I am pretty sure it would not surprise anyone that the people that work at my grocery store know me. I go at least once a week. I shop at Food Lion which is never busy so I am thinking I am one of their best customers. It is not the fanciest place but the prices are good and the clerks are friendly except...
Lately I have been going to the store in the evening after work so that I don't have to take kids with me. I still know most of the employees, even the rude deli lady. Granted I am sure cutting ham and cheese is not the most fulfilling job but in this economy someone I am sure will take it. This particular lady has screwed my order up on more than one occasion (and I have never complained) and never responds as I say thank you. Well tonight as I suffer from exhaustion and am sick but still need to visit the store the nice deli lady told me she was closed. Well this sucks but okay I can make do. I finish shopping, head to the check out look at the clock to see that it is 8pm. I ask the clerk at the check out "what time does the deli close?" He says "8 pm".
Well isn't that nice. I did say I was done shopping and at the checkout by 8??
I have never complained that she is bitchy or that she screws up my order regularly but tonight she messed with the wrong customer. I complained to mangement. I even went as far as to tell him that now my kids had to eat the shitty processed cheese with the gross film you peel off since lazy deli bitch lied to me. I am pretty sure she won't mess with me again. Oh and btw she didn't even say she was closed nicely. Pretty sure this lady would be the waitress that wipes the mayo on the table.
Listen people.. I cut hair when I don't feel like it. My husband serves his customers even if the restaurant is ready to close. Jobs are hard to come by so don't be a jerk!
She will know it was me that complained and I will hold my head high as I order next time and I will make sure it is 7:55 pm. And maybe just for shits and giggles I will order in 1/4lb increments to make up my 3 lb order.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Dreams
I wake up everyday and do the same thing. I straighten up my messy home and attack my list of things to do. I also make myself a promise that I am going to stay organized and when I go to bed the dishes will be done and the house tidied up. I am not sure why i approach everyday this way instead of just realizing that there will be dishes in the sink and toys on the floor when I fall in the bed after a long day and only a partially completed to do list. In a perfect world everything is neat and in its place. I will achieve this goal when all my kids are grown and gone. Until then my basement and garage will remain hideously overflowing with useful and useless stuff.
The problem is that I need to accept that it is okay that I have messes and can't get through my daily lists. What I do have is a lot of little people and a few big ones that love me and make me smile (until 8pm when they all need to get out of my face.)
I guess it is okay to have dreams though... My dreams may be a little different than most though. I just want an orderly,spotlessly clean home. I want to wear a bikini again(not really.. just want to look like I can)I want my husband to lose his love handles but still love mine. (HA) but most of all I want happy kids.(OH I have that) So for shits and giggles.. I would most like to have an endless supply of money. This is why they call them dreams..
Sleep tight!!!
The problem is that I need to accept that it is okay that I have messes and can't get through my daily lists. What I do have is a lot of little people and a few big ones that love me and make me smile (until 8pm when they all need to get out of my face.)
I guess it is okay to have dreams though... My dreams may be a little different than most though. I just want an orderly,spotlessly clean home. I want to wear a bikini again(not really.. just want to look like I can)I want my husband to lose his love handles but still love mine. (HA) but most of all I want happy kids.(OH I have that) So for shits and giggles.. I would most like to have an endless supply of money. This is why they call them dreams..
Sleep tight!!!
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