One Last Hurrah

After 5 and a half months of serving popcorn and watching free movies, I finally had to say goodbye to my first real work family. The reason being because I was going to the UK to visit my brother, where he was teaching at the time, and we wanted to have one last hurrah before our new lives as accounting students. So for the next few weeks we embarked on a mini-Europe tour which included Lake Garda (largest lake in Italy), Venice, Verona (home of the tragic Romeo & Juliet), Brussels, and even Amsterdam! Each location had their own unique charm but all were scenic beyond description.

For the Italian portion of our trip, we had joined a tour group which, to our surprise, mainly consisted of middle-aged or older individuals. They were all a lovely bunch to be with, of course, but the age difference made it difficult to find common ground in conversation. Fortunately, there were also a pair of lovely sisters who happened to be near our age, and we quickly bonded during our trip. We had breakfast, lunch, and dinner together almost every day and basically stuck together for the majority of the tour, and I came to see them as the little sisters I never had. Unfortunately, the tour had to end eventually, but it was fun while it lasted, and we still keep in touch on Facebook.

After returning from Europe, we still had one last adventure to look forward to: Hawaii. That's right, my family spent the last week of August in the virtual paradise of Waikiki! It was just as you'd imagine it, but better. Endless sunshine, friendly locals, and great food every day; we were in heaven. Of course, we weren't just there to enjoy the scenery. We explored a local zoo, visited the historic site of Pearl Harbor, and surfed til we were sore all over. We also fell from our surfboards a good number of times, so much so that we spent more time falling than actually surfing......it still counts.

Alas, September came too soon, as always, and my brother and I found ourselves back in academia. I was older and wiser, and I steeled myself as we entered this new chapter of our lives......

New Job, New Life

In my very last post from 2015, I'd talked about how I had just got myself a part-time job and also enrolled myself for further education. Having just reread that post, I realize just how much time has gone by since then......I've got a lot of catching up to do.

Now my writing's a bit rusty, so please bear with me. To begin with, I'd actually started my new job in February of that year. And since the diploma of accounting program (DAP for short) that I had signed up for wouldn't begin until September, I had half a year to settle into my life as a part-time theater worker. Prior to this my resume had consisted mostly of odd jobs for 1-2 day events and only 1 other real part-time job to speak of. This was due in part to me wishing to focus on my studies, but mostly because I was just reluctant to take up employment. The other part-time job I mentioned had only lasted a mere four months, officially because my availability was limited due to my course schedule at the time. But somehow I had a feeling it was due to my inadequacies as a sales person; I just wasn't engaging enough. So when I first started this new job, I was afraid that my withdrawn nature would cost me again. Turns out, my worries were quite unnecessary.

Life as a theater cast member was, for the most part, a pretty pleasant one. Everyone was welcoming and friendly from the get-go (even the managers!), and before I knew it I had formed some great new friendships. As someone who's both shy and introverted, I've always had trouble with making a good first impression, and also making conversation in general. So I was pleasantly surprised when I discovered the people that I worked with actually liked me for just being me; I never had to go out of my way to act more social and force idle chit chat. As a recent graduate, I was one of the older members of the work family, the majority of which consisted of high school and undergraduate students. But given my Asian looks and short stature, most of my coworkers automatically assumed I was around their age, and I wasn't about to needlessly correct their assumption. Of course, the shocking truth eventually came out and everyone reacted accordingly. That is, with initial disbelief and then acceptance.

The not so good part of the job was, as you've probably guessed, the nature of the work itself. When I first applied for the job, I had pictured myself printing, handing out, and/or ripping tickets, the usual work associated with a movie theater. What I had neglected to consider, however, were the other aspects of the industry, such as manning the concession counters or the cleaning of theater houses. Ultimately, I ended up in the concession division for my entire stay there, except for this one instance when I took part in some theater cleaning in the dark during an unexpected power outage. Let me tell you, concession duty is greasy, sweaty work. I've never paid much attention to their operations before as I wasn't a big fan of theater food, but after working there for months, I now have a much better appreciation of what goes on behind the counter. Besides having to handle buttery popcorn, the occasional grumpy guest, and the general rush of trying to help guests in long lineups as fast as possible, concession workers are also the ones who have the latest closing shifts. The clean up work at the end is especially long and tedious, and can make a shift that normally ends at 12:30am to end almost at 1:00am.

The guests themselves were usually a good-natured bunch. One of my managers once told me that people come to the movies to have a good time, so they tend to be in a good mood and are more forgiving than customers in other industries. This theory made sense to me and, after months of experience, I can safely conclude that it's true. All in all, I quite enjoyed my new temporary life, and it gave me hope that things were starting to look up.

It's Been a While...

To those of you who have been following this blog for however long, I sincerely apologize for my prolonged absence. I'm probably just talking to myself at this point but I still need to say it. Believe me, this ridiculous hiatus was unwanted and unplanned, but even so I should have made some kind of post about it and I didn't, and for that I am sorry. There wasn't really any sort of big event that brought about this hiatus, rather it was just that my inspirations had slowly dried up, and my motivation to write along with them. I had intended this blog to be a place for fun and interesting ideas, and I just figured if I didn't have anything interesting to say, then I didn't have any content worth sharing on this blog. Of course, this unintentionally created a viscous cycle where the less I thought I had to write, the less writing I actually got done, and without any actual writing I lost even more inspiration and motivation to do so. It's taken me more than 2 years to break out of the cycle, but I finally did it! For how long I can't say for sure, because there's always the danger of falling back into a pattern of passivity, but I'm going to do my best and stick to it for as long as I can.

I was going to give a little summary of what's been going on in my life for the past 2 years, but I've got a final exam coming up soon, so I'll save that for the next post, which will probably be out sometime during the weekend.

Thank you for reading......it's good to be back.