Mr. Pen!

Aaaah Al! I loved it so much I just had to post it!

The following is an excerpt from an ecard I got for my birthday, written in the timeless fashion of our old dear friend, Mr. Pen.

Your eyes sparkle like the ends of two tacks
Your nose reminds me of my dearest Gandalf
And your lips carress your face like two moldy twizzlers.

Thank you, I love you too =D

The Big 1-9

*Happy Birthday to meeeeee *

That's right everyone, March 23 is as you know, my birthday. I had a whirlwind of a day, my entire family came out, both sets of grandparents included! My mom took me on a shopping spree at Ricki's (not that I needed one lol seeing as my present from Rob was a shopping spree at Walmart) and then dad treated everyone, yes everyone, to supper at Gullivers. And they got the waiters to sing for me. I could feel my face turn beet red!! And then back to our place to open presents-aka cards with money from my grandparents, and a board game from Tina and Cody that I've wanted for years. And they remade it, so its really cool. And Rob has tomorrow off as well, and I don't have to work till 1:30, so it's all good. =) And just so you know, late birthday ecards are just as good. Love you all!

-The Birthday Girl

Um?

Yeah, I'm tempted to take the easy way out and do another "My feet hurt." post, but I do have the energy for more than a one line post this time. But my feet do hurt.
So what to post about? I had an interview at Futureshop lined up for friday, but unfortunately the dude that they'd scheduled to do it had something come up, and the other girl they get to do interviews worked friday and saturday, same days and hours as me. So they're going to call first thing monday morning to reschedule. Still havn't heard anything from Value Village, but I guess thats for the best since I've decided to go with Futureshop anyways. Most probably better pay, and all I have to do is sell,sell,sell. As opposed to a San-Fran-like mix of selling and labor like reshelving items etc. At Futureshop, apparently that's a whole nother department. I know what you're thinking..nother isnt a word. Bite me.
So yeah, I almost killed Colleen today. She was (being her weird self) bugging Linsey and I about liking chicken, saying stuff like just agree Sarah, you like chicken. Weirded out, I agreed. I guess she got that I didn't understand, so she explained she was referring to how we liked the "funky chicken". How was I supposed to take that? I, in my innocent little mind, thought she meant the dance, also called the funky chicken. Which made me think of that time in California I did the macarana and funky chicken etc in front of an entire campground. So once that all flashed through my mind, I replied to Colleen, "Don't even get me started. I once did the funky chicken in front of an entire campground." Well! Colleen and Linsey started HOWLING with laughter, scared some customers I'm sure, and it took them well over 5 minutes (i kid you not) to be able to breathe enough to explain the joke. So for the rest of the day they called me chicken, and would say stuff to eachother (with me in earshop) like, Hey Colleen, what are you having for supper? ...chicken? etc etc etc. What a day.
I'll never say chicken in their presence again.

Wanna RENT a manager?

Yes, there is a reason for that odd title. Firstly, Rob and I just finished watching Rent, and I totally and completely bawled my eyes out. Man, it's been a while since I've done that. Felt quite silly afterwards. Secondly, now that Ellen, the new manager, is feeling completely at home, she's slacking off now. Sad to say she's not the bomb that I thought she was when she first came. Two days in a row she ditched me after half a shift- I had to work both 8 hour shifts all by myself! NOT cool--and also very not allowed. She appologised at the staff meeting today, but that doesn't change the fact that she did it all the same. She claimed she had the flu-but I believe they call that kind of flu a "hangover". Yeah. So in conclusion, anyone want my job? I'm starting to apply elsewhere now because it's just too much..err..not enough? Not enough hours, no raise STILL so not enough pay. Growl. I hope Colleen doesn't murder me in my sleep once she finds out I'm leaving..because I eventually will. Poor dear. lol over and out

Myyyyyy Life

Nothing new. Sorry folks.