So I Complain A lot...

You would, too, in my position. Take for instance the lady that comes into work EVERY DAY! I have recently nicknamed her the "Scuse me Lady" because that is her favorite word to say. Her name is Lisa and she is a size ten. The reason I know so much about Lisa is, besides the fact that she comes in every day, she always puts a pair of shoes on hold. Not just any kind of shoes, but the SAME pair of shoes. Apparently she has some important family reunion coming up and she needs to have the perfect pair of shoes. She has been looking forward to this family reunion for the past year.
I have resorted to hiding throughout the store, just to avoid her. Take today for instance. I look over, and there she was scouting out the sandals, as per usual. Dallon doesn't see her quite yet, so I take advantage of that and run to the opposite side of the store. It's mostly like a sick game of hide and seek, except the seeker doesn't know that she is playing.
I wish that this woman wouldn't come in everyday. She NEVER buys anything, she NEVER WILL buy anything. She will just keep coming in day after day, asking me if the sandals she wants come in brown and if they are ever going to go on sale. How is she getting to the mall. It has been confirmed by a very reliable source (another girl that I work with) that this woman is some sort of mental patient, which isn't that hard to believe. In a way it's sad, but I will shortly become a mental patient myself if she doesn't stop coming in.

The Back End of Clarence

You know, there are few things in my life I can depend on. I can depend on the fact that I am going to work at Famous Footwear for the rest of my life. I can depend on the fact that my nephews are three of the cutest things on earth. And I used to be able to depend on the fact that Clarence, my beloved vehicle of choice, would always be there for me.

Well, it seems that someone else was jealous of my sweet, sweet, ride. And they could no longer live in a world where I was enjoying the love of a fine automobile. So they sought me out in traffic Monday, and decided to plow into the back end of my car. Oh the humanity!!! My car was working fine, after some very expensive adjustments.

Now, I am living in a world where it will cost upwards of 2000 dollars to restore Clarence to his old self. Don't tell Clarence this, but he isn't even worth that much on his own. On the bright side, the whiplash is starting to go away. And, hopefully, Michelita is feeling the same way.

Back in P-Town

Well, nothing exciting is really happening in the life right now? I will probably be starting school in about a few days, if I can get a loan. Work is crappy as usual. I have recently acquired Sky High so if you want to watch it with me, give me a call.