Conspiracy Theory

Hello again, 2 weeks in a row! I'm on a roll now! LOL!

This story is also about a regular customer, only this time, in the store.

This is an older woman, she appears to have started down the Hippie Dippie trail, but lost her way. In all the years I've waited on her, The first time she didn't have any issues with her order was this past Monday. Miracle of miracles!

One day, she had bought a bunch of stuff off the clearance rack, and if you've ever even looked at that rack, you know that people have a tendency to pick things up, look at them, and then just plop it back down any old where. So this woman had grabbed a bunch of stuff, and wanted to pay the price that was on the shelf where she got it, rather than the prices that were clearly marked on the items. 2 managers, 20 minutes, and several arguments, and trips to the rack later, she was finally gone.

The most recent issue she had was a couple weeks ago when she wanted to buy a 6 pack of beer. It's NYS policy, and store policy, to ID anyone, and everyone in a group. So when she scanned her beer, the machine wouldn't let her scan anything else until she showed me her ID. I then type the DOB into the order, and it clears the machine for the next item to be scanned. After 5 minutes of arguing with me that she shouldn't need to show her ID as she was clearly Old Enough, she finally handed it over, with a huge, put-upon sigh. As I took it from her and began to type in her DOB, she yelled, "What are you doing?!?!" I told her I needed to enter the date into the computer to clear her machine. "No, nevermind! Take it off, no one needs to know my information!"
Seriously?! You'd think I'd asked for her SSN and mothers maiden name along with, not to mention the license number!

I have customers that won't use the savings card because "the government doesn't need to know what I'm buying". Because the government has nothing to do better than finding out how many men buy tampons and milk in the same order right?

These are the days you go home, hug your kids, and have a stiff drink!

Speaking of kids, now that the first week of the last kids to start school is over, I hope all you parents out there got at least one days rest!

Have a great week, and as usual,

Thanks for Noticing me!

I did it!

So, to start out this new beginning, I'm going to start with telling you about one of my favorite regular customers.

I call her the Homeless Princess.

The woman is certifiably nuts. Not violent, or in any behavioral way really. But one look at her and you know she's not just a few fries, but an entire package of fries, short of a Happy Meal. The first thing you notice about her, is her hair. I'm sure at one time it was beautiful and luxurious, but now it's a sad matted rats nest on top of her head. Seriously, the bravest hairdresser in the world would just sigh and say, "Pass me the buzzers."
Secondly, she's filthy. Absolutely filthy. Think old movie, street urchin, dirty. And her clothes are a wreck.

BUT! And here is the kicker, She is the sweetest customer I have. She comes in, and smiles at me. Not a crazy, stalker, "Ima gonna chop off body parts" smile, but a very sweet, kind of shy smile. She usually mumbles a "Hi" on her way past the counter. Every time she comes in, she gets a cup of hot water, pays 15 cents for the cup, and thanks me and leaves.

I love the way she walks. She walks as if she hasn't got a care in the world, and she's very purposeful in her strides. Very confident, with her head held high. She amazes me.

We have categories of homeless in this town, useful, useless, and scared. I fully believe she's in the scared category. The useful choose to be homeless. They often have jobs, but no use for civilization. The useless are the drunks and other addicts that have been booted out of shelters, and the scared just can't cope with places like homes, and shelters.

So, a slow ease into this whole "regular" thing. Some posts may be impossibly long (just a warning) because of the situation, others just a few sentences. But fate has gifted me with a wealth of material in the form of retail service. so stay tuned folks, and as usual,

Thanks for Noticing me!

We appologise for the inconvenience

*Snicker*

So. I decided to take this into an entirely, (well, okay, not so much) different direction.

I run into so many characters in my job that I thought it would be fun to share them.

This is part failblog, part Not Always Right, part Poorly Dressed.com, and mostly, seriously random geeky catchphrases, and references.

This in no way means that I will no longer have Eeyore moments, or cute kitties.

It does however mean that I will be trying a lot harder to make this a less random, and more "weekly" type of thing. How's Tuesday work for you? Well, probably Wednesday by the time anyone gets to see it.

Oh, and by the way....


And as usual,

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*SIGH*

Yeah, so, cute kitties again.

Yes, I am ashamed. Yes, I am a slacker.
But look, I make up for it don't I? Do you see Monas face here?! Murder I tell ya! MURDER! I think she's a little sick of the flash. I see bloody toes in my future...
LOOK! Levitating kitty! LOL! Seriously, I need to get out more!

My whole life revolves around this house, and my job, and, well... *teeny-tiny voice* facebook.

I find it amazing that I can talk to someone for half an hour, with both of us hysterical laughing, and yet when I sit down to type, I can't remember a single word. I have a regular customer that tells me I should quit my job and become a comedian. _REALLY_?!?! I think not. I'd get up on stage and go completely blank... Kinda like now.

I should really take notes at work as ammunition for this blog, but hell, half the time you can find any situation I find myself in, here:

http://notalwaysright.com/

I adore this blog!

So, go giggle a while, that should keep you until next time! (: And as usual,

Thanks for Noticing me!

Rant part deux

Okay, really, I understand the self check out is a scary thing. But IS IT SO HARD TO FOLLOW DIRECTIONS?!?!



So, it's Ithaca Festival time, and we all trooped over to downtown Ithaca to see the show. *SNICKER!* It didn't hurt that son #1 was in the parade... aaaaall the way at the end of it...

For your viewing amazement:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0kkRKW8mfo

Sorry about the lack of movement, but we were at the end of the route, and well, the horses kinda left a deposit in the middle of the street on their way out, so, there was a bit of a back up, and the cars couldn't really move much. But the name says everything you need to know about this area... "The Volvo Ballet".

Or how about this?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEFjcDnIZTk

Okay, I'm trying to not be a slacker anymore... So as usual,

Thanks for noticing me!

ps... One last apology.

Okay, okay, here are the cute kitties, in apology for being a blog slacker again! I promise to have a real post up very soon!

I swear, every time I think I have a free moment, I don't. And I wouldn't be so cruel as to try to post when I _do_ have free moments, because, well, I'm usually half asleep at those times, and no one wants to know what my mind is like at that point!

Thanks for sticking with me, and as usual,

Thanks for Noticing me!

Spring

Hey look! It's spring! I love this place! Mow the lawn, have the dandelions pop up, then mow again. LOL!

We keep forgetting what the yellow one is called, swamp something or other. And an oh, so, fleeting lilac bloom.

I think it's possible to change your whole outlook on, well, _everything_! As long as you do it a bit at a time. I didn't get all my bad habits all at once, so what makes me think I can get rid of them all at once?!

I see change on the horizon! Think Spring! (LOL!) And as usual dear reader...

Thanks for Noticing me!