Well, it’s official. I’ve started my new life. I’ve started hanging out with old friends again, many of which I had abandoned during a bad time in my life. And now, I have a new friend at work. This girl is crazy. I can’t find a more accurate word to describe her. She talks to herself. Dances along with the horrible music playing over the loudspeakers, she purposely contradicts me just to mess with me. Every time I go into work, I find a new reason to stay a little while longer. New bagger girls are hired and every time I see one that catches my interest, I have to get to know them a little more. For instance, one girl, Brittney, is a very flirtatious girl at times. Although, I believe she led me on to get to my co-worker, Joe. We later found out that she is the daughter of our store director. Good thing I steered clear of her. Yikes! The next girl caught me off guard. I was facing aisle six at the time when I finally got the courage to say something to her. While straightening up the dish soap, I notice at the complete opposite end of the aisle, someone out of the corner of my eye. There she is. She was putting overstocked items back on the shelves. One such item was an out of code carpet cleaner spray can. I could see she was reading something on the cap, but I couldn’t see what it was from where I was facing. So I continue, thinking: Maybe she’ll come this way and I’ll give her a smile. She had other plans for me. There is absolutely no way someone could take that long to look for something. I can see her looking at me through the corner of my eye. So after a couple more minutes, I go over there to ask what she’s looking for. I look around the shelves for it wondering if we even carry it anymore. That’s when I saw it. The big, bright orange label that read DO NOT SELL across it. As soon as I read it, she gave me what seemed like a fake surprised look, as if she had already known that it read DO NOT SELL, and she was just trying to get me over there. Later that night, on my way out for break, I see her again. Now, writing this blog entry about a week later after this happened, I can’t recall what the second item I helped her find was, but after that, I realized that I didn’t know her name. I was hoping she would come back into my aisle again so that I could ask her. No luck. She left before I got off work to ask her.
Later on, I tell my buddy, Mark about all of this. He doesn’t know who she is. He left the front end as a cashier to be a stocker before she was hired. So instead, he asked his girlfriend, Kelli, who mentioned that this girl (who I later learned the name of from a cashier, Rich, and then by later asking her in person), Julia, got into trouble a lot. She is said to constantly cheat on her boyfriends. Also, a story she told me was that one night, while drunk, she yanked the steering wheel from her sober boyfriend and caused the car to hit a tree. Now, considering the source, the same source who told me Mark had quit (he still works there), I think I will take my chances with getting to know her, although, I will proceed with caution as Mark has warned. Mark is a good friend, possible one of the best friends I’ve ever had. He doesn’t want to see me get hurt and he tells me I deserve a good girl. So I will take his advice with this.
At this rate, I am bound to have a Jewel-Osco romance during my time working there…
At school, we had to attend an assembly. Jason Evert, maybe you’ve heard of him. He came in to talk to our school about Chastity. He pointed out numerous things about respect to women and to ourselves. He basically showed us that there are still the innocent, pure girls out there that long to be revered. After losing much respect for many of the girls at school and at others, I am slowly beginning to gain it back. Something changed me. Now, I no longer like a girl according to looks. Although, it still, inevitably and unfortunately, plays a part in my decision.his seminar really helped change me. Sadly, it did not seem to help my ex-friend, Jason. He mocked so much of the seminar. He couldn’t take anything seriously. For the first time in my life, I feel like I’m on the road to some form of recovery. The next step is to go on the Kairos retreat coming up in January. Perhaps Kairos will give me the outlook on life I’ve been looking for. Perhaps my confidence and respect for people will increase. Maybe, just maybe, Kairos will help me to be a better person.
Until next update,
Good Night…
