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3:41 a.m. ~ 2003-11-15
if i want the whole hour, she said she would give me a discount i always get the crazy worked up member of the day. im like a looney tune magnet. the theme song quietly plays in the backround as one of these people approach the customer service desk where i work. if there is a member yelling, look in my direction and think creatively. ive heard it all, im rarely phased by it. elderly ladies yelling, husbands who lost the receipt and their wife is going to *so* pissed, homeless guy wants a refund on something he found in the parking lot, etc. today, i got a real life psychic, for real. she did kinda creep me out though. the woman and her husband came to the desk for a signup and while she is filling out the form she nonchalantly points to the refunds clerk and asks if she is having trouble with her car. or if somebody is bothering her about her car. the employee did in fact buy a new car last week and the salesperson promised her one deal and wrote out another, causing my friend much distress. and her stepson was already begging to use the new car for a security job. n-o. she explained what she did, by then joanne was listening and calling our friend over to listen. then the psychic lady asked who was having stomach trouble. i had just turned down henry's offer for half a sandwich because my stomach had been uneasy all day. she talked to joanne while i finished her signup and as she was leaving the woman told me to be careful about who i tell my business to. to watch out if i was telling alot of people about my personal life. i guess thats you guys. hmph. nah, no sequined scarf wearing lady in a hawaiian shirt is shutting me down. joanne immediately dismissed her as a faker, even though she did put her bag in her locker instead of in her desk because the lady warned her to be careful if she had a brown handbag, somebody had their eye on it. joanne does in fact have a light brown knitted bag. everybodys gotta make a living you know. the rest of the day was pretty dead so candace and i spent the time looking up famous people and pseudonyms. i really do work hard...usually. jeff asked if he could come over after i got out of work because he had to be at work at 4am and there was no way he could sleep at his house with his sisters having their girls night. so i made dinner, got out blankets and we watched comedy central until he fell asleep, and then i did. he just left and will be getting out of work by the time im clocking in. ill see him tomorrow (well really, tonight) at a friends house party. his parents drove to vegas so time is on our side. he is famous (infamous, really) for making a special punch, shit effs you up. i could use a little of that in my life right now.
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