bone in sub

saturday was a weird day at work (my weekend retail job) in that nothing weird happened – no idiots or jerks making a scene over the entire day. those kind of folks make the day interesting, but it’s still nice to have only agreeable people.

sunday was back to normal, though. an angry lesbian was buying some stuff with her girlfriend, and while her (nice, well-adjusted) girlfriend shopped, she freaked out because we were “still using those [plastic] bags!!!”. a couple minutes later, she called us from STILL INSIDE THE STORE to complain. then she asked for her things double bagged!

there’s a grumpy old guy who comes in almost every weekend to buy a certain type of pen. once or twice, a long time ago, a coworker accidentally told him we were out of them when we weren’t. since then, he has refused to deal with ANY of my coworkers and will only talk to me. it gets really funny/mean when i’m busy (doing my job) and i can’t talk to him. he’ll ignore anyone else who’s available to help him, interrupt whoever i’m talking to talking over them annoyingly, until i tell him i’m busy and that other person is free to help him. yesterday this happened as usual, but got even more ridiculous: my coworker took him to exactly where the pens are – we had a ton of them – but halfway there, he turns back to me and interrupts AGAIN with “excuse me! he doesn’t know where they are, can you come show me?” i look at the guy who was helping him, he’s standing there holding up one in each hand hilariously waving them. i am unnaturally entertained by this kind of thing.

this is the best cereal in the world, and the first time i bought it i ended up eating the whole box in one sitting: