Pleasantly Attractive

Just in case you’re wondering, I’m still working the pizza delivery job.  I worked tonight and it was pretty much the same as usual.  I went on my last delivery around 8:45 or so.  It’s always kind of interesting to see who orders pizza.

So I showed up at this apartment and I can hear a guy inside.  I knock on the door, he says “Burritos?”  Umm, no.  I say “Pizza.”  He opens the door and I give him the credit card slip to fill out.  It takes him about 5 minutes to figure it out and I’m about 95% sure he was high.  A lot of high people order pizza.  It makes me laugh.  Anyway, after he figured out the credit card slip, he asks me about my night.  I say something like “It’s been good, it stopped raining.”

He says, “you’re pleasantly attractive for a pizza guy.”  I laughed.  What in the f*ck does that even mean?!!  Apparently, this is what pleasantly attractive looks like:

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(I took that picture when I got back from that delivery.)

Considering I feel like I’m 100 years old when I work this job, I’ll take “pleasantly attractive” from a complete (and possibly very high) stranger.

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The Shiny Hiney and Some Adorable Babies

A few months ago, my sister and her husband purchased a company called The Shiny Hiney.  It’s a cloth diapering company and they have a pretty cute logo!

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A few weeks ago, they had a photo/video shoot with a bunch of babies.

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That’s Cooper, Ella, Kennedy and Kaz.  Such a cute bunch!

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The baby of the bunch was Ella:

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She had a few meltdowns, but held her own as the token white kid!

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And Cooper (on the left) won the award for best baby model.  He didn’t care what was going on, he was into it.  Totally into it.

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And as long as we were handing out cookies, Kaz stayed focused.

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Even though Kai is too old for diapers, he watched the entire thing and even managed to get in a few photos!

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Those dang kids are too cute!  It was a lot of fun to watch the babies (and parents) run around and then to watch the babies start screaming and/or fighting.  I found it hilarious and can’t wait for the next photo shoot!

If you’re interested in using cloth diapers (or know someone that might be) check out the The Shiny Hiney.

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Weekend in Seattle

Last weekend, G and I spent the weekend in Seattle.  It was our first days off together in about a month…and I was pretty sure we were going to end up divorced by the end of it.  BUT WE DIDN’T!!  Yay us!

I was there for a baby shower for my friend, Kristy!

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That picture was taken at her wedding almost 4 years ago and now the dumb b!tch blushing bride is knocked up.  I didn’t take any pictures of her (or me) at the shower, but I got a picture of this:

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You’re welcome.

For the rest of the weekend, we stayed with my friend, Joy.

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The last time I saw Joy, she was pregnant with child number dos.  Now, that child looks like this:

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His name is Ryan and he is such a squashy little guy.  Ryan’s sister, Mia, is 2 years old and is a pretty funny kid.

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We put together puzzles,

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went down the slide,

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ate cupcake batter,

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ate these beautiful cupcakes:

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and watched G do dishes for the first time ever!!!

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That’s right, I’ve never seen G do dishes in the almost 11 years we’ve been together.  He’s also never unloaded the dishwasher.  Ever.  F*cking ridiculous.

G prefers to just relax with the dog, Rocky.

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And drive around in Joy’s fancy car:

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Dumb.

We also saw Divergent!

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And apparently, I’m losing all the pigment in my skin.  Sad.

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Things I love about my part-time job

I’ve never worked at a restaurant and I’ve never worked a full-time job and a part-time job at the same time.  Now that I’ve finished 3 weeks of working two jobs, I wanted to share some of the things I love about it.

1. Free and discounted pizza!!!

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Every time I work, I get a free 6-inch pizza, breadsticks, salad, lasagna, spuds, sandwich or spaghetti.  Because I’m afraid I will gain 300 pounds working at a pizza joint, I give my free pizza to G almost every night.  One night a week, I get something for myself (and still give my free pizza to G).  Last night, I got the above 6-inch pizza and cheesy breadsticks for the low price of $2.78!!!

2. I walk a lot.

After sitting on my fat tiny @ss for the last 10 years working in various office jobs, it’s really nice to have to walk around for a few hours every time I work.  I recently started wearing a FitBit and when I only worked my full-time job, it would be difficult for me to hit 2,000 steps/day if I didn’t go to the gym.  On Friday, I went to Zumba and then worked my pizza job for about 6 hours and walked over 20,000 steps!!!  I’m exhausted when I get home, but it’s a good exhausted.  And I sleep so much better now.

3. I’m not stressed out.

People have asked why I don’t just get a better paying full-time job.  First, I’m not sure I can get a better paying job.  Second, I’m not sure I can get a better paying job I won’t hate or that won’t stress me the f*ck out.  And, honestly, I’d rather have two jobs I like (and that I’m good at), than one job I really f*cking hate.  I learned a long time ago that I can’t do something I hate, no matter how much I am paid.  And stress for me = hate.  I don’t do well when I’m stressed out.

And being a pizza delivery driver is actually kind of fun.  When I’m not delivering, I do dishes, make pizzas, take orders out to the restaurant and bus tables.  It’s not difficult and the work varies.  One day, I had to run to a party store and buy all the “Dora the Explorer” plates, napkins, hats, and cups they had in stock.  The time goes by quickly and my coworkers are pretty funny.  A lot of them are in high school and they think I’m old…like in my 20s!!  I love that.

4. I’m so much more productive.

I work my full-time job Monday through Thursday, from 6:30 am to 5:30 pm.  My usual schedule at the pizza parlor is Tuesday through Saturday for 24-30 hours per week, with longer shifts on Friday and Saturday.  So my only day off is Sunday and I have no choice but to be efficient.  I get more accomplished in that one day, than I did when I had Friday through Sunday off.  Apparently, when I have a ton of time, I don’t do anything.

5. I’m happier…

Than I’ve been in months!  I thought I might be p!ssed off that I’m working more or p!ssed off that I’m delivering pizzas.  But no, I’m not.  And I have a horrible track record working part-time jobs.  Granted, I’d rather be travelling the world or sitting at home counting my millions, but that’s not going to happen.  And just knowing that I’m chipping away at my mountain of student loan debt, I feel a little better each time I clock-in.

I’m not saying I love every single thing I do or that I’m so happy to clean the drains at the end of the night, but overall, I’m surprised at how much I enjoy working a part-time job, earning a little extra money and being physically exhausted at the end of the night.

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No Rhyme or Reason

As I mentioned, I picked up a part-time job.  After two weeks on the job, I thought I’d share a little about my experience as a PIZZA DELIVERY DRIVER!!!

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Why did I get this job?  Long story short…I’M TIRED OF MY F*CKING STUDENT LOANS. I’ll write more about this later, but I still owe a TON of money and I’m tired of paying all that interest.  No, I didn’t get fired from my full-time job, but I’m not willing to leave it to find something better paying (I love being able to telework and I love working a 4-10 schedule way too much).

So back to my super-cool, part-time gig.  A local pizza chain opened in our area just about two weeks ago.  It’s one of those pizza parlors that has games, laser tag, and mini-golf.  There are about 1,000,000 kids running around all the time.  I know, I’m surprised I’m still working there too.

Because the pizza parlor just opened, we haven’t had too many deliveries, but here’s what I’ve learned about tipping.  There’s no rhyme or reason to how much (or how little) you’ll get tipped.  I like to think I’m a good tipper.  I tip at least 20% unless the service is horrendous, but even then, I’ll still tip.   You’re welcome servers!  I know there are horrible tippers out there, but I thought that because my customers would have to actually hand me my tip and/or fill out a credit card receipt in front of my f*cking face, they would be less likely to give sh*tty tips.  Not true.

I went on a delivery for a $26 order and got an $8 tip…what a nice guy!  Then yesterday, I went on a $74 delivery and got a 3 DOLLAR TIP!  WHAT?!!!  At first, it made me laugh, but then I wanted to do this:

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And punch him in the balls.  Seriously?!  Wow.

And then I remind myself that that’s why I did not count on having any tips when I took this job…because there is no guarantee that I’ll even get one.

F*cking @ssholes.

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