Thursday, November 12, 2009
i learned a new word
Yes! When dabbling in all of my music, I expanded my vocabbblurrrry.Aposiopeses:
It is when you abruptly end or trail off of a thought in...
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
i thought tuesday could not be worse
That day, ugh, just that day had this feeling of strangeness surrounding it the whole day. People talked and nothing made sense. It started with two phone calls back to back. The first was a woman asking where our office is relocating to. I answered that it wasn't. She followed this with asking if my boss was who he is, and if this place was a business of retail. I answered that both were.And it's not relocating?
No, not to my knowledge.
She hung up without saying goodbye, and then there was another.
It was remotely sane until the end. This woman proceeded to explain that the account she works for is closing; she needed the last billing statements. No problem - easy as pie. I took down her fax number that she provided me with. I closed by saying, okay so I will fax those statements.
No mail them, thank you -click-.
Then, why did you...? oh, forget it. I'll just mail it and fax it.
And then there was a customer that I will not forget for a long time. She is a precedent for all paranoid customers.
Brandie asks me to help a woman out to her car with a case of water. No problem. The woman carried out her two gallons of water herself. Two minutes later, she comes back in talking to Branide about one of the gallons that she purchased. Brandie looks at it with a furrowed brow, as I approach the situation cautiously, thinking the gallon was leaking. "It's dented. I'd just like a different one," she says.
Brandie and I studiously look over at this pristine looking gallon. There is absolutely no problem with it. I ask, "where is the dent?"
Mrs. Crazypants points at this tiny little unnoticeable dent near the top of the container. I give Brandie a stern look of confusion, and go get her a new gallon and hope there isn't a dent. The woman, satisfied, leaves. I had to resist the temptation of hurling the "dented" gallon at the back of her head as she left.
Yard work again today, unnnnnnnnh... -naps-.
Monday, November 09, 2009
the millionth attempt at recapping
I haven't had too, too much to catch up about. Maybe, there was a city trip or two. I visited Parri at school, Tarik for dinner, Nasrah for a lame Halloween party. We both agreed that party was lame and nowhere near last year's at Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum.Lately, I've been doing a lot of regular work and yard work. I've been in kind of a rut or a funk lately. It's quite hard getting out of those, and I'm not quite adept at it either. Work is just work; it's not that thrilling to talk about, and I'm glad I forget most of it. I do remember what happened today though.
Some lady freaked at the price of Fiji Water, also known as "whatever way the customer wants to say it" water. She remarked that the price was high and absurd. News flash, it's absurd that people BUY water [period]. She proceeded to buy Isbre Water and talked my ear off about how she was more satisfied with the price and it tastes better. I totally care, I really do. She mentioned she's a "Water Importer." Who-the-what-the-how-the-fuck? What the hell kind of occupation IS THAT? Only in my hometown can you find many unrealities. Imagine her saying this in Africa or India. Death by stoning.
Anyway, I am rutting. My dad's car broke down, and we [Amy/me] picked him up and got it towed. I mean it's just bad karma, especially with his current health problems. I did yard work all week during the days off, and that's not really a complaint. I started to feel a bit as though Dad wanted me to be his replacement to caretake Cathy's house. I can do it as a temp, but permanent - NO. I don't plan on being here 2-4 years from now.
I just want to pay off college loans and fly away. I don't fear adulthood, as long as what I earn doesn't have some prefixed claim or debt to it.
Some videos that have nothing to do with the post - Parodies of Actress Brenda Dickson's "Welcome to my Home DVD"
Give yourself a chest cameltoe by lifting screws and nuts right under your chin! Well done. Kudos me. I just made myself pregnant.
Friday, October 23, 2009
amerimptatience
I have no patience whatsoever today... rather it's that people don't have patience, and I don't have the patience to gracefully deal with them like I normally do. I'm in a particularly bad mood and just don't feel like hiding it.Some jerk/kid JUST made a comment about how I did not ask him if he wanted a bag. The dolt had bought two cigars for three dollars, and a 2L bottle of soda. He only has to take the bottle and walk out. I just said, "I'm sorry you didn't ask for it or say anything, you were on your phone." We also clearly have a sign that says "You will not be helped if you are on a phone." He rudely said, "Talk about customer service, I shouldn't have to ask." I just snapped and said "You do if you're getting one thing and getting out like everyone else does; I'm not a mind reader and I don't know why you feel it's such an effort for you to ask for a bag. I'm a feeling person and NOT A RETAIL ROBOT." He just shut up and left.
There are about 50 different kids who come in here for cigars. I really do not care for their business and I wish my boss would just not sell them. We're the cheapest fucking place in town, and yet, people feel this burning need to still criticize the prices or lack of sale prices. A woman remarked unhappily to me that there were no sale prices. Meanwhile, my boss is carrying her case out to her car.
Someone made this "funny" comment to my coworker today after shortchanging him 3 cents, (which my coworker was not going to squabble over). The customer said after refusing FREE help out, "Oh, I'll bring these two cases out, that way I don't owe you for the three cents." What a slap in the face. It's the equivalent of saying he'd rather short change him than feel obliged to tip him more than three cents.
This goes back to what I said about Americans lacking grace or respect to one another. There are a lot of nice people in this country, but there are way too many jerks out there that think the world owes them.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Doppelängers.
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