Happy Monday, everyone!
This week, I only have to work four days! Thank you Abercrombie and Fitch for the comp day! I am going to spend it ice skating down town!
In last week's blog, I discussed what it was like working in the retail world during this time of year. I also talked about the fact that I have witnessed countless adults throwing temper tantrums in my store. I proposed to my readers, that if you witness one of these temper tantrums, you stand up for whoever it is that is having their day shit on.
This week, I was given that opportunity... twice.
Early in the week, I went to the tanning salon where I had a lengthy conversation with Kayla; the pleasant girl working at that time. Kayla told me about a customer that regularly gave her a difficult time. Though the tanning salon closes at 9pm on weeknights, and there is CLEARLY a sign posted that says the last tan is at 8:40pm, some idiot (the same idiot) shows up at 9pm and bangs on the door until Kayla lets her in to tan after hours.
Kayla doesn't get paid for the extra time that she stays at work, because she is only scheduled until 9. Yet, multiple times per week, this idiot shows up after close and demands that Kayla let her tan. Kayla is 17 years old and in high school. This middle aged woman has bullied her over and over again, and to be honest, it's juvenile and absurd. After I tanned, I sat down at the tanning salon until close. If this moron showed up, I was going to put her in her place. She didn't, and she was lucky. Kayla, I'll always have your back girl.
Fast forward to Friday night. I stepped out of the store to grab some food with one of my part timers. It was here that I witnessed a middle aged woman knock over her entire tray of food at Villa Pizza. She knocked over her drink which spilled onto the counter and floor, causing a chain reaction for her marinara sauce to also spill about the counter top. Do you know what she did? She picked up her plate of pizza and walked away. Initially, I thought that she maybe was going to look for a towel to clean up her mess with.
Nope.
I watched as she walked across the food court, found an empty table, and sat down to eat what she had salvaged from her meal. I asked the man working at the pizza place to please give me a wet towel so that I could clean up her mess. "You don't have to do that," he said. But, I insisted. After cleaning up her mess, I walked right over to the table where she was sitting. Now surrounded by three teenage girls I proclaimed to her, "Don't worry ma'am, I cleaned up the mess that you made over there." As she stared at me, dumbfounded, I told her to have a nice evening. If I really wanted to do her a favor, I would have taken the pizza away from her. To put it nicely, she didn't need it.
And last, but certainly not least, allow me to address the issue that continues to plague my life. There seems to be one idiot that won't leave me alone. It seems like someone's mother never told her "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." What her mother really should have told her was, "don't wake up in the morning and think up rumors to tell about people that have done nothing to you but help you." I digress.
After I spent a few hours feeling bad for myself regarding these straight up fallacies that this idiot spread about me, I took a second to remember everything that I stand for. At the end of the day, you can't please anyone but yourself. If other people want to make up lies, or talk badly about you, or be a moron in general, don't let it have any effect on your life. It's the best thing that you can do for yourself. I know who I am and the things that I stand for. The people that matter to me know who I am and what I stand for also. Really, nothing else matters.
With that being said, you my friend (just kidding) are the epitome of hell on earth. Not just to me, but to many.
Yesterday, I spent the early afternoon with Amy, Connie, and Theresa at Starbucks catching up on our week. I truly love each one of you ladies, and I'd like to let you know that you complete my Sundays.
Last night I went shopping for Christmas presents, not for myself or my family, but for less fortunate children. I have everything I could ever need in my life: happiness, health, and a life surrounded by great family and friends. I made a few purchases but my favorite was a glitter jump rope. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't contemplate getting a second one for myself. One little girl is about to be VERY happy.
By the time most of you read this, I am probably already elbow deep in Monday morning paperwork. At any rate, I hope you all have a fantastic week. God knows I will.
Here's to living your life for you,
Xoxo
