I had my alarm set for 6:20am, but I kept hitting snooze until 7:02am. Come to think of it, so did Daniel, because he had his alarm set for the same time…only my clock is a minute ahead. So mine would go off, Id turn it off, a minute later his would go off, hed turn it off, and so on and so forth :sleepw: until I finally roused myself up and out of bed.
You know, the news was saying how we were going to get 3-7 of snow that would start around 3-4am this morning (Sat. morning) and would taper off to light flurries by afternoon, and those flurries would end by evening… well, when I went out to go to work at 7:45, it had just begun snowing. Damn, what a disappointment. :feelingblue:
Work went… fast. Damn Christmas shoppers. Theyre so cranky and rude. Ugh. And to think, itll only get worse as Christmas gets closer. Fellow idiotic consumers, let me share a few helpful tips from your friendly (picking up on the sarcasm there?) retail cashier:
Rolling your eyes at me while waiting in line will not make me move any faster. I am not going to rush the customer and bag things sloppily just to check you out sooner. In fact, rolling your eyes at me will only make me ignore you completely, and focus 100% on my current customer.
Be nice to us cashiers. When we smile and say “hello”, dont just stand there and stare at us, or dig in your purse for an imaginary piece of gum so you dont have to respond. Did I have to open my mouth and say anything to you? No. I could have simply rung up your cheap Target brand toilet paper and sanitary pads, forget to ring in the coupons, and then charge you full price without batting an eye. Remember that, mmmkay?
Keep your hands off of the scanner. Ringing your items up for me will not make me smile. In fact, it annoys me, because I get distracted by making sure youre not ringing up the damn thing twice so I have to go back and fix it, or worse yet, not notice that you rang it up twice and wind up over-charging you, and then get bitched at by you, regardless of the fact that you did it to your damn self.
Speak English please. I dont have the patience nor the knowledge to decipher garbled Spanish/Chinese/Russian. Its okay if youre not a native English speaker, but for fucks sake bring along an interpreter, write it down on paper, or dont ask questions!
Dont mess with the bagging rack. The bags are a bitch to put on, and impossible to put back on once theyve been pulled off because youre too incompetent to pull one bag off without ripping off another 50 or so.
Listen to directions. Hell, while youre at it, read them. The debit/credit card slider is there for your convenience, not for you to fuck around and make an ass out of yourself. On the box itself it says (in big bold white letters outlined in red) “Select card type before sliding”. On the little LCD screen it says “Select card type before sliding”. Because I know most of you are fucking morons that dont bother to read, I always SAY “select card type before sliding”. So, SELECT THE FUCKING CARD TYPE before sliding, because otherwise your sliding wont do jack shit.
Dont ask me where items are located at while Im ringing up someones purchases. I can only do so many things (four, to be exact: ring up items, make sure the items ring up correctly, smile and talk cordially to the customer, watch for shoplifters) at once, and I dont need your impatience screwing things up for me. Thats why we have numerous people on the sales floor.
Show a little restraint and dont run over small children and elderly people with your loaded shopping cart simply because I just opened my register lane. We all know that you just have to be first, but show some concern for others.
I do not spend my non-working hours walking around the store to memorize every single current sale, so when I ring up your items (the price of every scanned item is shown clearly to you on the register screen) and then total it, and then you pay for it, dont pitch a bitch because the toilet paper rung up at $1.49 instead of $1.19 and now you have to go to customer service to get the damn 20 cent difference. You should have told me about the damn sale in the first place.
Well, thats all I can think of… for now!
Thankfully I have off tomorrow. I picked up my paycheck yesterday: $117. Next weeks will be a bit higher. And the week afters will be a bit higher than that, since Ill have just about 30 hours on it. Id have more, except that Im not working this Sunday or next Saturday.
Maybe Im just asking for some black KKK type person to come to my house and firebomb me, but still… I feel the need to say this, and so it shall be said.
There was a post on nova about the word “nigger” and stuff…
Heres a few choice things Im quoting. First, the authors post:
I feel that when people saw the “N” word it directly offeneds me especially if u are white. Several of my friends have been called the “N” word, and just recenly one of my white friends said the “N” word. Though I knew she wasnt trying to be mean, and harmful, you just cant say things liek that! This is a word that too many people try to use and be cool. I dont feel white people should use the word, IF only for the fact that you dont know who could be listening, and you wouldnty want people thinking you were racist when you werent. The “N” word is VERY common in the black/urban language, but jus because you are associated and love the culture, doesnt mean you own owner ship to da big fat “N” WORD!
A reply I made:
I think its really hypocritical for black people to say that its okay for THEM to say nigger, but its NOT okay for other people (white, hispanic, asian, etc.) to say it…
In a way, its kind of like black people bitching that they dont want to be discriminated against… well, dont use the word then! Or, dont pitch a bitch when WE use it… after all, were all about equal rights and equal opportunity, right? In that case, if one person can say nigger, then they can ALL say nigger. Otherwise were not being fair or equal, and we wouldnt want that, now would we?
A reply to my reply:
I just dont get why some of you people dont understand this:
Why are black people allowed to call white people names about their skin color, and then if a white person calls a black person a name about their skin color, we all get shitted on?
And finally, my last reply to that:
Because, unfortunately, there are some black people out there who feel that having equal rights and equal opportunity isnt enough. It doesnt matter that it was their ANCESTORS (not them) that were discriminated against, and it doesnt matter that it was OUR ancestors (not us) were the ones doing the discriminating. They feel the need to take it a step further and claim things just for themselves. In reality, all that does is take racism and elevate it- just in different ways.
You can call me racist, hell, feel free to. It really doesnt bother me, because I know that Im not racist. I treat black people the same way I treat white people. I have white friends. I have black friends. I hate certain white people (for the person they are, not their skin color). I hate certain black people (for the person they are, not their color). Speaking my mind on an issue that I feel needs to be addressed does not make me racist.
Eh, so theres my two cents for tonight. Go say hi to Shi, Sierra, and Kristin. And of course, my daily favs: Tess, Miggs, Sarah, Sarah, and Nikki.
Our car might not be surviving after all. Its making this horrible clacking noise when its idling/running… from the sounds of it and location of it, Dan is really thinking that one of the pistons is misfiring, meaning the engine might be bad. If thats the case, a new engine would cost $400-$500, and like he said himself, it just would not be worth it…
Even though I got off the computer around 1am, Daniel and I were up until after 5am watching television. Then we finally went to sleep, and got up to go to our counseling appointment today… I dont really have too much to write about it. In fact, I havent been writing much about the pornography situation in my journal. I actually found a message board that I have been going to. I feel very comfortable there, and everyone there, both SAs (the sexually addicted ones) and SOs (the significant other of the addicted person) are very supportive of one another.
Im so glad we have our car back. I keep thinking how lucky we are to have it back and in (relatively) one piece. Well be going home to [private] next weekend- whoo hoo!
I just finished up the Kitty Exchange. Its a button rotation. Go join, please? 
Im going to bed, but first, a few plugs: scraped.org, floatingbutterfly.com, airkiss.nu.
Goodnight!
As the domain name suggests, my name is Jenn, and I own this blog. I'm 26 years old and married to my one true ♥, Daniel. And while I have two kids (Alyssa is five, and Ryan is three), you won't find "mommy" in my username or email address, nor does my blog revolve around them. I'm a mother, but most importantly I am me, with a passion for love, blogging, reading, and photography. I'm also a busy freelance writer, web designer & SEO goddess, and a blogger relations person for an adult toy company.
