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Mr Asst Manager is just too much fun to work with. I tell him hello or good morning when I see him and ask him how he's doing.. I get a reply like "I'm here" or "Dandy Day" or "Thrilled.. how about you?" He's always coming up with something funny.
Slammed and Lil Manager Person is bagging for me.. he has to leave and is quickly replaced with Mr Asst Manager.. the customer says "They grow fast around here don't they?" Mr Asst Manager says something funny and keeps right on bagging.
He's always willing to pitch in, no matter where we need help, no matter how busy it is. Funny though, I have never seen him on register. Now that would be a hoot! I'm not sure the register would survive.
Always brightens my day when I see Mr Asst Manager walk in with his helmet & backpack. Wonder what he drives when it rains or snows? Probably something fun like a Mustang or Corvette.
I am feeling very old today. And missing my Parents. Old. Sad. Hugs needed.
One of the last days I worked before my vacation this week.. Fav PIC was on a register next to me... talking to an employee.. a new guy that I hadn't seen before. He came through my line to make a purchase. When I saw his face, I turned to Fav PIC and asked her if this was her Son. (They look a lot alike!) She laughed and said yes.
Today I went in to pick up things for Husband's Birthday and found a big chunk of broccoli on the floor. I tossed it in a bag, asked Daughter to watch cart for a second, then walked the floor veggies to the produce back room. I saw Fav PIC's Son and handed it to him, telling him it was on the floor, so I bagged it and it was all his.
I think I confused him a little cause I was wearing street clothes and I was in the back area of the store where customers are not allowed to go. I don't think he knew who I was. But the look on his face was worth it. Some times it's good to confuse people. And it's awful funny too!
I was a nervous wreck going into the dentist's office the other day. I knew I was in for some pain, but also knew it was time to get the worst two teeth pulled and discuss what I was going to do next.
Turns out that those two did need to be pulled, but the third that I was concerned about can be filled. Good.
Novocaine, some pain, a few cuts, lots of pulling, and I was up in the chair ready to leave.
Walking into the receptionist area, I ran into the father of a young boy that Daughter used to be enamored with. He obviously had only had a cleaning, or some such easy treatment. Attempting to make small talk, only after I attempted to answer him a couple of times did he finally just nod at me and leave me alone.
I had cotton packed in where the two teeth had been and it was impossible to speak without sounding like an idiot.
Leaving the dentist's office is not a time to make small talk.
After spending a less than pleasant night on the couch, (two teeth pulled..see earlier post), I was less than pleased when our phone rang at 5:10am.
I called Husband to inform him that the phone had rung for him as he was driving to his latest job site.
I am sure I was less than pleasant, but I hope he understood where I was coming from, and informs the person who called that he now has strike #1 against him. Two more and he is gone. Just plain inconsiderate.
I want to know why the Jackson family saw fit to have MJ's young Daughter address the crowd at his Memorial yesterday.. One female family member even adjusted the microphone so she could be heard better when she became so choked up with emotion that she could barely speak.
At least the grief of the children should not have been put on such public display. They could have sat with the rest of the family without having to be paraded for all to see.
That video clip is viral now.. millions of people have seen it.. millions have seen this poor dear Child mourning her Father.
I did not watch the Memorial. Daughter watched some of it. I am sure some of it was quite well put together.
But this one thing.. it just bothers me to no end. To have that Girl stand in front of thousands and thousands of people, speaking of her deceased Father, so emotional that she had to force herself to finish, bursting into tears at the end.. exploitation in the worst sense of the word.
It's time to stop showing the video. Let the Children grieve in private.
RIP Michael.
(To the news & tv crews.. Enough Already !!)
Okay.. so I am back from my short (and pretty boring for you) self proclaimed writers block.
Look for new stuff every day! I already have my opinions plastered in posts for the next few days. We'll just have to see where this takes us.. huh?
Happy Birthday to the Best Husband in the World !!
I love you Husband of Mine !!
I hope you have a Fantastic Birthday !!
I am very uncomfortable.. two bottom back teeth pulled.. dumb me didn't bother getting the tylenol 3 script filled.. popping regular tylenol like candy.
Maybe I'll write tomorrow.. if I am not crying.
Since yesterday was actually the first day of my vacation week.. we did a Slushie Sunday. Peaches, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, bananas.. ice and juice.
Grown up slushies for the adults, just plain slushies for Daughter.
Spent some time in the pool. Spent some time just bumming around the yard. Almost had Daughter convinced we were going to put real fish in the pool. Decided to tell her what we are really gonna do.. put hand prints all around the outside.. using leftover paint of Husband's. We are going to wait until he has a few more colors.. he has very few right now.. but will build up more colors are the summer goes on.
Have a good one all... I'm off to hang with Daughter for the day.
