you girls work?" he asked us.

"I work at Basin, and she works for Disney World." Erin responded.  "Where do you work?"

The Sears repair guy just stared at us.

The sad thing is, our blond roommate wasn't even home.

At least we made the repair guy laugh.

Just Like Riding A Bike

My first day of work was Monday.  Terrified, I went into work trying and failing to remember how to take a simple call.  "How do I do a call in again?  What's the number for the Labor Service Center?"  I thought to myself as I walked through the tunnel.

I got to work 45 minutes early, too.  Most people were telling me it was just like riding a bike, but my response to that was, "No.  Riding a bike involves pedaling and steering and that's it.  This job involves about twelve hundred different tasks all being juggled in mid air at the same time and you don't necessarily get immediate feedback if you do something wrong."  But all was well!  Thankfully after less than an hour I had recalled most of what I had to do.  It came back.  This job is a lot easier than I remembered it.

It took a while for me to regain access to all the programs I needed access to.  But now, at the end of the week I have worked nearly 50 hours and I still have another shift today!  Originally I only worked Wed-Sat, but I picked up a shift Monday and during that they asked me to come in Tuesday.  Then they wanted me to come in early Wednesday and Friday.  Ba-BAM!  Hours!

Also, it should be noted.  I really love my job!