A Little Fun Mixed With A Little Bit of Life

My life is like a roller coaster. One minute I am up, and the next I am down. However, I would not have it any other way because the ride is exciting.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

sundays at work = yuck

I work on Sundays. People may believe that Sunday's are a day rest but not in my world. I work on Sundays but work may not be the best word. No one ever comes into my place of work on Sundays. I think there may have been 25 people enter the door today. I have given up on the customer service thing on Sundays. I usually end up working out or reading a book. Yucky. The one exciting thing that happened today is the door to the front kept opening and closing. Somehow the door got off track and was just opening and closing. We fixed it in a jiffy.

There is a couple that belong to the fitness center I work. Lets call them Couple Blob. I hate them. I really do hate them. When I see them walk in the door I run the other way. I really do. Couple Blob will trap you and talk to you about I do not know what. They come to the fitness center almost everyday and show no progress. You would never know that they have a gym membership. The women wears the most ridiculous outfits. They are not hideous. In reality they are probably something that I would wear but they are not meant for her. She is overweight, and she is too old for these outfits. I do not know how she could even think about showing up in what she is wearing. Let me tell you, you can see every roll and bump. It is not pretty. Some days we get to see some short skorts. Not pretty. Do not make eye contact with Couple Blob. Today I was trying to straighten up before close and she came around the corner. There was no where to hide so I tired to move fast to get away. I went straight to the towel storage room to get towels out even though I knew there were not towels left in the storage room. I really thought I was making myself look busy but she got to me. She started talking. I started moving stuff around thinking she would leave me alone but no she kept talking. Here is a little from what she said, "I think I am becoming a permanent sub at the high school. I get to wear high heels everyday. I think they make my legs look good. Students these days. Sometimes I do not think they are listening to me. I am coming back to Zumba class on Wednesday. Shake it and shake it will be good for me." What did high heels have anything to do with her job, and I did not need to know anything about her and Zumba. Also, this is JUST a snip it of the conversation (it was not even a conversation because I really just said oh or yes). She went on for about fifteen minutes about what I do not know. I know high heels came up another time or two. Help me get away from Couple Blob.

1 comment:

  1. Haha, how is Mr. Blob? I'm pretty sure Mrs. Blob would drive me crazy, too!

    I used to work Sundays, too, and it sucked! And when I worked at Harley-Davidson, I worked Saturdays. That sucked, too.

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