Christmas has come and gone
I worked Christmas eve. and today, boxing day.
Christmas eve i made a point to wish everyone a merry Christmas.
today i spent my shift marking down items and re-arranging my store so it no longer looks warm and christmasy.
it feels cold and sad now.
it feels cold and sad now.
To those who follow my blog and recall, I had a post about an elderly couple who came in. The old lady talking about citrus peels, and the old man using such eloquent language.
To those who recall,
my manager told me on Christmas eve, after i had served them, that they are banned from the store.
Apparently the women once got angry because the ice cream she bought was frozen yogurt, and proceeded to dump it on the floor, smoosh it with her foot, soon after which a man slipped on it and broke something.
To those who recall,
my manager told me on Christmas eve, after i had served them, that they are banned from the store.
Apparently the women once got angry because the ice cream she bought was frozen yogurt, and proceeded to dump it on the floor, smoosh it with her foot, soon after which a man slipped on it and broke something.
I was saddened by this.
I got an iPod from my sister, who is BC finally
(another post will be dedicated to her adventures getting there)
and a camera from my mother.
However, my highlights were not those, although they are wonderful and extravagant.
My father, bought me a pair of earrings.
That in itself is odd enough, my father does not shop often, its mostly up to my mum.
These earrings ( i am wearing them now) are made of recycled metal, and look like little men wearing shorts.
My father knew exactly how much i would love them, for the green factor, and really, because they are so darn cute.
(another post will be dedicated to her adventures getting there)
and a camera from my mother.
However, my highlights were not those, although they are wonderful and extravagant.
My father, bought me a pair of earrings.
That in itself is odd enough, my father does not shop often, its mostly up to my mum.
These earrings ( i am wearing them now) are made of recycled metal, and look like little men wearing shorts.
My father knew exactly how much i would love them, for the green factor, and really, because they are so darn cute.
My sister, also bought me a tree.
Yes, a tree.
A Pomegranate tree.
It will grow in my room. It'll be 5 feet tall when its mature, and flower, then give me actual fruit.
How. Fucking. Cool.
Excuse my language.
Yes, a tree.
A Pomegranate tree.
It will grow in my room. It'll be 5 feet tall when its mature, and flower, then give me actual fruit.
How. Fucking. Cool.
Excuse my language.
I asked Steven a question today.
"A man walks into a bar, but it isn't a bar. What is it?"
Give me your answers. I'll post his and mine something before the end of the month
"A man walks into a bar, but it isn't a bar. What is it?"
Give me your answers. I'll post his and mine something before the end of the month
1 comments:
a lunch cafe.
awesome earrings!
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