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| things i'm thinking about right now. |
| 08.15.04 (7:14 pm) [edit] |
Right now i am thinking about a lot of stuff. nothing important really. just some thoughts that i've thought tonight. I just got home from a movie with craig at the little. its this really incredible independant theater. one of a kind as far as i've seen. it's where craig and i spent our first date. so it will always have some sort of magic within it. aside from the charm of it all, just that it feels so familiar. like a sunny afternoon under a tree, or like a moonlit evening driving alongside a field shimmering and swaying in the light. It's a memory i keep close to me. I really think its important to have a box full of these things that you can always think back to no matter where you may find yourself down the road. Another magic place is arena's downtown, right near the little actually. its a place of inspiration for me. a glistening jem in a shallow pool.
I'm also thinking about when teeta might come visit me this week, all of the places i would like to show her here. i was thinking earlier that there may not be so many things to do here, but there's just so many places i love to spend time and probably hundreds more waiting to be discovered.
So, just keep in mind all of the little magical places that surround you and remember to keep them in that little box to look back on someday.
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| Bombs Away! |
| 08.13.04 (10:35 am) [edit] |
So i figured after giving you the whole work speech yesterday I may as well tell you about the recent events happening at the magical homo depot. Wednesday, I was asked to go out and help in the lot since they had no one to get carts and stuff. So i said i really didn't want to because lord knows i can't lift a bag of cement for someone to save my life. So i talked mary into just carts. Little did i know, there was a dark shadow looming in the sun filled skies over head. As i began to chase down carts across that enormous lot, out of nowhere said shadow swooped down on me and shit all over my arm. I was completely grossed out. Not really pissed off because as you know, i don't let things piss me off anymore. But i couldn't believe my luck that the one hour all summer i work out in lot, i get crapped on by a dumb seagull.
Another interesting story from the big orange box is about one of my lovely customers. This woman is checking out with a 24 pack of diet coke. Now, normally we do not sell diet coke but as a special promotion we are selling it and including two $5 dollar off coupons inside. Miss Diet Coke decides i want to use one of those coupons now and tears open the end of the box. Three pressurized cans pop out onto the concrete floor and spring leaks all over the place. The woman is then picking the things up and as she does soaks the mid sections of all the customers in the line across from mine. I can still replay the whole moment in my mind in slow motion. I can picture the faces of all those people getting soaked in diet coke attempting to jump out of the line of fire. And then there's me just watching the entire thing thinking damn that was fun.
I guess that's plenty of depot talk for this week. Tune in next week to see what shall happen next at the duct tape depot.
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| retail rodeo |
| 08.12.04 (12:29 pm) [edit] |
I'm writing this just before i have to leave for another fabulous night at the depot. I have taken on a new personal mantra; i am no longer taking crap from customers. This means, in short, that i will no longer make myself anxious, angry, or attitudal over customers remarks, stares and murmurs. As of lastnight, it is working flawlessly. There's just some things about a job that are not worth getting worked up over. I am there to provide customer service, not customer servitude. I'm trying to brainwash Jen now to think the same way, by next weekend i'll have those unruly customers in ship shape.
Now i'm tell you all this because you are totally involved in this process. you are either the antagonist or the hero. you choose. tell yourself every day that some things are just not worth fussing about. ESPECIALLY OLD WRINKLED FART BAGS THAT GIVE YOU DIRTY LOOKS BECAUSE YOU'RE SPORTING A FAUXHAWK AND SPEAKING WITH A LISP. GET YOUR DAMN NUTS AND BOLTS AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!
so now that you are all better prepared for facing the retail rodeo, i have to head to work.
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| 08.03.04 (5:08 pm) [edit] |
fauxhawk (FOH.hawk) n. A hairstyle in which a strip of hair across the top of the head is longer and higher than the hair on the remainder of the head. Also: faux-hawk.
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