Nicolas Cage And My Husband

You may be asking what they have in common. Well let me just tell you internet. They both love Superman. I, however, am not like Nick's wife. They had a healthy baby boy and I am happy for them. The child? I'm a little concerned. I like names that aren't common. My daughter has a somewhat common name but it was chosen for family honor and not it's commonplace in society. My son, his name isn't so common. I've only known one other child with his name and that's whom he was named for. Nick Cage talked his wife into letting them name the child Kal-El. Listen, I'm not a hardcore Superman fan but even I know that is his Kryptonite name. Kal-El Coppola Cage. If his father and uncle were not famous, I do believe he would get his ass kicked in school. Of course, I fill my husband in on this tidbit of entertainment news and his exact response was, "That's so cool". I'm sure that Jerry Seinfeld is looking at his wife saying, "Why didn't WE do that?" Yep, I have the kryptonite hanging outside the door. Though Lex from Smallville can come visit anytime.

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I Can't Wait

I know of no one who agrees with me that Jason Mewes is hot. This is a bad example and this is definately NOT hot. That's ok though. I remember the good, forget the bad. I make no excuses for my taste*. For fans of Clerks , Chasing Amy , Dogma , Jay and Silent Bob , etc , check it out: P.S. I've been working 'til 11 or midnight most nights so I'm pooped. I'll blog more. I promise. Was I missed though? * Or lack thereof to some people

This, That and The Other

I can already tell that Thanksgiving and Christmas are going to suck ass even more than it normally would at my job. Last night, a guy was telling me how much he gave me, how much he was supposed to get back and THEN told me what order to give it back to him in. Um? Sir? I'm not a twit, ok, I am a twit, but I'm not an idiot. Ok, sometimes I can be. Like that time I moved up to Wisconsin in the middle of a blizzard from nice, warm Tucson, AZ for a dumb boy and we broke up less than two months later. Yeah that sucked but my point is: I've been in retail, just about every job one could have except store manager, for about oh, 19 years. I think I know what I'm doing when it comes to giving change back. Don't talk to me like I'm a 16 yr old kid who's working his first job and doesn't give a shit what kind of work ethic he has. I care about you as a customer but when you're a dick to me and pissing off everyone in my line so they are dicks to me ? Well, ...

Customer Appreciation Day

Dear Crotchety Broad, While I love my job and think it's the easiest one in the world to have, I do not think dealing with your ass was easy. Here are some highlights from my fabulous time with you: When your cashier is ringing up your precious produce, putting the codes in (from memory thank you very much), don't start trash talking her. I didn't hear you ask if I needed help because, well, um, I was busy ringing your shit up. When I look up because I heard something , don't look at me and say, " HELLO??" all sarcastic and shit. I will squish your tomatos, avocados and bread. When I ask if you have coupons, that's generally a sign that I am not a mind reader, can't see in your purse and can't predict the future (contrary to what you may think dear customer). As a refresher, here's our coversation: Loverly Cashier: Did you have any coupons today ma'am? (and that ma'am part may or may not have been choked out of my throat) Crotchety Broa...

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