Dollar Store Stupidity

• Customer/Staff

• Can you fill my prescription?
• The drug store is next door. This is the Dollar Store.
• *he comes in through our OTHER door*
• Can you fill my prescription?
• You’re still in the Dollar Store.

• Do you sell those- eh, doo-hickie’s?
• Define doo-hickie.
• The ones- the…you know, those doo-hickies?
• You might try looking down this isle- and all the ones after it >.>

• Have a nice day!
• NO~ this day is terrible it’s snowing and it’s cold and I’m the only one not wearing a T-shirt!!!
• Welcome to Canada, sir- have a nice day!

• Can you go to the back and see if you have any more of these?
• We don’t have any back stock for seasonal.
• How do you know that? (all pissed off)
• I priced them all…

• Made in China? I no want. (Korean kid)
• Everything here is made in China.

• What’s this thing supposed to do?
• I have no idea.

• What are the cameras for?
• To keep people from stealing. Please remove that dinosaur from your sock.

• [after the lights are off]
• Oh, are you closing?
• We closed 15 minutes ago.

What’s Left Over

*sigh* How long since my last post? How long since my last post worth reading? Eat it up.

I said once that the whole of the human race should spend a minute a day weeping for lost beauty. At the time I was thinking of the natural world and the methodical destruction of it (and specifically of stars; how long has it been since I, in big city Edmonton, saw more than a dozen stars at a time?), but now I want to widen my statement to include all the times we lose beauty in our lives.

I think children are smarter than almost all adults, and the younger the child, the better. Some kids are miniature adults nowadays – it breaks my heart to see a nine year girl worrying that she’s fat (and she’s thin as a stick, too). Children…they don’t know what society expects of them, so they don’t conform, they haven’t formed strong views on much of anything, they’re not racist or sexist or anything really…blank slates. Psyche, without persona. Humans as humans were meant to be.

Society’s insane. It wants logic and forward-thinking, wisdom and experience, but it also wants to look no older than twenty five. It wants new ideas and spontaneity, but rewards those who are truly spontaneous, saying what they think when they think it and moving however they want with the label “crazy” and murmurs about autism.

You know what I think? Everyone’s too future-centric. The enjoyment of the present is lost in the hopes of the future, and nobody realises that jam tomorrow is nothing when compared to dry bread today. There are people in my class (most of whom are 14 with a few 13-year-olds hanging in there) saying what they’ll do for A levels or IB (seventeen or eighteen), forming opinions about which sixth form college they’ll go to (seventeen/eighteen again), looking at universities (twenty) and what they’ll read there.

I wish the whole world would slow down. The future can only be changed by working in the present, and if you don’t enjoy the present, where will you be in the future? Stop. Slown down. Stand and stare. You’ve got the whole of your life ahead of you! Plenty of time; all the time you’ll ever have. If you love it, do it. Who cares what the world thinks? Who cares about money (it’s just paper and metal, after all)? Who cares about the future? Dry bread today! Tomorrow never comes!

Something I don’t understand is people taking jobs they hate (eg McDonald’s…ugh…) for money. Let’s say you spend 8 hours sleeping. You’ve got 16 hours in each 24-hour day to live, and if you’re working 9-5 then you’re working 8 hours a day. Work in a job you hate and you’re spending half your waking hours doing something you detest. What a waste of a life. I’d rather starve happily then eat miserably.

Abrupt end to my rambling, of course- stick that in your pipe and smoke it!!!!!