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I worked at Barnes & Noble today where my manager, David, informed everyone very humorously and nicely that no one is to chew gum on the sales floor, whether we're opened or closed. He then said the reason of this is the fact that we're a brand new store but we currently have a huge wad of gum stuck in the carpet around the information center. He was really sweet and hilarious about it so no one felt bad.
I was feeling tired and I didn't want to go back to putting out books so I offered to get the gum out myself the best we can until David could buy Freon to freeze the gum off of the floor tomorrow. I spent about thirty minutes getting the gum out of the carpet with a box cutter and when David came up to see how I was doing he told me to somehow, like block off the area so no one would step in the gum and get what's left of it further imbedded into the carpet.
And thus I created my gum carpet CSI crime scene. I found a tiny box that our B&N discount cards came in and placed it on top of the area where the gum was after cutting out the top and bottom of the box so people could see what was left of the gum in the carpet. Then I put a little sign on it that read: "Chewing gum on the sales floor is a B&N crime so don't do it. This is the reason why." Then I had a little arrow pointing towards the criminal Bubblelicious stuck in our carpet. Ahh. I love doing weird things like that. It's really too much fun and it's part of why I adore retail.
Another random B&N story before I forget... we finally got our register areas set up in music/movies today and it's all pimped out and it looks like the fucking bridge in Star Trek. And we have this huge wall separating us from the rest of the store but there's this little black window thing in the register area where only associates can go and you can slide it up and down so the staff in music/movies can see directly onto the book sales floor but the great thing about this window is the fact that's actually hidden in the middle of a book section that customers can shop in. So all day we were messing with the window, pushing it up and freaking out the associates who were shelving the books in that section and didn't know that the window was there. At one point one of the associates knocked on our window, because our area is blocked off so only music/movies staff can go in there, and I pushed the window down and did the whole Wizard of Oz thing.
SALES ASSOCIATE: (Knocking on window.) We need to ask music a question!
ME: (Pushing window down then up abruptly.) There is no music here! No music here!
Ahhh. So much stupid fun I have at work.
But enough of that. You know what's coming. Yes, here is the thing that is greatest in the world when it comes to my livejournal postings, although she apparently doesn't thinks so, it's the...
CUTE MICHI MOMENT #3!
Hee. That was fun to write. Anyway, as those who read this crap know I'm posting again because my girlfriend asked me to. This is because I'm currently working four jobs and going to school fulltime which means she doesn't see me as much as she wants to. She asked me to post in my journal again because she wants to be able to read about my day when she can't see me and that she finds reading my postings online is a lot less "ree ree crazy" (her words) than staring at a picture of me and sighing longingly like she was a 16th century lesbian cliche. Again, her words. Although she did say that me writing online to her like I'm basically doing now is like a lame modern version of those flowery love letters people composed in Jane Austen novels and such. But my point is simply that she's the only reason I'm posting here because it was her request. Everyone else who reads this, I'm sorry, but you don't matter. I post for her. lol. You are nothing to me! rofl.
Now that I've had my obligatory asshole moment lets move onto the cute moment, shall we?
Today she called me in the middle of class after reading my entry last night and she informed me that I can't keep posting Cute Michi Moments because she can't read my livejournal if I'm talking about her in it. This might seem insane to some people but I totally thought something like this might happen. I mean, she can't call for takeout food because she can't talk to people she doesn't know on the phone.
If a telemarketer calls her she doesn't freeze up, she talks back but when it comes to her calling someone she doesn't know, like a random worker at Domino's to order a pizza, she freaks out to the point of hyperventilating. I've had moments with her where this has happened and I had to severely restrain myself from chasing her around with the cordless phone, waving it at her and yelling at her to order pizza. I bet you anything she'd flee in terror from me and the perspective phone call with a stranger.
I think the Cute Michi Moment is the best thing about this livejournal so I refuse to remove it. Plus everyone I know who reads this, which are few and far between, seem to love hearing about her insufferable level of cuteness. But since I only post for her and she's requesting I not write about her it would be nice if those of you who do enjoy her cute moments post a reply and tell her that. Haha... I'm doing feedback ransom now! lol. Not really because if you don't post a comment I'll keep writing her cute moments anyway but come on people! Just think about how she'll react to seeing not only ME but YOU writing about her in my livejournal comments section. Ahhh. I'm so evil to her but I love her so. She's too fucking cute not to love her.
MP3: http://s61.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=23Y3TB1U0M86O0VW8H4VZXRAOX
Boom! I Fucked Your Boyfriend by Salt-N-Pepa is my random mp3 because I just discovered it today and it's a remix of the song I linked yesterday, Boom Boom Boom by Paul Lekakis. It's just such a bitchy mean song and I love how blunt the lyrics are. "Oh yeah, silly bitch, I fucked your boyfriend. Boom! I fucked your boyfriend. Boom! I fucked your man. Boom! I fucked your boyfriend. He stuck it in."
And because of greatness that is Margaret Cho's stand up comedy I automatically find any form of the phrase, "Stick it in!" to be utterly hilarious.
I was feeling tired and I didn't want to go back to putting out books so I offered to get the gum out myself the best we can until David could buy Freon to freeze the gum off of the floor tomorrow. I spent about thirty minutes getting the gum out of the carpet with a box cutter and when David came up to see how I was doing he told me to somehow, like block off the area so no one would step in the gum and get what's left of it further imbedded into the carpet.
And thus I created my gum carpet CSI crime scene. I found a tiny box that our B&N discount cards came in and placed it on top of the area where the gum was after cutting out the top and bottom of the box so people could see what was left of the gum in the carpet. Then I put a little sign on it that read: "Chewing gum on the sales floor is a B&N crime so don't do it. This is the reason why." Then I had a little arrow pointing towards the criminal Bubblelicious stuck in our carpet. Ahh. I love doing weird things like that. It's really too much fun and it's part of why I adore retail.
Another random B&N story before I forget... we finally got our register areas set up in music/movies today and it's all pimped out and it looks like the fucking bridge in Star Trek. And we have this huge wall separating us from the rest of the store but there's this little black window thing in the register area where only associates can go and you can slide it up and down so the staff in music/movies can see directly onto the book sales floor but the great thing about this window is the fact that's actually hidden in the middle of a book section that customers can shop in. So all day we were messing with the window, pushing it up and freaking out the associates who were shelving the books in that section and didn't know that the window was there. At one point one of the associates knocked on our window, because our area is blocked off so only music/movies staff can go in there, and I pushed the window down and did the whole Wizard of Oz thing.
SALES ASSOCIATE: (Knocking on window.) We need to ask music a question!
ME: (Pushing window down then up abruptly.) There is no music here! No music here!
Ahhh. So much stupid fun I have at work.
But enough of that. You know what's coming. Yes, here is the thing that is greatest in the world when it comes to my livejournal postings, although she apparently doesn't thinks so, it's the...
CUTE MICHI MOMENT #3!
Hee. That was fun to write. Anyway, as those who read this crap know I'm posting again because my girlfriend asked me to. This is because I'm currently working four jobs and going to school fulltime which means she doesn't see me as much as she wants to. She asked me to post in my journal again because she wants to be able to read about my day when she can't see me and that she finds reading my postings online is a lot less "ree ree crazy" (her words) than staring at a picture of me and sighing longingly like she was a 16th century lesbian cliche. Again, her words. Although she did say that me writing online to her like I'm basically doing now is like a lame modern version of those flowery love letters people composed in Jane Austen novels and such. But my point is simply that she's the only reason I'm posting here because it was her request. Everyone else who reads this, I'm sorry, but you don't matter. I post for her. lol. You are nothing to me! rofl.
Now that I've had my obligatory asshole moment lets move onto the cute moment, shall we?
Today she called me in the middle of class after reading my entry last night and she informed me that I can't keep posting Cute Michi Moments because she can't read my livejournal if I'm talking about her in it. This might seem insane to some people but I totally thought something like this might happen. I mean, she can't call for takeout food because she can't talk to people she doesn't know on the phone.
If a telemarketer calls her she doesn't freeze up, she talks back but when it comes to her calling someone she doesn't know, like a random worker at Domino's to order a pizza, she freaks out to the point of hyperventilating. I've had moments with her where this has happened and I had to severely restrain myself from chasing her around with the cordless phone, waving it at her and yelling at her to order pizza. I bet you anything she'd flee in terror from me and the perspective phone call with a stranger.
I think the Cute Michi Moment is the best thing about this livejournal so I refuse to remove it. Plus everyone I know who reads this, which are few and far between, seem to love hearing about her insufferable level of cuteness. But since I only post for her and she's requesting I not write about her it would be nice if those of you who do enjoy her cute moments post a reply and tell her that. Haha... I'm doing feedback ransom now! lol. Not really because if you don't post a comment I'll keep writing her cute moments anyway but come on people! Just think about how she'll react to seeing not only ME but YOU writing about her in my livejournal comments section. Ahhh. I'm so evil to her but I love her so. She's too fucking cute not to love her.
MP3: http://s61.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=23Y3TB1U0M86O0VW8H4VZXRAOX
Boom! I Fucked Your Boyfriend by Salt-N-Pepa is my random mp3 because I just discovered it today and it's a remix of the song I linked yesterday, Boom Boom Boom by Paul Lekakis. It's just such a bitchy mean song and I love how blunt the lyrics are. "Oh yeah, silly bitch, I fucked your boyfriend. Boom! I fucked your boyfriend. Boom! I fucked your man. Boom! I fucked your boyfriend. He stuck it in."
And because of greatness that is Margaret Cho's stand up comedy I automatically find any form of the phrase, "Stick it in!" to be utterly hilarious.
you cannot remove the cute michi moments