I don’t know why!
Yesterday, as I packed groceries in a robotish way, a lady yelled at me…
“Mergle bah slesh!”
To that, I replied, “What did you say?”
She then said, “Where is the gum?”
Because I was busy it was the day before Easter. (This holiday, for some reason, always makes me think of the file “Jesus Christ Vampire Slayer.” I don’t know why, but it’s an amazing film.), I didn’t have a great response…
“I don’t know,” I said, with a sheepish grin and shoulder shrug.
She the yelled, “Well, why the @*$& are you working here?!?” Stomp stomp stomp…
To that, I replied, “I don’t know. I really don’t know.”
*Cue angsty stare*
Ah, people. Gotta love ’em.
So, I think I am finally over my sickness. Let me tell you, I totally wasn’t down with it (it being the sickness).
You know what that means, don’t you?
More writing and job applications!!! Ahhhhh! Also, I may start to go to those way spiffy job fairs the kids talk about.
I tend to shy away from job fairs because I can’t really sell myself. I feel like I’m saying: “Hmm. Yes. I’d be perfect for this job because I am the most professional human being ever. I only own suits. I am always happy. I have no impure thoughts.”
You know what I mean. I’ll give a fair or two a shot, though. Nothing too horrible will happen…