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Wednesday: The New Monday

Do you ever have those days where you go into work and you're in a genuinely great mood only to have ruined by complete and udder idiots? Yeah. Me too.

I would have sworn that tonight was a full moon or at the very least, I screwed up my days of the week and it was actually Monday. Sadly? Neither of those events occurred. Damn it.

On a happier note though, we found out yesterday that a regular customer that has been MIA for a few weeks is ok. She called yesterday and in talking with her, we found out she developed Bell's Palsey. Oy, I was so worried about her. She came in tonight and bless her heart, she's so damn cute. I would guess (and I'm horrible at age guessing) that she's in her mid/late 60's (don't shoot me!!!). She was wearing a pair of purple sunglasses that look like the kind my kids wear. She said she wanted to get people looking at those and not the side of her face that isn't moving. I told her she looked beautiful no matter what and guess what?

SO TRUE!

also? One of the quietest, non confrontational people I know at work yelled at some teenagers to leave the store because they were all sans shoes. Who the hell comes into a grocery store, in November, with just socks on (two of the guys) and no socks/shoes/jesus sandals/booties on the other guy?? Idiots do, that's who. And when they ignore the front end manager telling them to leave? Oh my. Watch out! They looked at her when she asked them to leave the first time and said they were almost done. She said to leave immediately and they looked away and kept shopping. That's when the poo hit the fan. I'm sure in her head she was saying, "Oh hell no they did not just do that" but she paged the manager on duty and the boys hightailed it out of there.  It was a great laugh for us after the fact. Sometimes when you've had the crazy ass night we had? It's all you can do to make it.

You have to or you go crazy.

So.....a favorite customer is doing A-ok and J-Lo got to yell at some teenagers. Ahhh maybe the Wednesday wasn't so bad after all.

I love my job.

Most days.............

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