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I'm Blake. I draw things when I'm stressed, and I do pretty mediocre cosplay. Feel free to make a request or whatevs. I'm pretty easy-going with that sort of thing. Anyway, thanks for stopping by!

I thought I was doing really well at my job. I was really enjoying it. Of course it was difficult living an hour away and having to open the store at 7:30am but I liked what I did and I thought I was good at it. The people have been so lovely and everyone there is nice, but today when I was opening, the area manager decided to ‘surprise me’ by ‘helping me’, which consisted of him following me around for the entirety of my shift and not actually helping. But that was fine. I didn’t mind. I served lots of customers, I made the shop look nice, and I called in heaps of customer orders. I was feeling really good about myself, and I genuinely enjoyed it. I’m a little bit slow still, because I’m still getting used to how everything gets done and all the different steps that need to be taken in order to do things right, but I thought (and everyone else thought) that all of that would come in time. But then at the end of the day, the area manager told me that he was actually evaluating me and that while I’m exceptional with customers and great at sales and everything, I’m far too slow with literally everything else and that if I don’t “start putting in some effort” then I won’t keep the job for much longer. Like, I come in half an hour early because I’m afraid the shop isn’t going to be ready in time because I’m hopeless. I only take 15 minute breaks instead of an hour because I really want to get things done because I know I’m slow. Every person I have ever worked with has told me that. I get it. But I am putting in effort. From day 1, I have put in as much as I possibly can so that I can be the best employee I can be. And if I’m not right for the job, then that’s fine, I can take that. But being told to my face that I’m not actually trying? That was so demoralizing.

Okay I secretly hope I don’t get the job. The interview went alright, but the job is over an hour away and it opens at 7am. I really don’t want to do that every day forever. I got tired just driving there for an interview. I can’t imagine driving home in traffic late at night after a long day. Ugh. I hate this whole “hurry up and figure out what you want to do for the rest of your life” business.

Finally got a job interview today! Wish me luck! :)

Did I ever tell you guys about the time I found a conjoined triplet banana in 2008? Because I found and ate a conjoined triplet banana in 2008.

Yay so one of my tyres blew up while I was driving. Time to prove to the world how manly I am and change it myself.

Sorry to the people who follow me because of Pokemon or who came here from ClipArt CoverArt, because you’re putting up with me complaining about my life and that’s not really what you signed up for. So, sorry and thank you.

I am really not okay.

I’m definitely happier volunteering than working. Which sucks.

I’m definitely happier volunteering than working. Which sucks.

(18 years on and I still don’t know if that’s a face on Metapod or what)

I need a new game or a TV show or something. I need to invest time in a new thing. Gimme a thing. Seriously. I need a distraction.