Ok, so I went to work tonight and it was awesome. First of all, no one came to skate and there were seven of us working. I was on admissions cash register so I sat around until about eight until my supervisor realized that no one was going to show up. At that point I was starving because I hadn't eaten dinner, so Carly and I went to Taco Bell still clocked in. Paul was supervising. He's the best supervisor because he doesn't care about anything. We came back ten minutes later with food for everyone except Brittney, my other supervisor, because she had went and got food at KFC. We were all sitting there talking and eating when Brittney starts freaking out. Turns out her lip ring had fallen out somewhere and she didn't know if she had swallowed it or it had fallen on the floor. It was really gross because she had just gotten it pierced the other day. Evidently if the stud comes out of your lip even for a couple of minutes it can start to grow back. Seeing her nasty, bloody lip was revolting. She made us all get down on the floor in the skate room and look for her wretched lip stud. We couldn't find it so we assumed she swallowed it. She then left and sped to Hot Topic to buy a new one before the mall closed. Paul and some other people were making some serious jabs at her while she was gone and then we all felt kind of guilty. So we had to go hunt down the Holy Grail and spit in it. There's this tradition at the rink called the Holy Grail. It's this small styrofoam cup with "Holy Grail" written on it in black ink. We set it up in some remote area of the rink (currently it's on high beam in the breakroom) and it's to stay there unless you sin. When you feel very guilty about sinning you go and spit in the Holy Grail and then move it. It sounds very sacreligious to me so I never take part in the spitting. I don't even know how the tradition started. Apparently it began back at the old rink before it was torn down. Either way, it's kind of funny.

Work is about to get really sad. Most of our staff is made up of seniors, which means they'll all be gone either this summer or in the fall. I say that I hate working at the ice arena, but at the same time it's so much fun. Carly will be staying in town, although she said she's putting in her two weeks soon. That kind of sucks because I'm always used to her being around. We hired two new chicks last week. They get on my nerves. You can just tell they're trying so hard to be a part of The Edge family, but it's just not working out. One has a really smart mouth and is already bossing everyone around. She's not even old enough to drive alone. She's the most annoying. Then there's this other girl who's really quiet and doesn't talk. I don't have anything against her, she's just really awkward. Oh! There's a new guy too. Everyone hates him because he's the suckiest worker. He doesn't do anything. You can tell him to go sweep something up and he'll disappear to go get a broom then you won't see him for thirty minutes. He spends a lot of time in the breakroom texting. It's annoying that we all have to pick up his slack. Not to mention he doesn't even show up to half of his shifts.

I didn't really work hardly at all this week, so I don't have much to blog about. I only worked three days all of Spring Break and I got sent home early every day. The first day I walked in and they sent me home after thirty minutes. The next day I left an hour early. Today I left at two when I was scheduled to stay until four. In the small amount of time I have spent at work, it's been fun. No one comes to The Edge on Spring Break. In fact, on average we only had about eight people an ENTIRE day. This allowed me to spend my time drinking slushies from the concession stand, spinning around in the desk chair, playing Doodle Jump on my newly purchased iPhone, or scribbling in Microsoft Paint on my boss's office computer. I probably earned about eighty bucks this week, which was well earned.