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Life is weird enough.

21 Jul

As some of you may know, I have worked in food service for over four and a half years now. It may not seem as a long time, and it probably isn’t when you are talking of other types of work. But, as anyone who has worked behind a counter serving the public knows, it doesn’t take long to become both jaded to the appalling levels of rudeness and entitlement displayed for your hapless benefit, and endlessly amazed at the new levels of idiocy and privilege every other day of work brings.

To whit,  shenanigans from this past weekend.

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If you’d rather not hear me wax poetic…

6 Jun

…about the new job, you may want to skip this note.

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And now, for something completely different: good news.

31 May

And it’s not just generic, run of the mill, bland good news–it’s AMAZING, FANTASTIC GOOD NEWS!

I got a new job!

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Because if I don’t share, I’ll explode: a Goldilocks story

4 Mar

Yesterday at work (not verbatim, but pretty damn close):

Customer to cashier: I want a capuccino.

Cashier: One cappucino.

Customer: With vanilla.

Cashier: Vanilla cappucino.

Customer: But not too much vanilla.

Cashier: Light vanilla…

Customer: No, i don’t want light vanilla, I want regular vanilla.

Cashier: Yes, ma’am, I meant “light” as in “not too much”…

Customer: But I don’t want too little either.

Cashier: …

Three minutes later:

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Pain makes me catty(er than usual)

30 Jan

I have a number of crowns, some of them pretty damned old, along the left upper side of my mouth, and I have managed to avoid the need for a root canal on any of them.

Up to now.

I’m pretty sure that one of the crowns cracked somewhere, all the way through what’s left of the root of that molar, and the pain has been non-stop for a couple of days.

It’s so fucking bad I could cry, and would if I thought that would do anything to diminish the pain.

I don’t know how I had managed to forget just how hideous toothache is.

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In a forum I belong to, a guy recommended a book most enthusiastically: “It’s so good I couldn’t put it down, I read it in three days!”

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Assorted weirdness

24 Sep

Updated 06/07/17: I have become aware that Ms Green is not only transphobic, but that she is currently dating a white supremacists/Nazi wannabe/’alt-right’ guy. So, while there is a lot of good information and sex positivity in her channel for cisgender individuals, her online presence as a whole, and her current behaviour, speak of deeply held prejudices. “Dime con quién andas, y te diré quién eres” (you can tell who people are, by the company they keep), after all. If you are gender fluid, you probably will want to avoid watching.

Last night I found Laci Green’s SEX+ youtube channel and indulged in an veritable orgy of watching. If you have kids, I STRONGLY recommend you spend a few hours watching, choose a few and ensure your teen watches them. I cannot stress enough how I wish someone had been both knowledgeable enough and frank enough with me during my teens, to tell me half the stuff she’s talking about.

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This morning I had an interview. It’s in-company, with the idea of finally moving on to a salary manager position. Was depressed once more at the fact that all the people in the corporate office I saw are these skinny blonde twentysomething women who haven’t worked facing the customers in their short privileged lives.

And yet, they are the ones making the decisions, God help me.

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To cheer myself up a bit, I stopped at my only remaining local romance friendly used book store, where I dropped $30 I cannot afford (hey, that’s nine books, sue me).

Unfortunately, the books! all mine! to read! glow was smothered by the conversation held loudly by the clerk (not the owner, thank you baby Jesus) and another regular customer.

Why, you may ask?

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Babysitting demanding, fickle strangers.

10 Jun

As some of you may know, I work in hospitality. It’s a food franchise and while I don’t ask people whether they’d like fries with that, I do spend an awful lot of my time apologizing to customers for things that are utterly out of my control.

Today Yesterday was already not going well¹ when a customer raised his voice at me, as I was trying to explain that he could use some of his rewards on what he was ordering, because we dare charge him for (item). “It’s a disgrace!” he ranted and stalked off, mid-order. He came back a minute later, started to bark at me some more, so I had to raise my voice to ask whether or not he wanted to use his (fucking) rewards on what he was, in fact, ordering.

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