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Dear headache,
Go away. I'm sure you've enjoyed your stay in my lovely thick skull, but now it's time to move on. Find someone else to cause pain. I shall cherish our times together. Just... not so much.
This means it's time for a haircut. I cannot afford new glasses yet, so we take the other obvious step: Hack off a foot of hair. Thus I have a plan for tomorrow. I know. You're just in suspense. Well, too bad.
Work this week has been work. Not too bad, not fantastical, just work. Was asked if we were excited about the new overnight manager and I didn't know what to say. I think she's nice, she's never done anything horrible to me when she's worked it before, but I don't know what the difference between her working it as a one-off night and Forever will be, y'know? What flies for a couple of nights does not necessarily fly for an entire week to be repeated every other week until she goes insane. Also, I really like the current pair of overnight managers we've got now. They each expect you to work, but they don't except you to work any harder than they do and they let a certain amount of goofing off go on. Very. Important. Especially in the non-tourist season.
Which reminds me. I hate summer at work. Hate. Oh, sure, I love the air conditioning. Don't think I don't enjoy every second of that ozone crushing, anti-green movement icy cold air. If you don't live in humidity prone areas you will NEVER understand the need. Well. Maybe deserts people do, too. I don't know. Never experienced this thing they call "dry heat" but I can tell you that the pea soup analogy is underselling the muggy air of Hell. Just thought I'd share that. But back to work. All water toys and ugly ass sandals and t-shirts and assorted CRAP. The only good thing, besides it being one step closer to my birthday, about all of this? Come the end of June, start of July, they put up school stuff and the sandals move back to the ass-end of the aisle again.
If you are Walgreens friendly: Earth Day, go to your Walgreens and tell them you had one of those little coupon things that let you get the employee discount but that you lost it, the cat ate it, it blew away, whatever. Unless, of course, you do have the discount card itself. Then, well, rock on. Because the only thing you need the card for is your Walgreens reusable shopping bag. Just make sure you go to cosmetics or photo for said discount. I'd have sent you one so this wouldn't be an exact lie, but um, yeah. You didn't ask though I did offer. :P So. I thought I'd share anyway. If your local store is like mine, they'll probably still have the coupons behind one of the registers or in the break room anyway. Also, if you don't mind the store brand [they offer a money back refund if you find out it sucks, and if you're going for tooth ache meds, trust me, they do suck], it's 20% off instead of just 15%.
Discount not applicable on: alcoholic beverages, dairy products, stamps, and cigarettes.
Plug because I know some of you actually do go to Walgreens and I figured why pay more if you don't have to?
God, I miss getting magazines at work. Really. Our magazines stopped in late January, early February. So every other night I go around and rearrange the old as dirt mags to see if I can con people into buying the old ones.
And it works surprisingly well. Except for Blender. No one wants that issue. I can't even get people to steal it. Which I'm not trying for but I'm tired of seeing it.
Impending doom for my wallet:
Widget's birthday
Mother's Day
parental anniversary [at the moment I'm leaning towards giving them money to see Star Trek]
Mumsy's birthday
Go away. I'm sure you've enjoyed your stay in my lovely thick skull, but now it's time to move on. Find someone else to cause pain. I shall cherish our times together. Just... not so much.
This means it's time for a haircut. I cannot afford new glasses yet, so we take the other obvious step: Hack off a foot of hair. Thus I have a plan for tomorrow. I know. You're just in suspense. Well, too bad.
Work this week has been work. Not too bad, not fantastical, just work. Was asked if we were excited about the new overnight manager and I didn't know what to say. I think she's nice, she's never done anything horrible to me when she's worked it before, but I don't know what the difference between her working it as a one-off night and Forever will be, y'know? What flies for a couple of nights does not necessarily fly for an entire week to be repeated every other week until she goes insane. Also, I really like the current pair of overnight managers we've got now. They each expect you to work, but they don't except you to work any harder than they do and they let a certain amount of goofing off go on. Very. Important. Especially in the non-tourist season.
Which reminds me. I hate summer at work. Hate. Oh, sure, I love the air conditioning. Don't think I don't enjoy every second of that ozone crushing, anti-green movement icy cold air. If you don't live in humidity prone areas you will NEVER understand the need. Well. Maybe deserts people do, too. I don't know. Never experienced this thing they call "dry heat" but I can tell you that the pea soup analogy is underselling the muggy air of Hell. Just thought I'd share that. But back to work. All water toys and ugly ass sandals and t-shirts and assorted CRAP. The only good thing, besides it being one step closer to my birthday, about all of this? Come the end of June, start of July, they put up school stuff and the sandals move back to the ass-end of the aisle again.
If you are Walgreens friendly: Earth Day, go to your Walgreens and tell them you had one of those little coupon things that let you get the employee discount but that you lost it, the cat ate it, it blew away, whatever. Unless, of course, you do have the discount card itself. Then, well, rock on. Because the only thing you need the card for is your Walgreens reusable shopping bag. Just make sure you go to cosmetics or photo for said discount. I'd have sent you one so this wouldn't be an exact lie, but um, yeah. You didn't ask though I did offer. :P So. I thought I'd share anyway. If your local store is like mine, they'll probably still have the coupons behind one of the registers or in the break room anyway. Also, if you don't mind the store brand [they offer a money back refund if you find out it sucks, and if you're going for tooth ache meds, trust me, they do suck], it's 20% off instead of just 15%.
Discount not applicable on: alcoholic beverages, dairy products, stamps, and cigarettes.
Plug because I know some of you actually do go to Walgreens and I figured why pay more if you don't have to?
God, I miss getting magazines at work. Really. Our magazines stopped in late January, early February. So every other night I go around and rearrange the old as dirt mags to see if I can con people into buying the old ones.
And it works surprisingly well. Except for Blender. No one wants that issue. I can't even get people to steal it. Which I'm not trying for but I'm tired of seeing it.
Impending doom for my wallet:
Widget's birthday
Mother's Day
parental anniversary [at the moment I'm leaning towards giving them money to see Star Trek]
Mumsy's birthday
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