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Thursday, October 19, 2006

• During a visit to Ashley Stewart today to find *the* suit for some upcoming events, I finally located my wide black belt, a fabu suit jacket, that leopard cami for my suit to add a bit of za-za-zu however, when looking for a sweater in my *new* size, the only one was on the mannequin. When talking to an associate, said associate (a co-manager) decided that rather than assist me in obtaining the sweater (which I later learned was snagged), that I could be self sufficient because she had to play with her sidekick. Her other co-manager decided to comment all throughout the store about some co-worker talking *shit* about her and she "better recogize" but she "ain't mad at her" only to switch over and tell a bill collector that she doesn't have any money order number and its not her fault if her bill was late. Mind you - all of this conversation was handled very loudly throughout the store and she then switched over on yet *another* call to talk about some gossip about the same co-worker and how she pays her rent with money orders that she gets from friends of hers. She said she "doesn't even cash them - just turns them in with the rent". I know WAY too much about her and her issues. Yeah - her manager is NOT going to be pleased about this mess.
• I then trotted over to Bed, Bath & Beyond to look at the Le Creuset pots in Chestnut as directed by their district manager a few days ago only to find that Bed, Bath & Beyond ONLY carries them ONLINE. They will not nor plan to carry them IN THE STORES. Then I hear from one of the clerk, "Who the hell is dumb enough to spend this much on a pot. It's a friggin' POT". My retort - "Someone who knows how to cook!" Dumbazz...
• Finally - on my way home I need to make an open "advisement" to any and all tourists visiting Orlando - especially the midwest bumble**** who decided that his version of a crosswalk was the line WHERE THE CARS stop and then decided that he was going to "man up" when I almost got to THE LINE WHERE I WAS SUPPOSED TO. Fool - to quote Beyonce - "You Don't Know About Me". I decided to curse and tell him I will send him back to his little small town a bit more bruised and I was far from scared of some dork who can't cross where instructed. Cross in the crosswalk fool!
• However - on CSI tonight - I had the perfect thing to make up for the idiocy from above - Sean Patrick Flannery was on CSI. How can one not look at that boy's eyes and go MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

Ahhh.. I feel much better now. Thank you for listening...

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