First day at the Bookstore register

Well, I had my first day as a cashier at the Bookstore today, and by the end of the day, my feet were hurting. Must have been the shoes I was wearing; the soles weren’t cushioned well enough. Otherwise, I was given the basics of running a cash register on the fly, and I was scanning books upon books upon books, swiping credit card after credit card after credit card, and for the most part I was in a zone, save the occasional brain farting and not knowing a new feature of making transactions.

This was the week that University 100 was performed. UNIV 100 is sort of like COUNS 1 at LBCC: an orientation class to college life and the purpose of colleges and universities. Except, this class has a Beach twist, and is aimed towards freshmen. So I was scanning copies upon copies of this book for UNIV 100, and every time I saw somebody purchasing this book, it was my inner obligation to welcome that person to Cal State Long Beach, even though I’m a new transfer student. The freshmen students were quite pleased with how they were treated on campus, and there was a friendly camaraderie.

I knew in the back of my head that this would be nothing compared to the bedlam I would get next week, when the lines are longer, the frustration higher, and the tenseness ever thicker. The only thing I was missing today was my Bookstore ID. I’ll have to get that tomorrow.

As I sat outside Brotman Hall waiting for my sister to pick me up from her work, I envisioned in my head that I was also a freshman, being oriented to the campus, and I was excited at getting ready to watch the 49er women’s volleyball team kick some butt against Long Island University this Friday, as well as pondering the possibility of joining Delta Sigma Pi.

I need some sleep. Tomorrow’s gonna be quite interesting, yes indeed.