I found an example!
As the title suggests, I found an example to those "weird things" that happen to me that I mentioned in my previous post. Here it is:
Today was my first day at work since I turned 18. Now, at Wegmans, there are three different namebadge colors. Red (or, back in my day: pink) for 15 year olds, yellow for 16 and 17 year olds, and silver for everyone 18 and older. Veterans will also have a little note on their badges saying how long they have been working at Wegmans. Anyways, you usually get a new badge with a new year number on it when you reach your anniversary of being hired. If you have a birthday that warrants a color change, you need to use a temp (i.e. uncool) badge until your anniversary. Or so I thought. Today I walk into work and there is a brand new silver (i.e. awesome) badge waiting for me. I was pleased with the fact that Wegmans sent me a birthday present in the form of a permanent badge and that I wouldn't have to wear a temp badge until July (I was officially hired on as a Wegmans employee on Friday July 12, 2003, yes I'm that proud to remember) which is what I had to do when I turned 16 and received a yellow badge. Things were looking up for Andrew Robert! Then I read my badge more carefully: "ANDY," it said "Serving you for 1 year." What? Now if you're the kind of person that reads parentheses, you'll know that my badge should say two years, not one. So Wegmans made a mistake, no big deal. It's just weird that this type of thing always happens to me. I'm glad that at least it's nothing worse.
Another thing we did today was go back-to-school clothes shopping (By we I mean myself, my sister, my mother, some family friends Karen & David and their mom Mrs. Streeter. By "we went shopping" I of course refer to the timeless tradition of girls doing the actual shopping and the guys following around and prodding the girls along to the next store with the ultimate goal being home.) One of the first stops was Hollister, of which my attitude towards should be clear as I've written about it before. Anyways, as I headed over to the guys section (the girls were not budging quite yet) my mom yells out "Don't forget! You're looking for XXLs!" Thanks mom. As it turned out I did find a XXL shirt that I was able to fit over my shoulder span, so I bought it, as shirts like that are rare in that accursed store.
Dave and I then proceeded to Hot Topic, where we obviously stood out (I in one of my many Aeropastale rugby shirt and Dave in a T=shirt that said "I Rule" and had a picture of a ruler on it). This one salesman kept following us around asking if we needed help with anything, which I took to mean "You don't belong, get out...please," so I quickly perused their 25% off T-shirt selection (nothing I haven't seen on every cookie cutter angst-ridden teenager) and left.
I also got a denim jacket at American Eagle. It's nice...reminds me of the old one I used to wear. Now if only I can find a BSG Crew patch to adorn it with, that'd be sweet.
Today was my first day at work since I turned 18. Now, at Wegmans, there are three different namebadge colors. Red (or, back in my day: pink) for 15 year olds, yellow for 16 and 17 year olds, and silver for everyone 18 and older. Veterans will also have a little note on their badges saying how long they have been working at Wegmans. Anyways, you usually get a new badge with a new year number on it when you reach your anniversary of being hired. If you have a birthday that warrants a color change, you need to use a temp (i.e. uncool) badge until your anniversary. Or so I thought. Today I walk into work and there is a brand new silver (i.e. awesome) badge waiting for me. I was pleased with the fact that Wegmans sent me a birthday present in the form of a permanent badge and that I wouldn't have to wear a temp badge until July (I was officially hired on as a Wegmans employee on Friday July 12, 2003, yes I'm that proud to remember) which is what I had to do when I turned 16 and received a yellow badge. Things were looking up for Andrew Robert! Then I read my badge more carefully: "ANDY," it said "Serving you for 1 year." What? Now if you're the kind of person that reads parentheses, you'll know that my badge should say two years, not one. So Wegmans made a mistake, no big deal. It's just weird that this type of thing always happens to me. I'm glad that at least it's nothing worse.
Another thing we did today was go back-to-school clothes shopping (By we I mean myself, my sister, my mother, some family friends Karen & David and their mom Mrs. Streeter. By "we went shopping" I of course refer to the timeless tradition of girls doing the actual shopping and the guys following around and prodding the girls along to the next store with the ultimate goal being home.) One of the first stops was Hollister, of which my attitude towards should be clear as I've written about it before. Anyways, as I headed over to the guys section (the girls were not budging quite yet) my mom yells out "Don't forget! You're looking for XXLs!" Thanks mom. As it turned out I did find a XXL shirt that I was able to fit over my shoulder span, so I bought it, as shirts like that are rare in that accursed store.
Dave and I then proceeded to Hot Topic, where we obviously stood out (I in one of my many Aeropastale rugby shirt and Dave in a T=shirt that said "I Rule" and had a picture of a ruler on it). This one salesman kept following us around asking if we needed help with anything, which I took to mean "You don't belong, get out...please," so I quickly perused their 25% off T-shirt selection (nothing I haven't seen on every cookie cutter angst-ridden teenager) and left.
I also got a denim jacket at American Eagle. It's nice...reminds me of the old one I used to wear. Now if only I can find a BSG Crew patch to adorn it with, that'd be sweet.