hallelujah for sleeping pills
so last night was the urban holiday party... damn.

all right, me and sharleen were bursting with energy and excitement; more than anybody else in the store. we met on the train and revealed our grand outfits. i ran into tina, i forgot how much i like her. sharleen liked her too. anyway, we got to the city and went to the veg-city diner. we had vegan pancakes, it was good times. the rain, however, was not good times. we got soaked, twice... but we finally got to urban, and we were both very, very excited. only to find out only two of the 15 or so people who said they were going to come actually went. those two were me and sharleen. cassie went, with steven and anthony. but cassie knew the kids from store 46 (the store we were at)... so she was giving them her attention and steve/anthony followed. amanda was there too, but shortly before coming to my store she worked at store 46... so the friend deal applied too.

anyway, we were alone... and lonely for quite some time. we were told before the party that absolutely no alcohol was allowed. not before, not during, not after... so obviously, me and sharleen had nothing to drink. so you'd guess our amazement walking into a room filled with drunk people. and you'd guess our amazement again seeing our managers come in drunk as well. it was very "do as we say not as we do" and as a result... we were uncomfortable and sober, while everybody else was very drunk and very social. bad times.

there was an award given to one person from each store. the VIBE award. it's given to someone who truly embodies the spirit of urban outfitters. and it's more than just doing work well... it's projecting the store in a positive light. being excellent at customer service. coming to work with a good attitude and making sure the customers see that good attitude... so you'd see how we were both amazed when a stock guy won the award. he's a hard worker... but he barely interacts with customers and he barely ever works on the floor... so i don't get it. we found out that each manager had to pick one person from each department they thought should win the award. which would have been fair if there were the same number of people in each department. but there aren't. there are 6 people in my department, 12 (or 14) people in women's, and only 2 people in stock... which means, if one stock guy is better than the other he gets a vote from every manager and automatically wins. not good times.

anyway, after the party everybody was going out drinking. and it was suggested that maybe we'd have a good time doing that... but sharleen had work at 7, and i'm underage... so we came home. sat behind some loud kids who had just come back from a mindless self indulgence show, transferred on to a train with no electricity (no lights, no heat), and then some guy tried to follow me home from the train station.

bad night?
no.
horrible night.

i did get pictures though, maybe we'll look happy in them.

ryan you need to come home now, not Friday.

nobody from our job showed up until about 30mins before the party ended.