November 22nd, 2004


where were you meme

Stolen from luvmoose. An interesting exercise.

1. Where were you and what were you doing on September 11, 2001?
I was awakened by my alarm clock around 8am PT. The DJ was saying something along the lines of "and now the second tower as fallen". I automatically hit the snooze button before what he'd said had registered. Then T and I looked at each other, we woke up completely, and he jumped up out of bed to turn on the television. Everything was over by this point (reports were just coming in about the Pennsylvania crash), but nobody knew that yet. We spent the rest of the day glued to the television. I wandered in to work around 10:00 only to learn that everyone had been sent home. So I returned to T and the television, and there we stayed.

2. Where were you and what were you doing when Princess Diana died?
I didn't find out until the next morning. I opened the door of my apartment that Sunday, and there was the paper, huge headline and all.

3. Where were you and what were you doing when the Challenger exploded?
I was in seventh grade art class. The teacher walked in late and announced that the space shuttle had exploded. He was kind of a weird guy, so we thought he might have been making some sort of joke. But when he immediately turned on the radio instead of starting class, we knew it was for real. I spent the rest of the day going from classroom to classroom, television running in each.

4. Where were you and what were you doing when Reagan was shot?
I was only 7, so I don't remember the specifics. I know that I learned about it from TV.

5. Where were you and what were you doing when the year rolled over from 1999 to 2000?
I was at a party. The theme was "Party Like It's 1899", so some folks were in Victorian costume (not me, though). At midnight, we were all dancing in the living room when the hosts handed out flashlights and killed the electricity. So we had our very own Y2K blackout for a few moments. Then the lights came back on, and there was much rejoicing.

retail slave

I've always wondered whether working in a bookstore would be a good back-up job for this librarian type. Now I get to find out -- yesterday, I accepted a seasonal retail position at the new local Borders. My main concern is that I'll hate being on my feet all day. If I'm mostly walking around, it should be okay, but standing in one place for long periods of time can get to me. But I'm also excited, because I'm going to be surrounded by books all day. Oooh, books.

It doesn't pay terribly well (but then what retail job does). The hourly rate is around minimum wage, and I asked for only about 30 hours a week (mostly to leave enough time for real job hunting), so I won't exactly be getting rich here. But it will help make up some of the cash gap. T is a little dubious about the whole exercise. He pointed out that I was making more doing nothing when I was still getting unemployment. While this is true, the unemployment ran out in October, so that well is dry. If I wanted more money, I'll have to go earn it. Also, I think I need to get back in the habit of working. Maybe part-time employment will ease me back into it.

I start training tomorrow, and then we'll see.