I'm Bored

What to write, what to write....

It was a long boring day at work today. Working Sundays in the South are extremely slow since everyone is at church. So I was bored all day. Except when I found out we now have a code word at work. There is this absolute creep that wanders our joint. He is slightly mentally retarded, but that does not give him an excuse for asking the female associates for sex. Totally not kidding. And the fact that he asks them if he can hold their hand. He also will come into the store multiple times in one day. By "multiple times" I mean about 18. How sick is this guy???? Anyway, he seems to only bother the girls at the registers and in the salon. THANK GOD I work in the back of the store where he doesn't usually venture. I haven't had the pleasure of meeting him, but I hope I never do. Anyways, if this guy ever comes near one of our girls, we are to say over the intercom "Mr. (store manager last name), please come to (location in store)." Even if a male associate is not the store manager and he hears the page, he is immediately supposed to respond and come to our "rescue" and some how make an excuse for us to leave, since this creep doesn't normally do this around guys. Welcome to Columbus!

And on a more happy note, here are some of my latest wonderful customers:

-Customer: "Ma'am? Do you sell any allergy eaters?" She totally means algae eaters.

-Customer: "Can I release this captive bred snake into the wild when I don't want it anymore?"

Me: "No."

(Hint: If you ask me stupid questions like these, I'm not going to sell an animal to you. Sorry).

-Customer: "Do hamsters/guinea pigs/rats bite?"

Me: "Well, they do have teeth, so...."

-Customer, standing about 3 feet from a 20 foot wall of fish tanks, and 10 feet away from small animals and reptiles, "Do you sell animals here?"

DOH!

-Customer: "Well, since you're working the truck tomorrow and you don't have the cage we want, can we just leave the hamster in this cardboard box overnight?"

Me: "Technically, yes, but I absolutely would not, since hamsters love to chew and they'll probably manage to chew a hole through the box."

Customer: "Does that mean they can get out of the box once they've chewed a hole through it?"

FACE PALM.

-An ADULT customer: "Oh, guinea pigs are just big rats."

Nope. Not even in the same Genus. Or Family. Or Suborder. Close, though. So close.

OK. Enough about stupid customers. It's kind of depressing me. But it's still so very funny. I have been rereading Emma, but since I've read all my books, I'm looking for some new stuff. My cousin Hayley and my dearest friend Rachel have given me a few ideas! But I'm always looking for more. I think being in a place that reeks of ignorance is making me want to read even more than normal, since I'm pretty sure some of my customers can't read at all.

That reminds me. I need to go get Nicholas Sparks' new book. I can't believe I forgot about it!

I have caffeine coursing through my veins. At 10:30 at night. From my espresso about 4 hours ago. Oops. But it got me through the work day. So whatev.

Now I'm just rambling. Rachel, I promise I'll but more pictures of Jack and Huey up. I'll do that on my next day off when I have the time to dedicate to uploading pictures on blogger. Blogger gets rather PMS-y when you try to upload more than... oh... 1 picture at a time.

What Jane Austen movies should I analyze next?

I'm rather cynical tonight. I've notice I'm a lot more cynical on days when I work. I wonder why.

Let the rambling continue...

...or not. I think I'll go to bed now. Matt has to get up at 0300. Gross. And that means I will also wake up that early. And the dog will still wake up at 0600. Yay.