New Years and New Post

New Years was pretty simple. My sisters and I had a small party at Mom's house. Chris showed up practically drunk on energy drinks. At times he was pretty funny, and others I wanted to shoot him. Towards midnight we were all in the living room talking, we couldn't find a clock with a second hand so one minute it's 11:59 and the next minute it's new years. Luckily as adults we don't care what time it is. We scream happy new years and make noises as you are supose to. Chris goes outside to yell at the neighbourhood kids. Well his friend, Nate, decides to lock Chris out. The door is being shut and locked in one swift movement, at the same time Chris rams the door. A big chunck of the door frame splinters off. In shock and in awe I start laughing. For the next 15 minutes four to five grown men are trying to figure out how to fix the door.  Eventually all is sorted out, and the next day the return to fix the damages. No one would ever know the door was broken.
Amber and I were thinking that if Chris could break into the house couldn't anybody? Then again, Chris does spend alot of time at the gym. Sure half of the time is stairing at himself in the miror, but the other half he's pumping iron too. Either way, how safe is the front door? Does everyone who lives in a cookie cutter neighborhood have flimsy doors? We all know cookie cutter neighbourhoods are put up fast and for the masses.
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Moving on
Got a few diffrent random thoughts for this post
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Today I started my new job. Yes, this semester I will be working, going to school, still playing army once a month, and still being the socialite I am. I got myself a heaping load ahead of me. I don't even know how I'm going to have time to sleep.
Back on track, I know I love getting off track, I'd make a bad train.
I started my new job. Everyone once in their lives has to work a call center job. Now I have worked two different ones. Both worlds apart, and yet this one is different too. Now, working a call center wasn't my number one option for a job. They for one have that bad rep, which I don't really mind myself. Secondly, I am not a cubicle sitting girl. I own one pair of slacks that I meraculously found while at Mom's for the break. I think I might have 3 button up shirts... This office is going to see alot of skirts, dresses, and the randomist take on buiness casual they have heard of!
Lets start the work day shall we? I get there late because the online bus schedule and the real schedule don't match. Will some one please fix that problem! Luckily I was smart and for warned HR of my delema and happily trecked onward.
Most call centers put you in a class for at least a few days for you to learn about the company and how things are done. Not here. They sat me with two other girls to share a phone and computer. It was Nicole and my first day, and Vinni (I think that was her name. She was reall sweet though) tought us the ropes. I was only there an hour was thrust out there to take calls. Ok, it wasn't hard, I had two people next to me helping me out.
I think I'm going to like this place. It's pretty chill, which is what I like in a work place. The Army is enough structure for me. Everyone is really friendly, and it has this newly open feel. The company has to be under two years old.

and  I thought my blog was in need of a picture. This is from my anual Temple Square visit to see the Christmas lights. I thought I did a good job with photoshop.