Well, I think I basically accomplished everything that’s work last week. I completely finished with this month’s work yesterday. With that said, I believe I still have a lot of work at my other job. For the past two months, my boss’s been debating whether to change the point-of-sales system even though the system now does all it needs to (make change, take in money, etc) but the inventory tracking system is crap. I think the problem is not the problem, it’s my boss.
He uses a gajillion programs (excel, Quickbooks, who knows what else) to track the inventory and he never updates all of them at the same time. So some of them are really behind. I offered to update them for him but he seemed to think I have my hands full with Quickbooks alone. Hmm, interesting.
Anyway, back to point-of-sales, the part that drives me absolutely nuts is the part where my boss consults me with which machine to buy. Pfft, like I have a clue.
Another thing that drives me insane is that every time I go in, I’d ask him when the new machine is going to get here because I was under impression he had ordered a new point-of-sales system. I’ve been asking this question since the end of June and he answered, “Oh, maybe tomorrow.”
I replied, “Well, if it gets here, call me.”
The truth is, he never ordered the damn machine. Last Thursday night, 11:00 PM, I received a text from my boss. In the text, he said he was excited. He had found a brand new POS system. I’m like, great, why are you telling me?
In the next text, he told me I should go in the shop the next day to check it out. So I went. From an online point-of-view, it looked pretty sophisticated. I told him to just go for it but he has doubts. Not my fault. So hopefully he’ll get the system and be done with this whole debate once and for all.
So I got all I have to get done this week work-wise. Writing-wise, I barely got anything done. I’ve decided to begin anew with my novella again since the high-school scene isn’t really working and it won’t work unless I experience high school myself because being in 3 different high school isn’t anyone’s experience of a high school experience.
Before I go, I want to show some more Beneath your feet pictures. This time, it’s really Beneath Your Feet.
I have been mostly restricted to fiction this week. If you haven’t notice, I’ve been posting nothing but fiction in the last three days. What can I say, I don’t feel like write anything when I feel like crap and yes, I still do but I seem to be just a tiny bit better this morning after mom pushed open my door at 7 am this morning and woke me in a panic for no reason at all except telling me to get to work. She’s gone for the day though, finally, taking a language exam 50 miles away.
Before I get into today’s post, I would just like to say that I know at the start of the week, I said there would be a marathon of Writing 101 posts. I’ve decided because of the work situation, I will call it quits with 16/20 completion. 
Since then, every time she’d called home, though I don’t know why, she had suggested my aunt put my cousin in some sort of apprenticeship. “He needs to learn something.” My mom said. “Life isn’t just about math and science.” Sometimes, I feel like she treats everyone like illiterate sh**. Just because people chooses to not go to college doesn’t mean they’re stupid. Some people who chooses to go might be the stupid one. Take me, for example. My entire family didn’t go to college and they turned out just fine. My cousin from my father’s side is a manager of a business right out of high school. Of course, it didn’t help that he inherited the business from his dad but my point is a lot of people don’t go to college and they turn out just fine.
That last one was the most recent due to the fact my new job is in a cellphone repair shop. I didn’t even know those things existed until now and apparently, it does not exist in China. I wonder what people do if they accidentally drop their phone on the floor and break the glass. Do they just throw it away?
…and I figured it out in a jiffy. She wants to take over as usual. This time is different though. She doesn’t really wanted to take over my job, well she does but really, she wants to take over the cellphone repair guy’s job. She thought taking apart an iPhone is easy and that it’s no-brainer to fix a phone. She thought earning $70 an hour fixing a phone is easy. She wanted me to ask my boss to let her be the protegee of the cellphone repair guy.
