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Can I get that in small bills, please?
I had a couple of questions for my boss yesterday, and after he answered them he told me to go home as soon as my Assistant came in--yay! I had Nyquil in me and was in bed by 7pm. (Unfortunately, Nyquil is not the name of a buff Brazilian pool boy, darn the luck!) My head is still clogged, but I'm less achy and my throat's not as sore. That's a good thing, since I've got a group coming to the theater at 9am this morning, and today's Halloween Costume day at work.
I don't have any pictures of this year's costume (yet) but here's a Ghost of Halloweens Past.
I'm still sick, and I can't sleep anymore. How can a stupid cold make a person feel so darned miserable? My work week starts today, of course. And I'm not really sick enough to "call in"--especially since I would have to call in to myself, and I require a doctor's note for an excused absence. I suppose I could fake myself a note, but then I would know it was fake and I would have to call myself on it.
This is a no-win situation, isn't it?
It's my day off, I have a cold, and I'm going back to bed. Somebody wake me if anything interesting happens....
I started the new Kay Scarpetta, Predator by Patricia Cornwell. It's very annoying. When someone such as myself (who has read every book in the series) cannot follow what's happening, it's hard to imagine anyone picking the book up cold being able to figure out who everyone is and what the heck they are doing. I'm not about to go spelunking for the last three or four books for refreshers on the 5 W's insofar as the characters are concerned. Authors who write series need to write the occasional "here's what happened before in case you've forgotten or have never read one of the series before" paragraphs. Folks who've just finished the last one can skip over those. Everyone else is hopelessly lost without them.
I think it's time I gave up on Cornwell.
I am really getting disheartened in humankind. Last night while I was upstairs turning on theater lights and turning off projectors, one of the customers stole one of our straw dispensers.
What is wrong with people?
One thing that really bugs me is when people steal. I don't understand how anyone can think it's acceptable to take something that belongs to someone else--even if that someone is your employer. Things have been going missing around the workplace--from the loose change we keep in the desk to the cleaners' boom box. Inventory has been short some candy every week for a couple of weeks now. The thing is, even though the stealing seems to have started only recently, we don't have any new employees. I've started counting the candy every night after we close, to see if I can narrow down the suspects, but so far it's been inconclusive.
I really wish we had cameras....
Things are getting evil at work. And by "evil" I mean "I really hate to go there anymore, especially on my day off just to watch a movie that will be out on video in a few weeks anyway." Tomorrow morning we have a group that rented one of the theaters coming for an 8am show! I have to let the organizers in at 6:30am. That means I have to get up shortly after my normal bed time. And stay there until they are done or my Assistant Manager comes in to open, whichever comes first. And then go back to close. I hope I get a nap in between...
I had a horrible workday yesterday--and it was my day off. It started with a phone call from our local Pepsi distributor informing me that the theater had been put on C.O.D. status due to non-payment issues. I forget why they have my home number--I think it was from a time when I had to let in a repairman or something. Then I went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and found a shut-off notice from the electric company shoved into the box office window. After Charlie, I decided to watch War of the Worlds, but when the people in the film started acting like Detroit after a Super Bowl win I decided it was time for a cigarette. That's when my Assistant Manager revealed that the closer had broken one of the glass walls on the popcorn machine while he was cleaning it.
I was so ticked off I left without finishing the movie.
At least I didn't kill the clerk who did it.
One of these days I'm going to just explode from all the unexpressed anger, annoyance and irritation. But first, I have to get the popper fixed...IF we still have electricity...
There are no enemies, just friends whose grievances we haven't yet accommodated.
I started to write something, but it hasn't matured yet. Once my thinking is a little more coherent on the subject I hope to go back to it. In the meantime... I look kind of funny with my auburn Princess Fiona wig and so-dark-brown-they-almost-look-black eyebrows...does anyone know of an inexpensive, temporary eyebrow dye-type thing? Any Masters of Disguise with helpful hints? Never having colored my hair, I have no clue....
It's Sunday, my long day at work, and I couldn't fall asleep until the birds starting their daily serenade. I hate that.
I want to blog, but I can't really think of anything I want to talk about. Except, of course, that I'm bored and restless. I either need a new job that provides a greater challenge than keeping my temper with annoying and/or rude customers, or a new and challenging hobby--something that will make me want to hop out of bed in the morning--er, afternoon. Of course , the problem with hobbies is that I get obsessive, buy all the required appurtenances, and then once I've mastered it I move on, leaving the detritus to gather dust in the attic with the dessicated remains of all my prior hobbies.
This is one reason why I have never chosen men as a hobby--I would certainly leave a trail of broken hearts in my wake (and probably a few stalkers, too). I keep a strong damper on my charm--at least, in person. There's something "safe" about flirting with fellow bloggers, since there seems little chance that they will take my flirtation seriously, so their hearts won't be broken when I find someone else to trade innuendos with.
Of course, the problem with keeping my incredible womanly power over the male of our species on a leash is that I've probably missed out on a few opportunities for some short-term fun. But I think that's a reasonable price to pay for the well-being of the men I encounter every day...
Wednesday. Oh, joy. Although, to be honest, 50¢ Day hasn't been as bad since school started.
I had planned on going to see either the remake of War of the Worlds or the Willie Wonka remake yesterday, but I took a nap instead. Doesn't it seem like everything from Hollywood is a remake these days?
Man, this is a lame post. Sorry....
Since the Halloween store was out of Dominatrix Barbie costumes, I decided to go Medieval--Princess Fiona (hey, I found a green velvet dress--what else could I do?). Now I just need an auburn wig with a long braid, and maybe a couple of broasted weed-rats on a stick... (Sorry, Victor!)
I am sad. Why? Because I have not gotten pingged. I should have been pingged when two of my fellow Munuvians recently made reference to posts of mine (here and here). Alas! Not a peep from the Ping Propagator! Not a Track came Back! I had to accidently discover on routine drop-ins that I am loved.
My Goodness! I could have the most popular blog in all the 'sphere, and I would never know it...
I have nothing against Christopher Columbus, except that in his honor the banks are closed today. I wish theaters would close in honor of Cecil B. DeMille.
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I had a day. It started with the theater's parking lot being closed until 3pm for a car show that no one bothered to warn us about. That was very irksome, since our customers had to park on the other side of the mall and hike over to us. Then it got weird: when I checked the register totals after the 5 o'clock shows, both cash registers had identical sales totals. In the three years I've been working there, I have never seen that before. The odds of that happening have to be astronomical, so it was kind of cool. But when I checked the sales after the 7 o'clock set, both registers had identical amounts again!
Now, that's just creepy. Thank God they had different totals at closing time, or I would've been arranging for an exorcism....
So, this year, should I dress up for Halloween as a witch or a gypsy?
Well, after a little brainstorming (and a hint from my sister-in-law) I ordered my brother the 25th anniversary version of The Blues Brothers DVD for his birthday. I also got one of my sisters a "memory tumbler" from Starbucks and put this picture in it (that's her little darling).
For my other October birthday sister I ordered some daffodil and tulips bulbs from Dutch Gardens. (Yeah, it's a little late to be ordering bulbs when it's almost time to be planting them, but the way the weather has been lately it'll probably be fine as long as she gets them before Thanksgiving!). I could have gone to Lowe's or somewhere and grabbed some cheap bulbs off a shelf to make sure she gets them on time, but it's worth the wait to get the quality bulbs. Although I haven't gardened seriously in a decade, I must have planted hundreds of tulips, daffodils, gladioli and lilies over the years, and Dutch Gardens are the best to be found.
I'm getting frustrated with the Neopets mystery--there've been no new clues in a week, and I'm about ready to give up.
Have I mentioned that I need a vacation?
So I found this quiz at Pixy's, but folks---a frog???? Cute???? Please.....
I think I'll also put this in the sidebar...
Well, I'm still obsessing with this Neopets puzzle. I've been doodling numbers and shapes at work. Sigh. There's nowhere on the site that I can enter ten digits (except Keno, but it doesn't accept zeros), and if the numbers are coordinates, I have no clue where to find the map they reference.
So I'm playing Neopets and there's a "plot" that we have to solve. However, some of the clues are either really obscure or just red herrings. Anyway, no one has been able to figure out these "clues":
Wow! The repository was buried under 104,034 handfuls of sand!
The scroll repository has had 4,330 blocks removed!
Any of my readers notice anything particularly useful about those numbers?
Man, the older I get, the faster the year goes by. Not only is Halloween just around the corner, but I have two siblings with birthdays in 12 days and another one with a birthday 11 days after that! My parents must have been snowed-in in January a lot...
I have no clue what to get them for birthday presents. Yes, I have known them all 40-some years, but all three make a lot more money that I do, and so can buy pretty much anything they want. Sigh. I can't even buy my brother a tie, since he works in a factory-type setting and wears polo shirts to work. One year I got him a Simpson's chess set. I wonder if he needs a new wallet...