something is fishy P.S. where the is the FedEx guy. I want my damn christmas presents.
I've been fish sitting for Andrea while she's in Rochester. Fishy is pretty cute. I dunno what the deal is but when I shake his food jar he comes up to the water. I thought fish were stupid and didn't have a lot of memory... but there he is waiting for his food at the top of the water. How cute :D He puffed up his cheeks one night and tried to ram me. He hit the plastic wall! It was awesome. Better than throwing my dog's toys at the wall and watching him run into it.
Well now I want my own fishy. I was thinking about a white or green betta... or both. Cleaning two tanks seems like too much work for me so I thought I'd get some fish that can live together. I don’t really want a self cleaning tank because they smell and make too much noise. Sooo I'm gonna get cute fish and a castle and fake plants and it's gonna be awesome. Now I need names.
It's been pretty boring. Well now that I think about it I have been keeping busy. I went out with Lizzie to Coffee Exchange on Wickeden. I got lost over at the Whole Foods near Eastside Market Place. We were going to meet at Wayland Square Starbucks but I got lost and told her I was at Whole Foods so told me to park there and wait for her. Well, I had already made a turn away from Whole foods and had to find my way back... I ended up going past the Wayland Square Starbucks trying to get back to Whole Foods. She drove to Coffee Exchange because.... it's not that I can't parallel park... I'm just afraid to do it.
We went to Cilantro with Andy. It's exactly like Chipotle. Same beans, same meats (minus barbacoa of course my favorite) same exact salsas. I swear they even have the same cheese supplier. It was pretty good except the guy who made mine defiantly doesn't know how to make burritos. No beans, Vegetarian, Tomato salsa, cheese, and lettuce. Practically nothing on it, right? So he loads it up with extra salsa thinking he's doing the right thing. first of all I don’t even like the salsa I don’t know why I continue to put it on my burrito but I certainly don’t want an extra pound of that crap on it. So he puts so much extra salsa on it he can't wrap it up. Way to go you fucking idiot. He ripped part of my wrap and doesn't even get the burrito closed. It’s now a giant soft taco... I don’t even know what to do with this. Seriously he should have just made a new one. So what if I don’t want beans or meat on it. That doesn't mean extra everything else. Obviously I wanted a burrito I could eat, not a door stop.
Ok so that rant took up a lot and everyone is probably bored now. I should post funny customer stories. This one woman came in and was like; I need to write my message in this card right now! I was like ok, and I hand her the pen people use to sign credit receipts. Then she's like omg I can't use this, this isn't a nice pen, don’t you have nice pens to write with? AS IF it's my fault she waited till last minute to buy this card. She grabs some gel pen out of our pen holder which is like on the other side of the table. I hate people who reach over the desk. This is my side that is your side. Don’t come any closer to me except to hand me cash and credit. So the gel pen is shit and she yells at me for letting her use it, I was like hey you reached across the desk to get it. I didn't offer it because I knew it was crap. You ruined your own card. So now she wants a new card. I really don’t care. I’m sure you could wipe your ass with the card and your yuppie friends would love it, frame it, and put it on the wall. I didn’t give her a free card hahaha. She just used some other pen and wrote over the gel which was barely visible anyways. It was silver ink on a white card, good job.
Then there are all the people that ask me, do you have this? And I say no I’m sorry we don’t carry that. They continue to stand there and stare at me and I stare back. This goes on for a while and it's quite uncomfortable. Like I’m supposed to know where they can go. I'm 20; I don’t know shit about whatever the hell you're asking me for. I don’t pay $7 for handmade cards and $40 for stationary. I barely even write snail mail. I'm here to sell what we have and look pretty. Not to know where you can get frame crap for your picture frames. Wait, wait, let me think.... A FRAME STORE OH MY GOD YES! Oh I’m such a genius.
But the best people are these ones. They spend an hour in the store looking at everything. Then they come up to me, "I'm looking for something I can't seem to find at your store" and I say to them "I know, I can read minds. As soon as you walked in the store I hid everything you're looking for in the back"
Well now I want my own fishy. I was thinking about a white or green betta... or both. Cleaning two tanks seems like too much work for me so I thought I'd get some fish that can live together. I don’t really want a self cleaning tank because they smell and make too much noise. Sooo I'm gonna get cute fish and a castle and fake plants and it's gonna be awesome. Now I need names.
It's been pretty boring. Well now that I think about it I have been keeping busy. I went out with Lizzie to Coffee Exchange on Wickeden. I got lost over at the Whole Foods near Eastside Market Place. We were going to meet at Wayland Square Starbucks but I got lost and told her I was at Whole Foods so told me to park there and wait for her. Well, I had already made a turn away from Whole foods and had to find my way back... I ended up going past the Wayland Square Starbucks trying to get back to Whole Foods. She drove to Coffee Exchange because.... it's not that I can't parallel park... I'm just afraid to do it.
We went to Cilantro with Andy. It's exactly like Chipotle. Same beans, same meats (minus barbacoa of course my favorite) same exact salsas. I swear they even have the same cheese supplier. It was pretty good except the guy who made mine defiantly doesn't know how to make burritos. No beans, Vegetarian, Tomato salsa, cheese, and lettuce. Practically nothing on it, right? So he loads it up with extra salsa thinking he's doing the right thing. first of all I don’t even like the salsa I don’t know why I continue to put it on my burrito but I certainly don’t want an extra pound of that crap on it. So he puts so much extra salsa on it he can't wrap it up. Way to go you fucking idiot. He ripped part of my wrap and doesn't even get the burrito closed. It’s now a giant soft taco... I don’t even know what to do with this. Seriously he should have just made a new one. So what if I don’t want beans or meat on it. That doesn't mean extra everything else. Obviously I wanted a burrito I could eat, not a door stop.
Ok so that rant took up a lot and everyone is probably bored now. I should post funny customer stories. This one woman came in and was like; I need to write my message in this card right now! I was like ok, and I hand her the pen people use to sign credit receipts. Then she's like omg I can't use this, this isn't a nice pen, don’t you have nice pens to write with? AS IF it's my fault she waited till last minute to buy this card. She grabs some gel pen out of our pen holder which is like on the other side of the table. I hate people who reach over the desk. This is my side that is your side. Don’t come any closer to me except to hand me cash and credit. So the gel pen is shit and she yells at me for letting her use it, I was like hey you reached across the desk to get it. I didn't offer it because I knew it was crap. You ruined your own card. So now she wants a new card. I really don’t care. I’m sure you could wipe your ass with the card and your yuppie friends would love it, frame it, and put it on the wall. I didn’t give her a free card hahaha. She just used some other pen and wrote over the gel which was barely visible anyways. It was silver ink on a white card, good job.
Then there are all the people that ask me, do you have this? And I say no I’m sorry we don’t carry that. They continue to stand there and stare at me and I stare back. This goes on for a while and it's quite uncomfortable. Like I’m supposed to know where they can go. I'm 20; I don’t know shit about whatever the hell you're asking me for. I don’t pay $7 for handmade cards and $40 for stationary. I barely even write snail mail. I'm here to sell what we have and look pretty. Not to know where you can get frame crap for your picture frames. Wait, wait, let me think.... A FRAME STORE OH MY GOD YES! Oh I’m such a genius.
But the best people are these ones. They spend an hour in the store looking at everything. Then they come up to me, "I'm looking for something I can't seem to find at your store" and I say to them "I know, I can read minds. As soon as you walked in the store I hid everything you're looking for in the back"