Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo (aubkabob) wrote,
Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo
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obligatory monday post

Wow, you guys get BIZZAY in posting all about your weekend adventures! So much so that as I was reading my friends page, by the time i had hit the bottom and hit "Previous Page", the "Previous Page" was full with stuff I had already read, there had been so many new posts.

Sillies.

Still stiff and sore from helping stanieldaniel move until 230 ay em night before last, though I no longer wish to take a band saw to my upper thighs to remove the pain that is below them. I cried yesterday morning, because I had spilled my breakfast on the floor.

Now isn't that just silly?

I, the generally unemotional one, credit it to:

being physically exhausted from 12 hours of moving heavy boxes and furniture up and down stairs and into crevaces and overhead and packing packing packing.
bleeding like a stuck pig and pms coming crashing down (since i hadn't had any slight emotional stuff before)
being sick (i've had the beginnings of a cold for DAYS now... very sore throat but not swollen glands, slightly stuffy, coughing, but only when i'm trying to sleep...)
having little to no sleep (I had to work in the morning after not getting home until after 3 am, and when i DID try to sleep, i was up at least half the night hacking my lungs out.)

after 10 hours of natural sleep (read: no alarm going off and disturbing my innocent slumber), I do feel much better, albeit still groggy from head congestion (my nose was plugged up most of the night and i was phlegmy, but not a combination of the two, meaning i would choke on my phlegm and blow my nose, but nothing would come out...) and i can't seem to hear from my left ear.

but only one more day of work, then i can sit at home for TWO DAYS and whine about being sick.

I felt that i had something so much more to put here... OOH YES. DEMON WAIFS! three children came in with their parents, i would say about ages 11, 8, and 5 mayhaps? no one really noticed them much...

...until they opened the back door and the loudest alarm on EARTH went off.

i was in the perfect position to see the three kids come barrelling out from the restroom area, covering their ears. the eldest said very sincerely "Ma'am, i'm SO sorry, my little brother accidentally opened the door!" I said that it was okay, it happens sometimes, and the kids left, the smallest one SOBBING because it had scared him so badly. The mother, who had actually been in the complete opposite corner of the store checking out at the time the alarm went off, made it back there one step behind the manager.

I thought it amazing that she automatically knew her kids were at fault.

The alarm was turned off, everyone filed back up front. The largest kid races up, grabbs the hand truck, and immediately races off with it, slamming it into all the chairs on the furniture pad, making screeching sounds. Big Bad Geno races after him, as his father is screaming at him to drop it. The kid ignores both of them until Geno finally caught up to him and grabbed the cart.

Two seconds after they leave, a different customer comes up and tells Geno that he witnessed the kids smearing their feces all over the men's bathroom, and that it's freaking disgusting and that he should file a complaint against us.

*sigh*

after all of that, someone said something about parenting, and Geno replied "those aren't parents, those are people with kids."

and if the three kids, being of age to KNOW FREAKING BETTER, are acting like THAT, and not even stopping to slightly consider the consequences... *shudder*

*thinks back to the 10 year old that dropped his drawers on the furniture pad last year and left a trail of diarrhea between the desks...*
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