After working all day from 6:30 am, this afternoon I took my brother Christmas shopping for some new clothes. He's in medical school, and he needs an ensemble that doesn't say "I live on ramen and beer." Being on the other end of the shopping experience is a real drag. As a sales clerk, I do my best to be fast, friendly, efficient, etc. I've also been doing the same thing day in and day out for the last six years, so I have a pretty good handle on the basic procedures. But today I was getting frustrated and impatient with the slow unsureness of my sales clerk. He was friendly, but he didn't seem to be very good at figuring out which coupons to use. Most customers would have been oblivious, but I know how it's supposed to work. Unfortunately, company policy won't let me ring up my own merchandise. It's a shame, because I could've given myself some pretty awesome discounts. I'd rather not go shopping at all. However, if I want to get the best bargains, I must utilize the employee discount. I managed to snag myself a sweater and some new pants while I was there. So at least everybody went home (mostly) happy. And now to get some rest so I can wake up and do it all over again...
...And honestly, I'm having a bit of trouble getting back into the swing of blogging. Throughout the day I think of all sorts of things I'd like to write about. A thought here, a quip there. But I don't write down my ideas; so when I sit down to type, my mind goes blank. I feel obligated to post something; but really, the holidays and our move have kept me so busy that I just haven't felt like it. So if I don't post anything else for a few more days, don't take it personally.
Night.
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