Writer's Wing

If you will allow me any of my own wants, emotions, beliefs or actions, then you open yourself, so that some day these ways of mine might not seem so wrong. To put up with me is the first step to understanding me. Not that you embrace my ways as right for you, but that you are no longer irritated or disappointed with me for my seeming waywardness. -from the introduction of "Please Understand Me"

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Topics from a hat....er, pocket.

This is either going to be a very short entry or a very long entry. either way, it will be a very random entry. see, whenever i'm at work, i think of things and i tell myself 'oh, i can talk about that on my blog.' then, a few hours or days or weeks later, i'm sitting in front of a computer and i'm thinking 'i know there was something i was going to talk about...' and i hardly ever remember what it was. so, i came up with a solution. whenever we sign on or off of our register at work, and we have to sign off and on again during long periods of no customers, it prints a tiny slip of paper with the time and other random numbers on it. these slips of paper are annoying, but my idea was to jot down all my 'blog thoughts' on these little slips of paper, so i don't forget them later. it's like drawing topics out of a hat, really, is what it feels like (see, its already working- i have 'topic out of the hat' written on a little slip of paper).

My line of famous celebrities continues to grow. This time, it was...well, i didn't really figure it out. i knew i'd seen someone who looked a lot like him on television or in a movie, but i couldn't figure it out. regardless, he was there. Also at work today, we were running out of register tape. for those of you who are unaware, register tape is the paper we print receipts on. i think i might have gotten the last complete roll (oh no, that was annie, she got one that had been stuck up with the front office. anyway, thats beside the point.). The point is, there were no more rolls of tape. Someone ran out, so they stole the tape out of register 7, because we weren't using that one. later, cory had to do a pickup on register 7, which involves printing out a piece of paper that says how much money is in the till (this papers only about an inch or two long, mind). but since we were out of register tape, and 7's had been taken, he had to take the tape out of my register, put it in 7, print the piece of paper, and put the tape back in my register. it was so pathetic it was funny. during that time i got a customer, too, but i couldn't do anything till i got my tape back. Also extremely funny was when Katie ran smack dab into the automatic door. i saw it out of the corner of my eye, but i didn't comprehend it until everyone was completely cracking up laughing. It was like one of those windex commercials, with the crows.

I might write more later, but house is on, so bye for now.


Put your rainbows wherever makes you happy.

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