It is sooooo hot in this house. I'm sitting around on my second day off
(I go back tomorrow - ugh) using MAPQUEST to figure out how to get
around the area. I found one but don't know whether the other address is
Cobb Pkwy N or Cobb Pkwy S...so I give up for now.
Did I mention I'm melting in my skin?
Charles
had a honest-to-God fit this morning when he realized there were TWO
bars of soap in the shower. Apparently, it's one of his biggest pet
peeves. Whatever. It'll probably happen again...I don't like his soap.
I
need to go jogging or walking or exercising...but I feel like such a
dumbass doing it alone. Of course, plenty of people exercise alone -
don't know why I make such a big deal out of it.
I'm
getting my MMR shot this afternoon. Then I might go to the library and
pick up a GERMAN book. (All these people telling me how German I look
make me want to speak just a little bit of German. Dorky idea, huh?)
I
wish I had some plans for today. I mean, there are things I need to
get done. 1) Get my shot. 2) Finish watching AN AMERICAN IN PARIS and
return it. 3) Do laundry. 4) Clean/organize room.
But other than that, my day's free. Maybe I'll go shopping? Dunno. Any ideas? Send them my way...
Thursday, April 15, 2004
Tuesday, April 13, 2004
Drizzly, horrible day
Nothing happened and I don't know why I'm writing. I have tomorrow off...maybe I'll have something to say then?
Just had pizza...PAPA JOHNS. Actually worked inside today at Home Depot. NO ONE was there (except for employees). I was in a talkative mood today (a rare occurrence lately) and am getting to know some really nice people.
Flipping channels between COMEDY CENTRAL'S 100 top comedians or whatever and REAL WORLD: SAN DIEGO. Neither of which is very interesting.
Well...I got nothing. Adiós.
Just had pizza...PAPA JOHNS. Actually worked inside today at Home Depot. NO ONE was there (except for employees). I was in a talkative mood today (a rare occurrence lately) and am getting to know some really nice people.
Flipping channels between COMEDY CENTRAL'S 100 top comedians or whatever and REAL WORLD: SAN DIEGO. Neither of which is very interesting.
Well...I got nothing. Adiós.
Saturday, April 10, 2004
Hellooo
Sitting here matching socks and realizing how utterly friendless I am
here in Georgia. (Interesting combination.) Of course, that's my own
fault, not immersing myself into my new-ish surroundings...Charles says
I'm still stuck up in Indiana and he wonders why I haven't made an
effort to hang out with his friends. Well to tell you the truth, I
don't want to BORROW his friends (something about that seems just
loser-ish to me)...and then there's the fact that they're not really my
type. Of course, ANY type is better than NO type, isn't it? Maybe I'll
call up Victoria one day...
How does Charles always get a hold of my socks...I mean, I guess I'd understand a PAIR being stretched out like crazy...but one of these is totally stretched out and the other is just a little thing...
Arr. I hate matching socks. Isn't my mom supposed to do this for me?
How does Charles always get a hold of my socks...I mean, I guess I'd understand a PAIR being stretched out like crazy...but one of these is totally stretched out and the other is just a little thing...
Arr. I hate matching socks. Isn't my mom supposed to do this for me?
Tuesday, April 6, 2004
People suck.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! People suck!
Okay, so I got to work in a semi-sociable mood (in contrast to yesterday's "STAY AWAY!") and a few stupid customers ruined my mood. Besides the fact that whoever makes the work schedules needs to rot in hell (well, maybe not that severe - let's just give him/her an eternity as Richard Simmon's siamese twin). I was outside alone as like 5+ people at a time stood waiting to check out. I called for help, and there wasn't anyone to send out. Bleh.
And then there's the fact that Ryan (the other cashier who came in at 11:30) always wanders away from his register to help out customers, leaving me alone with several "spicy" people with just twenty minutes before I'm scheduled to leave.
But an absolute asshole (no other way to put it) takes the cake: some customer walks up to the register in the middle of checking out customer 1 of 5,000,000 and asks if we have any twine to secure his stuff to the top of his car or whatever...I jump away from the register as a customer is writing a check to point out the L&G spool of twine. We see that it's empty. I tell him we've got some twine in the front of the store and some in the drive-through and apologize for being out.
He proceeds to stand there as I check out another customer. I look up, wondering what the hell he's doing just standing there. and he aks, "Are you going to go get some for me?"
I just stare for a second, stunned by this guy's stupidity, asshole-ism, whatever. Do you see this line of customers that stretches to the middle of the Lawn & Garden yard?! Do you honestly believe I would leave customers that have waited going on ten minutes to check out just to get you some damn twine a few hundred yards away?
I mean, as a fellow employee once said, "It's called a DO IT YOURSELF warehouse!"
So in an attempt to get this asshole as far away from me as humanly possible, I start calling up department heads...none of which pick up the phone. (All the while, I'm still checking out customers as this idiot stands there doing nothing but breathing.)
I'm ready to scream at this guy to get the stupid twine himself (okay, not really, I'd probably ask politely, "Sir, could you please get it yourself?" ...Through gritted teeth maybe, but politely all the same) when DON -- Charles' dad -- walks by on his way to lunch. Not realizing at that point he was off the clock, I ask "is there any way you could find some twine for me - we're all out (HELP ME!)"
Don found someone to help the dumbass customer with the twine and the customer comes back a few minutes later (obviously it takes him just as long to cut twine as it does to move - rrr) and goes off on me. "I asked for help and you didn't do anything... [I didn't?!] ...and I stood there for a long time [maybe five minutes after I told you where it was when you just decided to stand there like an idiot] and you forgot about me [if only I could]."
He asked for my name because I guess he was gonna complain about me (which is stupid because A:my name was right on my apron and B:he didn't have a good enough grasp on English to do any complaining anyone would understand). I just crumbled [pleaaase just leave!], "I was trying to call someone up to help..." I just stopped halfway through because I realized there was no sense trying to talk sense into this guy.
So it was nice to clock out for the day. And it was nice to get home. Though getting there was a different story.
Scheduled until 4:45, I was stuck in traffic. And not only did several people turn into the lane suddenly, causing me to pound on my brakes to avoid crashing into them...yet another idiot trying to merge into my lane just cut right in front of me, no blinker or anything. Ohhh, I was pissed and still AM pissed about that. I mean, I would probably have let him over had I KNOWN he was turning, but NOOOO, let's just cut in front of me with inches between my bumper and your driver's side door!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! People suck!
Okay, so I got to work in a semi-sociable mood (in contrast to yesterday's "STAY AWAY!") and a few stupid customers ruined my mood. Besides the fact that whoever makes the work schedules needs to rot in hell (well, maybe not that severe - let's just give him/her an eternity as Richard Simmon's siamese twin). I was outside alone as like 5+ people at a time stood waiting to check out. I called for help, and there wasn't anyone to send out. Bleh.
And then there's the fact that Ryan (the other cashier who came in at 11:30) always wanders away from his register to help out customers, leaving me alone with several "spicy" people with just twenty minutes before I'm scheduled to leave.
But an absolute asshole (no other way to put it) takes the cake: some customer walks up to the register in the middle of checking out customer 1 of 5,000,000 and asks if we have any twine to secure his stuff to the top of his car or whatever...I jump away from the register as a customer is writing a check to point out the L&G spool of twine. We see that it's empty. I tell him we've got some twine in the front of the store and some in the drive-through and apologize for being out.
He proceeds to stand there as I check out another customer. I look up, wondering what the hell he's doing just standing there. and he aks, "Are you going to go get some for me?"
I just stare for a second, stunned by this guy's stupidity, asshole-ism, whatever. Do you see this line of customers that stretches to the middle of the Lawn & Garden yard?! Do you honestly believe I would leave customers that have waited going on ten minutes to check out just to get you some damn twine a few hundred yards away?
I mean, as a fellow employee once said, "It's called a DO IT YOURSELF warehouse!"
So in an attempt to get this asshole as far away from me as humanly possible, I start calling up department heads...none of which pick up the phone. (All the while, I'm still checking out customers as this idiot stands there doing nothing but breathing.)
I'm ready to scream at this guy to get the stupid twine himself (okay, not really, I'd probably ask politely, "Sir, could you please get it yourself?" ...Through gritted teeth maybe, but politely all the same) when DON -- Charles' dad -- walks by on his way to lunch. Not realizing at that point he was off the clock, I ask "is there any way you could find some twine for me - we're all out (HELP ME!)"
Don found someone to help the dumbass customer with the twine and the customer comes back a few minutes later (obviously it takes him just as long to cut twine as it does to move - rrr) and goes off on me. "I asked for help and you didn't do anything... [I didn't?!] ...and I stood there for a long time [maybe five minutes after I told you where it was when you just decided to stand there like an idiot] and you forgot about me [if only I could]."
He asked for my name because I guess he was gonna complain about me (which is stupid because A:my name was right on my apron and B:he didn't have a good enough grasp on English to do any complaining anyone would understand). I just crumbled [pleaaase just leave!], "I was trying to call someone up to help..." I just stopped halfway through because I realized there was no sense trying to talk sense into this guy.
So it was nice to clock out for the day. And it was nice to get home. Though getting there was a different story.
Scheduled until 4:45, I was stuck in traffic. And not only did several people turn into the lane suddenly, causing me to pound on my brakes to avoid crashing into them...yet another idiot trying to merge into my lane just cut right in front of me, no blinker or anything. Ohhh, I was pissed and still AM pissed about that. I mean, I would probably have let him over had I KNOWN he was turning, but NOOOO, let's just cut in front of me with inches between my bumper and your driver's side door!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! People suck!
Monday, April 5, 2004
Boxers or briefs? Well...in this case, brief.
Watching some sort of Michael Jackson tribute concert on VH1 while
Charles plays NINJA GAIDEN in the other room. (You don't want to be
around him while he's playing a challenging game.) What news have a got
for you? Well, not much. Back to being "Miss 7:45-4:45" which
wouldn't have been bad if I wouldn't have been dealing with all those
damn people. (I had one of those "stay away" days. I keep screaming
"get away" in my head and none of the customers would listen. I mean, I
wasn't bitchy...just not in a "people" mood.) Went to NEW CHINA BUFFET
for dinner with Charles...he also surprised me with a cell phone (his
hand-me-down because he couldn't switch over the long distance and knew
I'd have more use for it than he could). Also bought me a hawaiian
backseat cover to match my other hawaiian decorations. (I LOOOVE
HAWAIIAN stuff...it's my motif of choice.) Other than that, not much
else...talking to Stephanie (my brother's on-again, off-again
girlfriend) and wanting to type and type and type.
Y'all should join my mom, brother, and myself in our little "reading circle." We're set to read ANGELS & DEMONS by Dan Brown (author of THE DAVINCI CODE). So, is anyone interested? No pressure to discuss anything - if something captures your interest, just send a little note.
That's about it. Later!
Y'all should join my mom, brother, and myself in our little "reading circle." We're set to read ANGELS & DEMONS by Dan Brown (author of THE DAVINCI CODE). So, is anyone interested? No pressure to discuss anything - if something captures your interest, just send a little note.
That's about it. Later!
Thursday, April 1, 2004
Joining the circus
Well, I've finally succumbed to the pressure to join this circus
LIVEJOURNAL has going on. Basically just to get these entries out
without having to format everything. And to connect with firends. 'Nuff said.
It's 7:55 AM on el primero de abril, dos mil cuatro. (April already?) I don't work until 11:30 this morning, but the combination of the sliver of sun shinig through the sades and my urge at 7:15 to jump out of bed (since I've become "Miss 7:45-4:45" at Home Depot) got my butt out of bed. Took my shower and planned to journal on the couch while gnawing on the remainder of my chocolate bar from last night. But apparently, sometime last night, Charles ate my damn chocolate. Rrr...no one eats my chocolate! (I need to find a hiding place.)
Before I go any further, I need to release some randomness. Prepare yourselves.
Where have all the large Cadbury eggs gone? I've checked at least four stores and the closest thing I can find is a pack of four at a third the size. Those eggs are the air I breathe at Easter time.
(On a related note, guess who's working all day on Easter Sunday? Is that not a sadistic form of punishment? Though I suppose I do have Good Friday off to make up?? I'm gonna try to catch a service at a nearby church - though I long for Redeemer Lutheran's service...my favorite of the whole year.)
The religious channel broadcast in the Atlanta-Metro area was airing a Lutheran church's service and Charles happened upon it one night while channel surfing. He suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my God, you're Catholic." He wouldn't listen as I tried to explain the differences. So apparently now I'm Catholic...rrrright.
A few entries ago, I briefly spoke of a bookcase/entertainment center. Well, nearly two months later, it's done and stands in this living room of ours. It's a huge thing at 7 feet tall, 10 feet wide, and sage green. Don't get me wrong - it's a very nice piece of furniture; however, it also lack an appropriate "bubble" of space. Along with this bookcase, this 15 x 20 room houses
It's 7:55 AM on el primero de abril, dos mil cuatro. (April already?) I don't work until 11:30 this morning, but the combination of the sliver of sun shinig through the sades and my urge at 7:15 to jump out of bed (since I've become "Miss 7:45-4:45" at Home Depot) got my butt out of bed. Took my shower and planned to journal on the couch while gnawing on the remainder of my chocolate bar from last night. But apparently, sometime last night, Charles ate my damn chocolate. Rrr...no one eats my chocolate! (I need to find a hiding place.)
Before I go any further, I need to release some randomness. Prepare yourselves.
Where have all the large Cadbury eggs gone? I've checked at least four stores and the closest thing I can find is a pack of four at a third the size. Those eggs are the air I breathe at Easter time.
(On a related note, guess who's working all day on Easter Sunday? Is that not a sadistic form of punishment? Though I suppose I do have Good Friday off to make up?? I'm gonna try to catch a service at a nearby church - though I long for Redeemer Lutheran's service...my favorite of the whole year.)
The religious channel broadcast in the Atlanta-Metro area was airing a Lutheran church's service and Charles happened upon it one night while channel surfing. He suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my God, you're Catholic." He wouldn't listen as I tried to explain the differences. So apparently now I'm Catholic...rrrright.
A few entries ago, I briefly spoke of a bookcase/entertainment center. Well, nearly two months later, it's done and stands in this living room of ours. It's a huge thing at 7 feet tall, 10 feet wide, and sage green. Don't get me wrong - it's a very nice piece of furniture; however, it also lack an appropriate "bubble" of space. Along with this bookcase, this 15 x 20 room houses
2 filing cabinets, 2 desks, 3 printer tables, endtable, coffeetable, loveseat, table and 4 chairs, pinball game, arcade game, 2 smaller bookcases, fish aquarium on stand, jukebox, exercise bench, 2 bar stools.
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