Alliterating words with high syllable counts is often fun to do.
Back to normal life now.
So I recently got a new job working at Kits Cameras(aka Ritz in Cali) as a part-time sales person/lab assistant. Several times in the past I had thought of trying to acquire work there but never has it been more of a better fit than now... and I must say I am quite grateful to have landed the job, that being the case.
And so, as I have embarked on this new endeavor in the realm of experience and self-improvement in a field of personal high-interest, I have had to reacquaint myself with the old familiar feelings of newness and relative ignorance... as well as all the other feelings typically associated with the transition into a new learning experience(new class as school, new job, new scene at church, new group of friends, etc...) I wanted to write this stuff down before the newness had worn off, which most of it has obviously not since I have not even finished my second week of work there, but this could have been a bit more potent had I addressed it within the first week. As it does with most endeavors, my perspective of things changes very quickly as I adapt and learn, and the original perspective is quickly lost in the new one's wake. Nonetheless I am glad to be writing anything down.
Can you remember the way you felt entering the location of your most recent job the first time you went there? The whole place has a very flat, somewhat dark feel to it for me. The only small details that stand out are usually the most strange or out of place. I can't think of any in particular that stand out from this job.
In the beginning the people don't have names yet. Their motives seem pretty benign and are mostly portrayed by whatever marketing is littered about the store, even if it is easy to realize that they are distinct individuals obviously not created by the store. And this naturally all changes the more I get to know about each of them. They have lives outside of that place, just the same as I do. It is interesting to see how it creates a different perspective of the store as a whole as I do build that repository of peripheral knowledge.
The physical store seemed sort of insignificant as well. It held basically the same feeling as pretty much any store that I might walk into... which changed a lot once I was allowed to walk behind the counter, and even more once walked out of the sight of the general public into a back room. Not that the backroom was some sort of splendorous realm of excitement and exploration to be porred over and discovered by only the most privileged and worthy or sorts... it's really pretty small. It still changed my perspective though. Maybe it was purely the knowledge, and experience, of uncovery that made all the difference.
I remember once, when I was hired on at the movie theater in Vacaville, that I thought I would like to try an experiment and actually go by a completely different name to all the people there. I only knew the manager personally outside of the theater setting so I thought it would be very interesting to see how I might react socially to a different name. How much might it lend to the way people shape their perspective of me? Anyway... my manager didn't let me do it. I forgot to try it at this new job. The impact would not have been as good anyway since there are so many less coworkers to effect.
I also realize that the weather we were experiencing during my first few days of work somehow helped to shape my early ideas of the job. Given the season and time of year it becomes easier to realize the optimistic nature I prefer to feel in this typically challenging state of "followership"... this state of uneducated indoctrination... this door to a different version of me.
It's all very exciting. Good thing I really like cameras.
