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Thursday, Dec. 06, 2001 - 8:03 p.m.
What .. I have to, like, talk to people?
The manager pulled me aside again today. I thought I was getting canned. Nope. She told me she wants me to work on my customer service skills ... I'm not cheery enough, not smiley enough, not chatty enough.I simply cannot master the fake smile. Whenever I attempt it, it always, always looks wrong. I look downright sarcastic, or mocking, even. Or just really nervous and uncomfortable. I hate the fake smile. So how am I going to keep myself looking cheerful? I mean, it's not like I feel miserable at work or anything, I just don't always feel natural smiling all the damn time. I suppose I'll have to think happy, happy thoughts as often as possible or something. Or take drugs. I'm so fucking shy. Seriously. I don't know how evident that is in this diary, but take my word for it. I am a mouse. *Squeak* Someday soon I'll go into more detail about that. I don't really feel like it at the moment ... I feel like reading other people's diaries and doing online tests and thinking about what to buy tomorrow when I get my first paycheck. Stuff like that. This customer service thing isn't going to be easy. It's going to take all my guts and concentration. Argh. More work. Just what I needed. *Sigh*
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