So this lil tidbit of fun comes from my other job. At this establishment they are of the old school persuasion regarding piercings. Yeah they no likey. So I get to wear a fashionable band aid over my eyebrow piercing. I could just remove it for my shifts but that's a big hassle and a bit painful.
Now wearing said band aid fools no one, so I wonder whether it looks worse to wear the bandage or to just show the piercing. At any rate I do get sympathy from some customers who pass through my check out line, others just look at me funny, but that might not be because of the bandage, lol.
Tonight this little girl and her father came through my line. She must have been like 5, and kids that young are as blunt and honest as can be, so it was no shock to me when she turns to her Dad and asks, "why does she have that band aid on her head?" Half the check outs probably heard this question. I just smiled and looked at Dad wondering if he wanted me to field this question or if he was going to. The Dad replied that I had to hide something so that's why I was wearing it. Now I was waiting for the "why?" question but she seemed ok with that answer and let it go. Funny thing was they were buying 3 packages of different Band Aids. Go figure. Hers were cute ones though with Disney Princesses, Hanna Montana and Care Bears I think. Mine are "neutral" and boring cuz they have to be.
I told the girl that I liked her choice in Band Aids (though I could do w/o Hanna Montana but I wasn't going to tell her that). This must have impressed her cuz she then began to show me all of the Band Aids she was wearing, which were quite numerous. It reminded me of how I like to show off my tattoos. Maybe this is how it all starts. Today Band Aids, tomorrow Tats! It was really cute and it made me wonder if any of those Band Aids were actually covering wounds or if she was just putting them on to accessorize. I only had the one to show so she won the show and tell game. Luckily I didn't have a line so no one was getting bitchy at this lengthy show and tell. I think though that Dad had about had it. Perhaps it was Daddy/Daughter day and poor Dad was just worn out. I found it very touching and just too damn cute.
It was just a really cute experience and it stuck with me for the rest of my shift. It still makes me chuckle and smile. It was a highlight of an otherwise very boring shift.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
The Maiden Rides Again!
*still to be read with an English accent*
Welcome back to the land seemingly far far away. Our Maiden has had another adventure that she wishes to share with us. While she has learned many lessons from her last adventure (see "A Maiden, A Puddle and a Privy" -2008) it has not stopped her from having fun. Many nights of frivolity have transpired since her tragic episode, yet this one has been deemed worthy of sharing.
Our story begins with our Maiden receiving a scroll from her friend Johnny, a local Queen, informing her that there would be a Grand Ball at her Palace 2 evenings hence. How wondrous! A Grand Ball! Our Maiden was very excited to attend this gala event.
The Ball was fantastic! Many subjects from the land were there. Our Maiden even ran into her good friends Tony and Dan, a current HOT couple. The spirits flowed quite freely and there were trays upon trays of colorful Jell-O shots. Being a good girl our Maiden did not over do it, at first. Somehow she had agreed to play the "Sexy game" the court Jester, Cooper had started. Every time the Jester said the word "sexy" all those playing had to do a Jell-O shot. The Jester, that cheeky bastard was wasting no time in playing his game. There is after all always room for Jell-O. It wasn't long before all the players were quite tipsy including our Maiden.
While this game was very fun but also dangerous for our Maiden it is not all that happened. Just as the Ball was reaching full swing the local Constable comes to the Palace. A complaint had been reported and he was there to investigate. Well this sent everyone at the Ball into a frenzy. Some of the attendees were not quite old enough to be having spirits and others were in possession of a magical weed that was banned from the Kingdom. So when the Constable's carriage pulled up in front of the Palace, those who should not be seen attending the Ball were herded into a guest room to hide their presence. Our Maiden of course was not among those. She was more than of age to be partaking in spirits and she wasn't into magic weeds or herbs. Her friends Tony and Dan were among those hidden away. She told them not to worry, she would look out for them if it became necessary.
The Constable of course was not a nice man. There was something missing from his life which made him very unhappy and due to that he always made sure that no one could have any fun. Who could have complained? The Queen wondered. Everyone suspected that no one had, but the Sheriff had just been riding by and decided that there was too much fun going on at the Palace and had to put an end to it. He wanted to come inside but without a Warrant he could not cross the bridge into the Palace. Angered at the intelligence of the party he was hoping to bust he began to lecture. For what seemed like ages he scolded and threatened the Queen and all guests (our Maiden included). Finally after what seemed like an eon the big blowhard ran outta air and left. His parting words were, "if there's another complaint everyone here goes to jail" Good grief!
Once the Constable's carriage had gone down the lane our hidden party goers were let out of their hiding places. The band was struck up again and the party continued as if nothing had happened. The Queen, sadly was very upset, but the Jester and his Sexy game soon had our Queen laughing again. No way was the Constable going to ruin our fun.
The Constable was not seen again that night and before anyone knew it the time had come to end the Ball. Goodbyes were said and rides were arranged. Our Maiden having quit the Sexy game more than a candlemark ago and had switched to drinking water was able to take herself home. It had been a wonderful Ball despite the efforts of the Constable. While our Maiden would not get much sleep before starting her double shift day. She was very glad she had attended the Ball. For what's the point of working if you never get to have any fun?
Welcome back to the land seemingly far far away. Our Maiden has had another adventure that she wishes to share with us. While she has learned many lessons from her last adventure (see "A Maiden, A Puddle and a Privy" -2008) it has not stopped her from having fun. Many nights of frivolity have transpired since her tragic episode, yet this one has been deemed worthy of sharing.
Our story begins with our Maiden receiving a scroll from her friend Johnny, a local Queen, informing her that there would be a Grand Ball at her Palace 2 evenings hence. How wondrous! A Grand Ball! Our Maiden was very excited to attend this gala event.
The Ball was fantastic! Many subjects from the land were there. Our Maiden even ran into her good friends Tony and Dan, a current HOT couple. The spirits flowed quite freely and there were trays upon trays of colorful Jell-O shots. Being a good girl our Maiden did not over do it, at first. Somehow she had agreed to play the "Sexy game" the court Jester, Cooper had started. Every time the Jester said the word "sexy" all those playing had to do a Jell-O shot. The Jester, that cheeky bastard was wasting no time in playing his game. There is after all always room for Jell-O. It wasn't long before all the players were quite tipsy including our Maiden.
While this game was very fun but also dangerous for our Maiden it is not all that happened. Just as the Ball was reaching full swing the local Constable comes to the Palace. A complaint had been reported and he was there to investigate. Well this sent everyone at the Ball into a frenzy. Some of the attendees were not quite old enough to be having spirits and others were in possession of a magical weed that was banned from the Kingdom. So when the Constable's carriage pulled up in front of the Palace, those who should not be seen attending the Ball were herded into a guest room to hide their presence. Our Maiden of course was not among those. She was more than of age to be partaking in spirits and she wasn't into magic weeds or herbs. Her friends Tony and Dan were among those hidden away. She told them not to worry, she would look out for them if it became necessary.
The Constable of course was not a nice man. There was something missing from his life which made him very unhappy and due to that he always made sure that no one could have any fun. Who could have complained? The Queen wondered. Everyone suspected that no one had, but the Sheriff had just been riding by and decided that there was too much fun going on at the Palace and had to put an end to it. He wanted to come inside but without a Warrant he could not cross the bridge into the Palace. Angered at the intelligence of the party he was hoping to bust he began to lecture. For what seemed like ages he scolded and threatened the Queen and all guests (our Maiden included). Finally after what seemed like an eon the big blowhard ran outta air and left. His parting words were, "if there's another complaint everyone here goes to jail" Good grief!
Once the Constable's carriage had gone down the lane our hidden party goers were let out of their hiding places. The band was struck up again and the party continued as if nothing had happened. The Queen, sadly was very upset, but the Jester and his Sexy game soon had our Queen laughing again. No way was the Constable going to ruin our fun.
The Constable was not seen again that night and before anyone knew it the time had come to end the Ball. Goodbyes were said and rides were arranged. Our Maiden having quit the Sexy game more than a candlemark ago and had switched to drinking water was able to take herself home. It had been a wonderful Ball despite the efforts of the Constable. While our Maiden would not get much sleep before starting her double shift day. She was very glad she had attended the Ball. For what's the point of working if you never get to have any fun?
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Morbid yet Cathartic
Death Toll 2009:
I've suffered 6 losses thus far in 2009, and it's not even May yet. I hope this pattern does not continue or it's gonna be a very very long year. I'm already emotionally fragile as is.
Feb: Loss of Uncle
March: Loss of Grandmother & Childhood Pets-Nanook & Clyde
April: Zoo animals-Otto (Barn Cat) & Pippen (Parma Wallaby)
Granted these are not all people but pets and the animals under my care at the Zoo are just as special and important to me as any person. More so in some cases. Whether furry, feathered or human their losses all hurt.
I've suffered 6 losses thus far in 2009, and it's not even May yet. I hope this pattern does not continue or it's gonna be a very very long year. I'm already emotionally fragile as is.
Feb: Loss of Uncle
March: Loss of Grandmother & Childhood Pets-Nanook & Clyde
April: Zoo animals-Otto (Barn Cat) & Pippen (Parma Wallaby)
Granted these are not all people but pets and the animals under my care at the Zoo are just as special and important to me as any person. More so in some cases. Whether furry, feathered or human their losses all hurt.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Reality....Hi I don't think we've met
At some point yesterday Reality and myself parted ways. I do not remember just when it happened only that it did. It's been awhile since I've had a true mental breakdown, so I suppose I was due.
Yesterday was a very rough day for me. I lost 2 animals at work. While both losses were devastating and hard to deal with the loss of one in particular is most likely what sent me over the edge. Otto, beloved barn cat was a highlight of everyday at work. He was such a cool cat. Always a character. Losing him hurt. I miss him a LOT.
This morning was the first time since moving here just shy of a year ago, that I woke up thinking, "I SO do NOT want to go into work today" yet I did. I wanted to be a trooper and all that, but by the time I clocked in I regretted it. I was so Anti-work and Anti-Utica that I just wanted to scream. So at a lil past noon I told my boss that I was leaving. I just couldn't deal with the BS that day. So I left........... peace out.
I'm guessing a fellow Keeper saw me walking out or perhaps news travels fast cuz I was barely home when she called me asking if I was ok. I know I ranted to her for a good 5-10 mins but now I can't recall what I was ranting about. It's been a few hours since that call so I've processed and de-stressed a bit so I'm able to try and figure out how this happened.
Work frustrations along with other personal issues had been piling up a bit lately. So my best hypothesis is that the losses yesterday just broke me and magnified all the otherwise more minor annoyances into a system meltdown. A threshold had been breached and I just couldn't cope. I just had to get away. I'm not super thrilled about it. I usually try to deal with stuff before it gets this bad but, stuff just came at me hard and fast this time and it was too much.
I did learn today that grocery shopping when you're upset is just as dangerous if not more so than shopping when you're hungry. It was supposed to be a quick trip for a "few things". $50 later I now have lots of snacks and crap that I didn't really need but I suppose if I was ditching work in order to piece myself back together I can splurge on all the snacks I want. Just try and tell me otherwise, I dare you!
I have since found and reintroduced myself to Reality and we are currently working out the kinks in our relationship.
Yesterday was a very rough day for me. I lost 2 animals at work. While both losses were devastating and hard to deal with the loss of one in particular is most likely what sent me over the edge. Otto, beloved barn cat was a highlight of everyday at work. He was such a cool cat. Always a character. Losing him hurt. I miss him a LOT.
This morning was the first time since moving here just shy of a year ago, that I woke up thinking, "I SO do NOT want to go into work today" yet I did. I wanted to be a trooper and all that, but by the time I clocked in I regretted it. I was so Anti-work and Anti-Utica that I just wanted to scream. So at a lil past noon I told my boss that I was leaving. I just couldn't deal with the BS that day. So I left........... peace out.
I'm guessing a fellow Keeper saw me walking out or perhaps news travels fast cuz I was barely home when she called me asking if I was ok. I know I ranted to her for a good 5-10 mins but now I can't recall what I was ranting about. It's been a few hours since that call so I've processed and de-stressed a bit so I'm able to try and figure out how this happened.
Work frustrations along with other personal issues had been piling up a bit lately. So my best hypothesis is that the losses yesterday just broke me and magnified all the otherwise more minor annoyances into a system meltdown. A threshold had been breached and I just couldn't cope. I just had to get away. I'm not super thrilled about it. I usually try to deal with stuff before it gets this bad but, stuff just came at me hard and fast this time and it was too much.
I did learn today that grocery shopping when you're upset is just as dangerous if not more so than shopping when you're hungry. It was supposed to be a quick trip for a "few things". $50 later I now have lots of snacks and crap that I didn't really need but I suppose if I was ditching work in order to piece myself back together I can splurge on all the snacks I want. Just try and tell me otherwise, I dare you!
I have since found and reintroduced myself to Reality and we are currently working out the kinks in our relationship.
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