The Tiffany Show!

[msmoon]

Mood: Achey

Yo. So it’s late now, and I have to get up early, so I’m gonna try and make this as short as possible.

Work was the same; never terrible, but never wonderful either. Holly had me rearranging the discount tables where bolts of fabric are just laid and people have to rummage through them. The truth is those tables are supposed to be organized to a certain degree, but after people have rummaged through them so much, they get sloppy. Well, in my normal OCD fashion, I started throwing bolts this way and that and started from the bottom up, till I was satisfied. At the end of the night, Holly said ...well I don’t know if I should say exactly what she said as it was full of four letter words...and a few three letter words...that I only use when I feel I absolutely must. Anyway, she loved the table. She ranted about it all night long to anyone who knew what a table was supposed to look like.

We had a lot of fun laughing at Tiffany tonight. Tiffany’s a girl that works there, she’s a clerk like me. But she says things that just pop into her head a lot, and it’s so out of left field. We were talking about something and she was like,

“The other night I fell, and the door should have caught me but it didn’t. And I could see everyone looking at me about to laugh as I was slowly sliding backwards. And then I saw the ceiling and it was just like in the Matrix.” And we all cracked up! Because the way she said it, it sounded like she could see the ceiling and it was just like the ceiling in Matrix or something. It was hysterical. And then Andrew, another worker who’s also an English Major (it’s always fun working with him), makes up a poem about it out of no where. Something like...

The Door should have caught me
The Ceiling Didn’t care
I fell just like the Matrix
And the carpet was in my hair

Of course that made us crack up more. Andrew went on to say that whenever he’d have to write a paper, he’d call up Tiffany and say,

“What are you thinking right now?”
“Puppies smell funny!”

Then he said it’d be funny to have a class that was all about studying Tiffany. The funny thing was that Tiffany said, “I could probably pass that.” Then Andrew promptly started singing,

“Circles have one side! Triangles have three!” and everyone just couldn’t stand it from laughing so much.

Ok, so then we all got off, and Mom and Dad met me at Wally-World to look and see if they had the computer I wanted. The trouble is, no one knows how to find out what Video and Sound card the computers have and whether or not those products have integrated sound & video cards. It’s so frustrating. Dad says we might have to ‘break down’, as he puts it, and go to the actual Computer stores. I just hate to see us paying over $800 for a computer we could get a Wal-Mart, if the people there actually knew how to find out what their merchandise is!

Ok. So we’re home. It was funny here, ‘cause Dad turned on the TV to check on Wilma, and they were showing footage of the people in Florida chain-sawing their way through logs. And they zoomed in on one of the logs, and it had PUMA written on the side of it. So I giggled and said, “What in sam-hill is a puma?!” all Sarge-like, and my dad looks at me cluelessly and says, “Baby, a Puma’s a chain saw.” And that just made me crack up more.

And that’s all for tonight. My pills are kicking in and I’m tired and aching all over. Goodnight!

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