It's coming down, it's coming down

"Flames! Flames, on the sides of my face! Heaving breaths!"
--Mrs. White, Clue- as played by one Madeline Kahn

You've nowhere to hide

Somehow, I've managed to get along with most people. Over the past years, I've gotten to know several young ladies with whom I've had some very good chats. These happen to be the "Apt. 5" ladies. Two in particular I've had strong ties with as of late. I hear a lot of the ranting and raving and "people are idiots" convos. with them. Last night, one of these girls had to let some steam off. She had to speak her mind about a certain someone whom she really distastes. I know the other person too. Certainly my views and opinions have been affected. This happens to me every now and again from the apt. 5 girls. They are:

My fountain of information

A lot of what I hear comes from those two. There used to be a third from said apt. 5 but stuff happened and sadly enough, I don't think she exists anymore. I hear all kinds of indecency/badness of other people from said apt. 5. They haven't been so lucky with roommates and boys and whatnot. Talking with them has taught me to stand back and observe people. Often times I am not a big part of a group conversation. People will often times will talk more than I. It is during those times that I am vaguely paying attention to the concepts of the conversation but rather the details of what is said and why. I study the people. Their mannerisms and other details that go along with the conversation. This of course has sometimes led to over analyzation of some people. But if it's not over-analyzation it's over-trusting. Eh... We all got things to work on, and if we do, all will be alright. Please don't be jerks.

Looking Forward

"Stay away from that Mexican Honkey's rear end!!"
--Tamsen Miller

I need a buddy

Where?


I'm going home. At least for a couple of days. I've got siblings and nieces and nephews there. I haven't seen many of these people from months to years. It'll be good to get out. I got to talk to some of them last night. The drive is long, the trip is short lasted but I do believe that all will be worth it. And Mom suggests that i have a riding buddy. I need to make some phone calls.

Transition

I discovered as of late that I'm in some sort of transition mode. I need change. The reason being is that I've become complacent. I don't get out as much as I would like to. I'm not really satisfied with my social life. Hence, I'm forcing myself to take some chances and making new friends. I'm moving to a place with so far no one I know. Dangerous? 'Tis true. Do I care? -ish. That really depends from what angle you ask that last question. I want to go beyond my comfort zone. Maybe I'll write more. Maybe good or bad things will happen. I don't know. We'll see what happens. And I love you all.

Where am I moving to you ask? Just here:

You are quite attractive

"Be like a postage stamp. Stick to one thing until you get there"
--Josh Billings

Means to an end

I think this is a great story but I need to give some background of the inner workings of my job for understanding. So hence: Generally work isn't all that exciting. Like most jobs, there are a lot of things that have to be done in a certain order of events. When someone comes in to return an item or something we cashiers need what we call a "keyturn". This consists of us using the scanner to scan the barcode on the back of the manager's name badge. This happens all the time. So, over time we start using phrases like "Can I borrow your authority?" or "I need to scan you" and various other forms of the those questions and/or demands.

Storytime: One attractive female was returning an item without a receipt which requires an extra keyturn of an upper level manager [about level 40]. Amber came to my rescue to bag the merchandise that the attractive young female was also buying. I told Amber what was up and did my thing. After typing in a few numbers and pressing enter and tab in the necessary order it was time for me to get a keyturn from Amber. So I turn to Amber who is right behind me and I say, "Can I scan you?". Amber pulls out her badge and I scan. Whilst while we hear "Did you just ask if you could scan me?" Apparently said attractive female thought I was talking to her. Amber said the female was slightly taken aback and a bit giddy. We had to let her down. The whole happenstance was quite humorous. Good day indeed.

And why am I not allowed such appearances?

"Obviously, it makes it that much more difficult for the police when the crimes are reforted after the event."
--Det. Sgt. Doug Marshall [UK]

There's nothing wrong with down



So right now, my hair is getting to the rather lengthy stage. I believe it's already been stated that I have thick hair, that it only grows in an upward direction and that it can only be cut with a lawn mower and like jokes. Generally, my hair sticks out. Peoples get all crazy about the "fro". Me? I'm mostly lazy and I don't really do much of anything and hence it's always on the slightly messy side. That's how it goes.

So, I combed it down and parted it a couple of nights ago. I look quite different or so I've been told. I went over to see a friend who basically couldn't handle what I did. She pretty much said unto me that it needed to be fro'd out and tried to "fix" it. It really bothered her. Eh... Most of the time my hair is unable to be parted. I like to switch it up now and again. I see nothing wrong with that.

The one problem that I've had if the hair is combed down: my sideburns curl into my ear. And it tickles. I just think I need to get used to it. I'm okay with that for right now.

Congratulations!!!

"Don't tamper with that!"
--BCF customer

You're an instant target!!

No offense or anything, if you're angry, I and probably a lot more people are going to make fun of you. Let's get it straight, if you're angry, people are going to ridicule you. And I wouldn't be surprised if you do the same. Story:

There was this man a couple of days ago whom I told to wait a little bit longer to ring him up because there was another lady who had been waiting for much longer than he had at the time. To this he retorted "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to catch you at a bad time!" in a rather snappy voice. He apologized several times when I checked hime out. I wondered if I sounded angry and my supervisor said no. Eh... He said the above quote when I pointed to the little pay screen and tried to explain what needed to happen next. He didn't want me near the thing. He left me scratching my head in wonder when he had finally gone and paid. Almost immediately afterwards, at least two co-workers started quoting him in a mild manner of ridicule. That's when lightning struck my brain. People are humorous when they're angry. Part of them comes out and says and does some really weird stuff. And it becomes really funny sometimes.

Here's another example. There was this kid that hung around my group of friends for awhile in high school. On one occasion he was so enfuriated that he started talking in third person. We could hardly take hime seriously. There are certainly times when it takes every molecule possible to hold back your laughter. Of course we were also jerks in high school. But there are some people who, when angry, are just insant targets for ridicule. And many people will jump at the chance to make fun. And most of us aren't sorry. Too bad.

People don't read

At work I've discovered that there are a lot of people who don't read. Either that or they're so eager to sign anything that they're bound to sign their life away. The instructions on the touch pad are easy enought that if you stand back, wait and read their is no confusion. You always confirm the amount to pay before you sign. About 40% of my customers fail to read and start signing on that screen. It's pathetic. Oh, and even though it's printed on the receipt, close to no one reads the return policy. I'm sorry, you got jacked. Oh well.