My DAY -Yesterday (Actually, It was tuesday, I just didn't get to finish this post wednesday)



So, it started off as any normal day does - uneventful, mundane and utterly boring. Don't let that fool you. I went to work bright and early at 6 am, singing and skipping the whole way. (Actually I was sitting in the car eating breakfast the whole way, but that doesn't matter - it's all for a good story.) So I go to work and talk to co-workers Amy and Heather who are great fun as we swap horror stories of dates-gone-wrong. Around 8 o'clock the phones start ringing off the hook and for the rest of the day, we talk non-stop, spouting our spill to everyone we speak as we try to save the world, one student at a time. (With a 90% accuracy rate, might I add.)

So, I work like this until 3:02 and head off to start my journey of Ed Week '08. I trekked across the construction (whose purpose is confidential to everyone on campus) towards the center of campus, debating what class to go to. I decided to venture to the WSC Ballroom to hear "Doing the best you can - a little bit better" for Women - which, I soon found out, was all about surviving your mid-life crisis. I stayed for all of 3 minutes.

Then I decided I'd like to go to the leadership class in the MARB. Well, me being me yesterday, I somehow thought the MARB was the Maeser Bldg. So I make the expedition all across campus down to the Maeser Building, climb up 2 flights of stairs, realize there is only room 420 (no room 446) and there is no one in this building. Then I finally have the sense to look at the map and realize, "duh! the MARB! oh my! how could I be so stupid!", so I walk down 2 flights of stairs, back across campus and head towards the MARB.

Then I realize the class is half over and probably full, so I decided to visit Rob working in his BioChem Lab discovering miracles with feratin. This, was a great idea, except for the fact that I didn't remember what building it was in, let alone the room number (hey, at least I knew it was 200 something). So, I went around quite a few science buildings, wandering in and out of hallways trying to find a hallway and room that looked familiar (I had been there once before). I did this in quite a few builings (actually, all of them, except the one he was actually in), but after getting some stares and 20 minutes later, I abandoned my quest to say hi.

By now the class was over and I was sweaty and tired. I decided to head over to a speaking class, but lo and behold! I head over there, find the classroom and there's no room in the end (inn). Suprise, Suprise. What else could I expect on a day like today?
So, then I decide to go to Bro. Gubler's (my old seminary teacher) talk on Journey's - let's just say I could relate after today's experiences.:) By now I had developed a serious blister, but I wouldn't let that get the best of me, so I headed down to the Smith Field House to hear John Bytheway and Brad Wilcox. It was a great talk on how "If you can laugh at it, you can live with it" (and boy was I ever laughing at my blister, hoping it would get the message - but to no avail!). Afterwards I saw cousin Hyrum and he gave me the will to "climb every stair", up to the WSC. Really, I had to climb those stairs one way or another - they have no sympathy for blisters, but still, it was good to see Hyrum even if his efforts weren't quite that heroic.

So I make my quest all the way from the SFH to the WSC to get a band-aid, every step chafing my blister. I go to the information desk to ask for a band-aid, but whaddya-know? it's closed! so I look around, and all those student advisement centers are closed too! I provoked my blister just to end up staring at dark glass and closed doors - I don't think so! So, I head to the ever-busy BYU Bookstore and ask a cashier if she happens to have a band-aid at her checkout. She informs me that 'no, she does not have a band-aid, but I can buy one at the twilight zone.' (oh really??? how nice. I guess she was just doing her job, but I, a wealthy college student does not want to buy a WHOLE pack of band-aids in an overpriced store, so I can stick ONE band-aid on my foot. thanks, but no thanks.)

So now I'm tired, hungry and band-aid-less. How low can you get?!? I decide that I can't do anything about the band-aids, but I can do something about being hungry and loosing weight. So I decide to multi-task and burn 10 calories while I stand in line for Terriyaki stix for a mere 20 minutes. Then I eat at least 300 calories of a chicken rice bowl and feel like life is complete, as I just gained back whatever calories I had lost. (food does some strange things to you - makes me wonder what they put in it).
After dinner, I decided to be brave and walk band-aid-less to a close class, in, of all places - the MARB. (what else is new?) Luckily, I learn from my mistakes and only had to walk 200 feet instead of 800. I went to a brain development class with lacy. I got a ride home with Reed at 10:15 .

At 10:17 I looked for a band-aid, thinking that 'hey, my dad's a doctor - we got boxes of 'em to spare', but surprise again (i should have seen it coming), we were out! At 10:27, after 10 minutes of tearing about the bathroom and any other place I've ever seen a band-aid, I ever so gently put a beautiful band-aid on my burning blister. At 10:45 my head hit my pillow and I laid awake, trying to fall asleep.


And that, fellow bloggers - is an account of my day.

What I love most about my Job!
So, in case you haven't heard, I got my first ever REAL job this summer. I work at BYU Independent Study at the Front Desk. Basically my job description is that people call in, I say, "BYU Independent Study this is Marie, how can I help you today?" and then the people tell me their little spill and then I help them with whatever problem they have. I do this every Monday thru Friday 8 am to 5 pm - and I love it. So, in honor of my cool co-workers who have been encouraging me to blog more than once a year, I dedicate this blog. :)
What I love about my job:
The Sticky Notes in vibrant neon-ish colors
The scanner that I send emails on
Sending Faxes to People
My head-set
My Lunch Breaks
When I take their credit card information and they say the card expires in " 'O10"
The awesome people I work with and the interesting conversations we have when we're not on the phone.
My awesome Supers and the relaxed work place
Talking to people from all over the world and listening to their awesome accents, including a man from Australia, A man named Raja from the UK (his accent was especially cool as it was indian/british), and of course, The Georgians from that southern state who, especially if they are black, speak their own version of English.
Looking up proctors in London, China and sending packages to Jerusalem and thinking that I am cool. :)
When people are hanging up and say, "Love you too, Bye."
When you're taking their credit card info and you miss a number cuz and they you say, "can you repeat that for me?" and then they repeat the whole credit card number extremely slow like you are a slow-witted animal ("8......9.....4....5.... you go that right?" - yep, i got it)
Or when they want you to confirm after every number (8 - yep - 9- uh-huh - 6- yes - 7 - ok -......)
Or that slightly awkward silence that comes after you say "how can i help you?" and then you realize they already hung up....

......more to come :)