Saturday, April 5, 2008

Random ramblings from my work day...

Seriously, my brain didn't want to function today. It didn't even want to form complete thoughts, let alone complete sentences while I thought them!

Usually, my brain is racing so fast that I can't 'see' each and every thought or idea that goes whizzing through. (Does that make sense to you?) I only catch the briefest glimmer and then it's gone. Today, though, they were just drifting lazily through my mind, I got to look at them and inspect them before they drifted out. Unfortunately, my brain didn't feel like inspecting much, but I had the chance to record them for once. Seriously, I did! I have the receipt tape to prove it. I ran some paper out of the printer, and wrote down the things that I thought. That's how exciting self-checkouts are!

I guess it's a lose-lose for me. Either my brain is on hyper drive, thinking non-stop, and I'm unable to know every thought that I've thunk... or it's slowed down and I don't have the energy to inspect them. I know I am rambling, but that's okay by me even if it's not okay by you, dear reader!

Today, however, my brain didn't want to be awake and function. So, while I was on the self-checkouts doing as little of work as possible, I recorded some of the bizarre thoughts I had. (I know, I said this already. But I don't feel like combing the paragraphs..lazy writing tonight, sorry.) I warn you, won't make much sense.. and they aren't related...I will try to make them legible and understandable just for you.

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I had a customer complain to me that the grapes she bought rung up less than what they were priced at the display. What? Why would you complain that something is less than you thought??


....working class poor.... That's what we are..... (Can't make it better to read, sorry)

...Only as good/worthy as my abilities. Take my back. It's out of commission until further notice. Now that I can't cashier at 800 IPH regularly, they don't pay much attention to me, except to throw me on self-checkouts. I'm far more disposable now.....

...blah.....

...Six month old (could barely sit up by herself) being fed CHEETOS by her mother... ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? If you can afford that junk, you can buy the child some nutritional snacks/meals!!!! Cheerios anyone? Or even a bottle!!!.........

......Reminds me of the poor babies I see in McDonalds eating broken up cheeseburgers and fries... again, ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?....You should NEVER feed a child fast food, especially a BABY! God, just rubs me the wrong way all around. You are not doing the child any favors. If you feel the need to eat fast food yourself, bring the baby some baby food! It even comes in handy baby food jars!....WHAT IN HELL IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE???....

....don't want clarity... I don't want to think...I just want to drift in detached dullness... the colors faded to shades of gray.....

.......Grrr...summertime again...someone should tell those pretty girls that less clothes is NOT more..unless you mean more self-berating on my part because of their perfect tans/bodies/hair....need not display all...feel very inadequate and ugly in the hot months....

Before you hit 'post comment', I don't want reassurance on my looks... I'm posting this sentence for my myspace readers, who like to comment. :) It was one of my thoughts, and a common one in the hot months, so I shared it just like the other thoughts.

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Night all!

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