Well, here I am at the Dodge dealership. Since no one in the free world carries after market battery cables or splicing kits large enough for a Dodge Ram- I'm here having the terminal repaired.
The last time I was here was awkward for me- remember?
We were next door at the VW dealer to drop off your car for service after hours- but we didn't have a pen to fill out the drop-off form?
So I came over here to borrow a pen and they couldn't believe how bold I was?
More awkward than that.
I'm wandering around inside, waiting for the service department to come get me, when this sleazy car salesman struts up to me (reaching chin level so I got a perfect view of the BAD dye job of his oily hair)...
In mid-beeline to me he breezes past the girl at reception.
"Hold all my calls! They can wait while I help this gentlemen pick out his DREAM"
He can't be talking about me right??
Crap. He totally is.
After politely telling him to scram (Chad: Get outta here!) I got sad. I totally could have killed time telling him that I need a vehicle to go with my "Tough girls have tough toys" bumper sticker!
Hindsight is 20/20 my friend.
So out comes my cell phone so I can sit in a chair and not be bored INSTEAD of wandering around the sales sharks waiting for one of us to walk away annoyed.
How's the job going? Get any mannequins to take home yet? Save one for me
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Work is going good. They won't let me take home any broken mannequin parts. My job is to make a negative mold of the original sculpture then to take a mold of that negative to make a positive "master". The master is then highly polished and finished to then make a tool. The tool then makes thousands of units. Right now I am working on a project for Nike. I molded Ronaldo Cristiano from a clay sculpture. Pretty fun. It is a mandatory 48 hour week with as much overtime as possible. If I end up staying there after 2 months, there will be lots of hours.
Talk to you later.