i can't remember the last time i actually had holidays. the last time i actually didn't have to get up and look after someone, or put on that stupidstore uniform, and paste a smile on my face (ok so the smile is just a natural thing 'cause i'm actually a pretty easy-going, happy-go-lucky kinda gal!) and go to work.
|an open invitation|
clearly, the back of my uniform is an invitation for some of the most ridiculous questions anyone can think of. and because it has been well over a year since my last holiday (which, when i think about it really wasn't a holiday at all ~ damn open-heart surgery!) i am in dire need of some "me time"!
last night at work, while wearing this awesome, loud, red piece of clothing, i actually had a person come up and ask "do you work here?" as i was standing at the Self Scan desk, assisting a customer "self scan" their order (read sarcasm). yes, they really did! and the scary part is that that is not the first time someone has asked me that. i usually just smile, and say "yes, can i help you with something?"
but if you lived inside my head these days, what you might have heard me say would have sounded more like
"no, but i saw this girl in the parking lot walking to her car and i thought to myself 'i really like that vest' so i just went over, knocked her down, grabbed the vest, and now i'm here just waiting to answer your questions" with a big goofy smile on my face!
or sometimes, when someone walks over and says "can i ask you a question?" i so want to say "NO" and just look the other way. i know this may seem a little harsh, and really i would never do those things, but seriously? some day i'm going to write a book. a compilation of stories and humorous tales told by cashiers from all over the country. all i need is a cartoonist to do the pictures for me.
i think perhaps it's time for a holiday, don't you?