You know, the stuff I talked about at the end of January.
I didn’t get my GPA up. Flunked another class, as a matter of fact. There’s always the fall semester, ASSuming I actually go back to Salem (The jury is still out on that matter).
We haven’t travelled yet. We’re going to the mountains for an overnight family thing, and I’m saving up my pennies for the beach. When I wrote that post, I was not expecting gasoline at $4/gal. The trip to the West Coast is tabled absolutely. My brother is not coming home anytime soon either. Mamaw offered to fly his family home for her birthday – she wants to meet his kids. He turned her down. Yes, I’m going to kick his ass when/if I do see him.
The debt snowflaking is progressing nicely. I eliminated my one department store card, and have started working on my one credit card.
I’m not moving anytime soon, Mama did give up her doublewide paradise idea, I still haven’t rolled my own DVR (the one we already own still works). I don’t think I’ll ever be satisfied with any of my theme ideas so I’ll stick with this one and quietly grr about it. The electronics graveyard is in two places instead of 20million, but I’m not going to ebay them. I’m waiting on the next e-waste recycling day.
My social life has improved a wee bit, and the puzzle is still in the box – having been joined by another equally cool puzzle still in the shrinkwrap.
Be kind to your Cashier today.
For those of you in the grocery store: We’re sorry you’re standing in line, but if there were anyone else available to run a register, they would BE running one. We know you’re tired and stressed and still have to COOK that cart full of stuff you just bought. No, scanning your discount card again isn’t going to help. Please have your ID in hand unless you’re obviously over 40. You may be a regular customer, but Thanksgiving and Christmas is all a blur and your case of beer isn’t worth getting fired over. When she grunts and groans over moving yet another turkey/ham/case of drinks, your smartass comments about going to the gym aren’t appreciated in any way shape or form. She’s moved the better part of a truckload of each – can you say you’ve moved 2000+ lbs an hour for 6-8 hours?
For those of you in the toy/department store: We know you’re tired and stressed, but it’s not like Christmas Season is a surprise. Stop whining about paying as much for the batteries as you did the toy. When you pick up the toy, write down the size of battery and stop by the dollar store next door. Or? Save your sanity and pick out something that doesn’t require batteries. It’s not the cashier’s fault your “Must Have” toy is sold out – you knew it was a “must have” back before Thanksgiving WHY didn’t you get it then??!!?? Stop stressing over whether or not the kids will like the cartload of stuff you’re picking up. The answer is “NO.”
They want to play in the box it came in.
Keep in mind that your cashier has been standing in front of that stupid boop boop boop reader for what seems like an eternity. She does not psychically know what the sales sign says, nor can she leave her post to go look at it. All she has to look at is the sales paper at her register – and if it’s an in-store deal that’s not ringing up properly it’s not HER fault. There is no Psychic Store Employees Network, just the store manager-on-duty.
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