Polite 2 year Old

During my nine hour shift at Old Navy tonight I was helping at the tills while we were busy. I said out loud, "I can help the next person in line!" and waited for the next customer. I get so many different genres of people that somehow they all blur together. Every once in a while I happen across one that sticks out. As I waited for the next person in line I stifle a yawn and check the clock counting down the minutes till my next break.
A mother walks up with a little boy sitting in the cart. He hands his water guns to me and says, "Here you go." I smile and say "Why thank you!" He smiles at me and exclaims, "You're welcome!" I ring up the water guns and put them in a little bag and hand them back to the little boy. I started to ring up the woman's clothing when he said "Thank you! Thank you!" I looked at him and said "You are very welcome."
He just couldn't stop saying thank you. It made me laugh. Then he says, "Hey you look like Maddy. Mom she looks like Maddy. Hey you look like Maddy." I finished ringing up the woman and say goodbye to this very polite two year old boy. He waved and said "bye bye!"
It's moments like that where I am glad to be at work. :)

There's a point to where it's just too much!

Have you ever seen someone that has just had too much plastic surgery??? We all know Michael Jackson did. Then there are the occasional bad nose jobs and then we have our boob jobs that look like one is bigger than the other (that one makes me laugh). What I don't get is that How can someone not appreciate what God gave them? I mean come on! I have a muffin top and a flat ass! But am I going to spend thousands upon thousands of dollars to stick the fat from my middle to my but to at least give me one (that is a good idea actually)! :) Today I saw a woman who was super thin. Probably a double zero. Now I don't know if she went as far as liposuction but she had a baby less than a year so it's quite possible. Her face was a different story though. You could clearly see that she had that one too many face lifts to where it was a train wreck. When she came into the store, I said "Hi" and asked if there was anything I could help her find. She said something, but I was too mesmerized with her face that I didn't catch what she said. I just said "Okay" and walked away. I just had to run and tell my co-worker about it.
I couldn't even tell what shape of a face she had! and it was sunken in! Like a train wreck , I just couldn't look away. How could someone dislike themselves to the point where they want to distort it to the point where people can't take them seriously?!
Flaunt what God gave you! Really people You look like yourself for a reason. The only option to even get face surgery is if you were horribly mangled in a car accident and have no face. It's the skinny people you have to worry about I guess.

Damn Customer service!

I must say I do enjoy my job but there are a few things about it that make you want to shoot yourself at the end of the day. Today I didn't want to shoot myself, but at least threaten to do so.
First of all I had to work the morning shift which isn't fun in the first place. It surprises me that women go shopping at 9 am. Do they have nothing else to do???
So I'm told I have to give amazing customer service today so I nod and go to the fitting room to clean up the mess the closers left me the night before. As I'm taking clothes back onto the floor I ask a lady if she's finding everything okay. She turns around with this dirty look on her face as if I'm the most evil person on the planet. "NO I am not OKAY! I'm looking for a pair of longer shorts that don't cost a fortune!"
In my head I am regretting I spoke to this woman, but I smile and say there are some shorts that just went on clearance. "What's your size and I'll go get them from the back." I go to the back room and find the right ones. They are too high to reach though so I get a 6 foot ladder and move it over. I climb up to the top and get a few different colors for her to try on. On my way down from the ladder my flip flop gets caught on a step and I start falling down, quickly I catch myself a step from the floor bruising my hand as I do so.
I storm out of the back room to take this lady her shorts that don't "cost a fortune". I walk up to the front of the store not able to find her anywhere. I look outside and she's walking to her car!
I storm back into the fitting room and throw the shorts onto a rolling rack and bite back a few choice words I would have loved to say to this lady.
The things I do for people for 8 dollars an hour! You Old Navy shoppers should be great full!!

Life as we know it!

Well Life loves to deal us some colorful hands. Sometimes They aren't the most kind, other times they are the most wonderful hands ever! I would have to say I have had my share of ugly cards. Right now I love the cards in my hand. Sure they may not be perfect, but when are they? Right now I have a decent job and a man that loves me and wants to be with me forever. I think to myself what I did to deserve such a loving man. My conclusion is that Only God knows, and I thank him everyday! So thank you God for the hard times so we can all learn from them. However, thank you so much more for the amazing times that make living in this world worth every moment!

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