Settling In. Again.

Today I met my (new) job head-on.

I think the best part about my attitude is I DON'T CARE about making friends. I'm there to work. I caught a few glances today-- people who are watching me. A few of the people in my department are really friendly; the rest aren't trying to get to know me. Those are the ones I know are going to feel threatened by me.

I have learned that it's good to have enemies. Sometimes.

It was my second day at the new job, and I was raring to go. My new uniform was altered, I had business cards, and I completed all the training I would need to. (Sidenote: I spent my day off yesterday studying the merchandise for this season. It felt like I was cramming for a huge exam.)

Seriously, I give extra points to my new job for having everything ready for me so quickly.

Anyway, I thought there would be more training. Nope. We had a product meeting this morning, I had an espresso, then I went out into my new world and started selling.

Admittedly, I felt a little intimidated by the fact that I know very little about shoes. But I got over that after my third customer. It seems that the majority of the people I helped today knew exactly what they wanted, which is a marked difference from the world I just came from. I really did very little in the selling aspect. In fact, I helped a girl today who cried out, "Sold!" as soon as I told her the shoes she was trying on would work with jeans. I just smiled. Then shut up. It was that easy.

And people, I cannot BELIEVE how many kids carry cash on hand. This kid from high school-- high school-- dropped cash for his pair of shoes. And they weren't $50 either. Ho. Ly. Cow.

I know I raved about how much I loved my job a month ago. But I think I'm gonna like this one better.

(...)

I ran into PG's sister tonight on the way home. Turns out she was looking for me at my old job and they told her I was gone.

Now, she knows PG and I are not speaking. And even despite all of that, I actually get along with her sister pretty well. I adore her as a person. It's like she's my little sister. We talked about her job (she's working with some people I used to work with,) and her underage drinking escapades-- apparently PG doesn't know she drinks *shhhhhh!,* and her upcoming birthday, which, quite frankly, I would celebrate without PG just because I think the girl is cool.

So we exchanged phone numbers and parted ways. I had told her to say hi to her sister (out of habit,) then caught myself and said, "Forget it. We're not speaking."

She replied while walking away, "Don't worry. I'll get you guys back together!"

I hurriedly answered, "Whatever."

I thought the sentiment was sweet. But I wonder if her sister thinks there's anything between us. We're not speaking. And I'm tired of being put "on hold." I don't know why she's being a turd right now, and I really don't want to deal with it. Her sister is amazing, though, and it's funny because I feel obligated to keep a separation between us necessary. Just because it seems appropriate.

All in all, we'll see. I don't think that I should let a broken friendship get in the way of a new one, even if they're related. But I also don't think it wise to let a relative get involved in something better left alone, especially since things are kind of fragile at the moment.

Secretly, I hope things could work out. But that's only in the corners of my mind.

For now, I should worry about selling tomorrow.