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Archive for February 20th, 2008


It is official

In two weeks I will be back home.  Where I am right now.  Well, not exactly where I am right now.  Right now I am in a coffee shop waiting for The Princess to finish with her volleyball clinic.  But in two weeks I will be back in Pennsylvania.

You see, in a week from this coming Saturday I will be winging my way to sunny Arizona.  At least it had better be sunny, or else the eldest daughter and I will be having discussions.  About how she guaranteed me that there would be sunshine when I came to visit her.

And I will not be happy roaming around in the desert in the rain.  Some how the two seem to be mutally exclusive.  Desert.  Rain.  And since we are going to the Arizona RenFaire, which is held out in the desert, you can’t have rain.  Because to get into the spirit of things with a desert RenFaire you have to believe that you are in the Holy land with the Crusaders.  And it doesn’t rain in the desert.

Well, it does, but you get where I am coming from.

Namaste.

Retail Do’s and Don’ts

We have discussed Retail Etiquette numerous times. We have talked about some basic things that just should not be done, and we have talked about some things that should be done.

But it seems that there are still some items that have escaped notice. For instance:

Please do not call me asking if I have any openings for your son/daughter. When I have a Mom, and it is always a Mom, call me looking for a job for their child in the back of my mind there is this shrill alarm that goes off. Because something, somewhere, is telling me that your little darling isn’t all that interested in getting a job. You are interested in them getting a job. That doesn’t help me. Or your kid.

There is nothing wrong with getting off of your butt, going to the local store and asking the Manager how to apply. It is really that simple. And if your kid can’t do that, how are they going to be able to do all of the customer service related things that I need them to do? Think about it. And if I don’t have any jobs, or if their school schedule doesn’t work out with what I have to offer, then let them go to the next store and try again. It isn’t as if I have labeled them unemployable. I just don’t have a job for them. They will live with that rejection. It will be good for them.

Because when you Mom’s try to get your kids a job, then you want to dictate their schedule. And I don’t play that way. So, let your little darlings learn to ask for themselves. It will make the world a much nicer place.

Namaste.

Hi Folks.

Especially all of you state workers from Pennsylvania.  And Hi Pam.  Saw you stop in yesterday also.  Appreciate you guys coming over for a lookee see.  But come on, drop a comment or two.  I know you all have a lot to say.  Especially Pam.

I promise that I won’t bite.  And you won’t be on some super secret list of people whose names I am going to sell to some creepy telemarketer, or scuzzy spam master.  Promise.  Really.

Though I might comment back to you.  You know, like conversation.  That dying art form.

Try it.  You might like it.

Namaste.