How I Hate The Rain

May 18. In the city that never sleeps I seemed to do just that last night. I'm not sure if it was the concern of having to get up so early, or the heat, but either way I don't feel like I slept at all. I woke up at 5:20am to be to work at 7. I started to jump in the shower when I realized it was beyond an acceptable temperature to shower in, so I, JZ, skipped my morning shower. In this bad form I decided to leave early just in case. I made it to the subway with a moment to spare boarded the train and was off... for about 5 stops. Then the POS stopped right in its tracks. While wonder weather or not I was going to be bombed, or have to share bottled water with the few prepared people that are on joining me on the train I wasn't sure. After they solved the issue, never revealing what that issue was to us I might add, took us two more stops and decided that we all should get off and wait for the next train. A few minutes later two groups of Manhattanites crammed on to the 6 at Grand Central to make it with moments to spare to arrive at work on time. Being un-showered and mildly distraught I thought it was the perfect way to start my first day at my new job. I made my way down to the shipment room, processed the men's samples... so many! Not used to this amount of shipment or this amount of back-stock. Sat through my first morning meeting, saw how they roll, which was very different from what I am used to. After morning meeting I rekindled my passion of folding, until I realized I hate folding shit that is super light weight and is not meant to be folded. After I, a master of folding, was criticized on my folding skills I wasn't sure how much longer I was going to have to be there. I rounded out the day with trying on the sample size for a pair of pants that they offered me, for FREE. I didn't take them since they fit pretty poorly. After I got walked out, or as they like to call it "checked out" (is there a difference? That was my thought. But when I got multiple blank stares apparently there is). I ate at yet another pizza place, and got a large drink- which is what I would consider a small and to my horror the guy was surprised I wanted a refill. I took the subway home, because I figured all problems had been solved. Not the case. A train had caught one of the trains, thus hindering traffic. When I finally made it home, I dropped off my stuff, went to the store got 3 cases of Pepsi, and 2 boxes of cereal. I know, super healthy. Whatever. I spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying the couch and some television. What a day. I get to get up early tomorrow again, hopefully I will sleep better tonight.