Work and Chemistry

Today I had a test in Chemistry covering solubility and chemical equations. While that may sound easy for most people, it was difficult for me. I dislike mole, Molarity, and Solubility with a passion. I enjoyed my labs very much. The past two weeks have been full of chemical reactions. I loved seeing things bubble, fizz, change colors, and blow up.

However, I have had a tremendously difficult time with getting to class (roughly on time) and getting along with a certain classmate. The past three days I have missed buses (because the first bus was late or the second bus was too early), had buses break down while on it, and other buses not show up at all. There is also a particular student who is extremely rude and harsh. This past week she sat across from me and my partner because her old partner dropped and she got a new partner (whose partner likewise dropped). Each time I asked my partner a question, she will butt in. Now I do not mind getting advice from her. The problem is she speaks rudely and harshly to me like I am a five year old asking stupid questions. I finally had enough and I told her how I felt (maybe a little too strongly) and the teacher finally intervened.

The tests are a pain. It is weird because I get As on the chapter and online homework but I repeatedly barely pass the lecture tests with a C. I was so nervous that I would fail this class. However, I have a 92 percent on labs, 95 percent on homework (book and online combined), and an 80 on tests (due to a 96 on the first test). Yesterday, he told me that I have an 86 percent (A-) in the class and all I need to keep my grade is to get a 60 percent on the test! After the test I stayed until he graded my test. I got a 75 percent. I am not as ignorant as I thought. I still have an A-; however, I have my last lecture/chapter test and final to do before I get too happy. I am proud of myself. I have worked hard in this class and while I am not getting the high grades that I want on the test, I do understand the material and I will continue to work hard.

I can not say that for everyone. On the test today there were three people cheating. One person tried to copy off of my paper (good luck with that buddy) and two girls were comparing answers on their test. My partner and I nicely went to the professor (who was in his office grading the tests) and let him know. He thanked us and told us that the situation is already being handled (this is not the first time they cheated). I cannot believe these people! How dare they. If I have to work my butt off to get a good grade in this class, what makes you think you are so special and you can get away with whatever you want? Are we all five years old and do not know any better. My fall schedule is already set. I have made the classes so I am in school only on Tuesdays and Thursdays (and I do not have to get up at five in the morning). I am taking Strength Training, Marriage and Family relationships (Sociology), and Intro to Organic Chemistry. A total of 9 credits.

This leaves me more hours to work. I love my company; however, they are not very good at scheduling hours or workers. I am only scheduled to work five hours this week! What is that? They have so many people working here that they are trying to get everyone something. Well that stinks for people like me (those who are not in high school just working because the parents said so). I actually have bills to pay. So I either have to find a new job or find a second job.

The First Day

Friday:

The bus arrived around 7: 30am. While on the bus I read from the current Ensign: Start Moving. I just finished reading when I reached my stop in order to catch the next bus. I stood at the bus stop for about ten minutes and the bus had not arrived (it was due five minutes after I got off). The article was still reeling in my head, thus I decided to walk to the previous street .I waited and the bus still had not come. With the article still in my mind I walked to another major street and the bus still did not show up. Another bus arrived and I asked the bus driver if I was in the right spot and he told me yes and that my bus was stuck at the Transit Center and should be there shortly. The bus finally showed up 25 minutes late.

I finally arrived to work (miraculously on time). There were eight of us and three managers. Tony (a manager) gave us an overview of the warehouse and his needs. We were each (Me, Brenda, and Andrew) given a box cutter and a price gun. I and Brenda were put together with Mary as our supervisor. Both Brenda and Mary are amazing. Brenda and I are the ultimate duo. We just instantly clicked. Two hours into work two high school girls were added to our group. We became their supervisors (because Mary left) and they were not very good listeners. But after awhile it was smooth sailing. Our job was to put the boxes (two 16-wheelers worth) in the right department and then to price check all of the miscellaneous items put into boxes (and items that were not priced).

After work Brenda was nice enough to give me a lift to the mall to catch the bus. She stayed until the bus arrived (6: 50pm). However, it was not in service. I ended up waiting until 8:10 before the bus came. A woman got on after me and told the bus driver that she got on the wrong bus and she didn’t have the twenty-five cents needed for a transfer. The bus driver got so angry with her and yelled. She, in turn, got angry with him and yelled. I gave her the quarter but he wouldn’t stop yelling and so she started back yelling at him. Luckily nothing happened.

While waiting for the last bus, I met the cutest seven year-old boy. The boy said that he wished that they had two cars so they wouldn’t have to get on a bus. The mom asked how they would get the car and the boy answered: “When I’m Mayor I am going to give everyone free cars and free gas for five months.” I and the mother started talking about work. He chimed in “Well when I’m President I will give everyone jobs and I will lower taxes too.” He said: “I am going to be an entrepreneur and I will make up good companies, not the ones that will hurt the country but very good ones.” While on the next bus (it came at 9:20pm) there was this HUGE Fish fly on the bus! It had two long wings and was just gross. As we were riding down Kercheval, the stores were crawling with those things: they covered businesses, lights, streets, and sidewalks (can you say creepy?). Then I ran home.