There's entirely too much stuff rolling about in my melon. One minute I'm happy and chair dancing then boom I'm a bucket of tears. What the hell is wrong with me? (Yeah I know, we may never get the answer to that). My Gramma has been on my mind a lot lately. I'm not sure why. She passed away in Nov of 2003. Her b-day is in Feb. Maybe it's cause Sophia has her double chin. I miss that woman. When thinking of her I can't help but think of my uncles and my great aunt who have all passed away in the last 4 years. I'm done with people I know dying. Please stop.
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,
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