Fri, Jan. 12th, 2007, 07:31 pm
I'm going to be celebrating my birthday on Jan. 20, Saturday, at McVeigh's Irish pub on the corner of Church and Richmond. If you will be in T
First of all, tell me why I'm watching the movie Arachniphobia when I'm teriffied of spiders? Stupid, Ainslie, very stupid.
I just found out Helena Bonham Carter is going to be in the newest Harry Potter movie. When I heard that I figured she must be playing Tonks. I love Helena and I love Tonks. Not to mention Helena can play nutty as well as anyone.
But to my surprise, she's not playing Tonks, she playing Bellatrix Lestrange. GAH!!!! It's not at all what I thought Bellatrix would look like. I hope they do a good job with the make-up.
Either way, having Helena in this movie can only make it that much better.
Can't wait for summer 2007!
Customer: Do you have Slipcover?
Me: No I'm sorry we don't.
C: Why not?
M: Ummm, because we sell the fabric to make slipcovers or re-cover your furniture. We make start carrying them eventually, but not now.
C: (picking up a Duvet cover) You just said you don't have slip covers! What do you call this?
M: Ummm, a duvet cover?
C: What's the difference?
M: This covers a duvet...
C: Well, this is what I want. Do you have anymore?
M: No that's the only style.
M: Ummm, it's the only one we've been sent. We will probably get more in in the next few months, but I can't be sure.
C: Do you have blue?
M: No, just that one.
C: Will you get blue?
M: I really don't know.
C: Okay, I'll take this one.
M: (Relieved this conversation is almost over) Great I'll ring you up at the cash.
C: (After paying) If this doesn't fit my sofa can I bring it back?
M: (Wanting to scream) This is a DUVET cover, not a SLIPCOVER. It will not cover your couch.
C: Well, you told me it was for my furniture! I don't want it if it's not for my couch.
M: FUCK OFF AND DIE BITCH!!!!!!
That is a true story. Except for the last line. I hate people, but at least I got a good laugh out of it with my manager who was watching me the entire time trying to keep from laughing so hard that tears were running down her cheeks.
People suck. More stories to follow.
Sat, Jul. 1st, 2006, 11:34 pm
I just realized how long it's been since I've updated. Eek. Well, who missed me?
Let's see. What's happened to me in the last few months...
I don't work at Famous PEOPLE Players anymore. I am now working at BouClair. Never heard of it? Most people haven't.
I think I will use this journal to make people realize how very insane the mall I work at is. It is truly bizarre. People shop there who cannot speak a word of English. Not. One. Word.
The other day, one woman decided that I was rude and "mean" because I did not know the Hungarian word for chair. She kept making a squating motion and saying something to the effect of "fudo".
In the same day, when I asked a woman for her phone number, she gave it to me in Spanish.
Jesus! People are crazy.
But at least I get a few good laughs out of it.
Thu, May. 11th, 2006, 11:50 pm
My mom and me and another Caper were talking about White-Washed Maratimers last weekend. Most of you don't know what that is, Sara you should. It's a person from the east who goes away, usuall Ontario, then visits home or moves back or whatever, and all they can say is how much better everything is in Toronto or Calgary or Vancouver, or Finland, or wherever. It's the worst possible thing to be, white-washed. If it's so shit here, go back to where you came from!!! I agree that there are many things here that are better that home, but it's just obnoxious to go around complaining about it.
I was going through Cheryl's pictures on her My Space and seeing people I haven't spoken to in a long time. I was wishing I could have been there. I started thing how I would probably never see those people again. It almost made me sad befor I realized, I don't care about those people! They aren't my friends, most never were or even if they were, we weren't close enough for me to miss them before I saw them drinking at a house party I wasn't at.
It got me thinking. I love things about Cape Breton. I love many of the friends I made there. My mom is there, good chinese food and pizza is there, my hairdresser, but I really don't miss it. It will always be "home" for me but I don't want to go back. Sure it may be easier. Live with my mother, be a teacher, get drunk every weekend, wind up pregnant by some guy I don't even really like. It's the security thing. I miss the security. Here I can go months without seeing some of my closest friends and it sucks but it's because there are so many people and they all have lives. Sometimes it makes me insecure because I'm not use to it. Like Meryl moving to Vancouver freaks me out because I know that even though I'm going to miss her, I probably won't even notice for a while, no offence hun. Things are so spread out here it makes me feel invisible sometime, but I think I like that. I like the idea that I could dissapear for a month and when I got back everything would be the same.
Blah. My head is all over the place and people have probably stopped reading by now. Mumble mumble.
Just needed to get that off my chest. I'm too bored lately. Too much time to think with out a job.
Someone save me from myself. We'll all go listen to crazy Irish music and get hit on my strange window washers. That would never happen in Cape Breton.
I don't think we have window washers.
So my compter still doesn't work. It sucks and I want to throw it out the window. I need to call Dell and get a tech to fix it but the thought of spending several more hours on the phone to some guy in India just doesn't appeal to me very much.
I'm on my cousin's computer right now because he's gone out to a rave or something all night and I think he felt bad for me so he said I could use his room. He tried to fix my computer but even he, the computer geek that he is, got pissed and almost bashed it in with a hammer. Thankfully, he didn't have a hammer and it is still, technically, in one peice.
I bought a new mattress. That is the best thing that has happened to me in weeks and I don't even get it till next weekend but at least I'll finally be able to get a full night's sleep without the squeeking of my own bed waking me up.
I was hoping to go out and do something this weekend, knowing that I won't want to leave the new bed at all next week, but I got lazy and honestly couldn't think of anything to do anyway. To be completly honest, I don't think I'll be able to relax and enjoy myself until Wednesday when my mom gets her test results back. Then it's a matter of what the results say. We're more optimistic that when I posted last, but it's still an incredably stressful situation and I wish I was home. I talked to Cheryl for about an hour a few days ago and I felt better right away. Then I talked to Virginia and she didn't seem too interested. I know it's hard for her to deal with that kind of stuff, but hell, we're best friends and I would have appreciated a bit more support. I think mom's more excited about seeing Sara when she's home then she was of seeing Virginia at Christmas. She know's Gin's not good for me and she feels an odd protectivness over Sara.
When it comes to my friends, there are a few my mom always asks about and gets excited about. That's Cheryl, Sara and Amanda. She worries about Virginia but worries more about what our friendship does to me, which is mostly nothing good. I'll never stop loving her but it gets harder all the time.
Anyway, I'm not sure if I'm writing beacuse I have something to say or beacuse I so miss the idea of internet on my own time. It's just not the same at work. Hopefully I'll have my computer back again soon and then I'll probably forget to update people again.
Off for now, hopefully not for long.
I had a shitty weekend. I'm writing this at work because I'm bored and I don't care. I feel like crap and I want to go home. My tooth got pulled out Saturday. That was the best thing that happened. My hard drive got fried somehow so I don't have a computer, hence the writing this at work. Plus I got really really really bad news from home. Ever notice the more you try not to think about something the more you think about it? Anyway, it sucks and I hate it and all I want to do is talk to virginia about it ad I can't get ahold of her. Sara, when you go home, please go see mom? I want to myself, but I can't so would you? It's the same phone number and she's living at the cabot house apartments. Right near you. It would make me feel better.
Anyway, shitty weekend, bad headach, wanna go home, miss my mom and my best friend.
I need booze.
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006, 10:08 pm
So, a friend of the family's husband passed away. I wasn't close with him but his wife, Carol Ann was like a second mother to me when I was young. She was there when my dad died, all that.
Well, you know where it says "In lue of flower give to..." such and such a charity? Well, her's was give the gift of life, so I want to donate blood in his memory. They send a card and stuff.
So, the thing is, the last time I gave blood it was very painful and this time, well, I can't do it alone. I really need someone, or several people, to donate with me.
I know this is a big favour, but it's for a good cause and it's something people should do anyway, right?
So let me know if anyone is interested in coming with me. Bring friends too! We'll set up a time that's good for everyone that wants to come. It'll be like a party! We'll get cookies and juice!
Come on everyone! LJ friends! I need you!