Don't make fun of it, don't destroy it, don't cheapen it!
Congratulations to arkblast on her absolutely lovely baby girl!
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Dincht found the Paintshop Pro 8 disc a while back, and being the idiot I am, I didn't remember she had installed it on Heero (my desktop) until just now, when I opened it to check hexadecimal codes. I swear, sometimes, I am the blondest person I know (when the literally blondest person I know is, in fact, Dinchles herself).
More often than not, I play dumb at work. I've found, to my disappointment and irritation, that people will fall for it one hundred percent of the time and ultimately, will dismiss me as a stupid girl who doesn't know what she's talking about. It gets me out of trouble and allows me to escape from customers when I don't want to deal with them anymore, but at the same time, their readiness to believe my stupidity is more than a little bit mortifying. It's like, how can you think that someone is so dumb as to be incapable of doing the simplest thing, like answering whether a piece of jewelry is a garnet or a ruby (which, by the way, is easy if you've ever looked at and compared the two, even briefly)? How can you think I don't know what matches with what, or what doesn't fit flatteringly? And yet when I giggle and say, "Ohhhh, I don't know," and look as vacant as possible, smacking on my gum if necessary, people think this is not an act. This is bona fide stupidity, folks, plain and simple.
Only it's not. What the hell, humanity. Raise your standards and refuse to accept the unacceptably pathetic. Don't let me out-dumb you into buying something even though it's not good quality or flattering, and don't second-guess yourself just because the salesgirl is (acting like) a moron. More often than not, I find my faith in the human race being tested.
That nobody ever so much as makes fun of me for being an idiot, and seems to think they should just let me take a minute to count out their change, chattering inanely all the while, is depressing.
Then I move as promptly as possible for the next person, provided they don't act like a prick to me, and really, can you say non sequitur? I'll switch from village idiot to competent employee right before people's eyes, and often the second person raises an eyebrow at the opposite behavior. But hey, if you're a dick to me, I have no reason to behave intelligently around you. I can get away with pissing you off if you think I'm a dipshit, so why expend my energy trying to please you when you are determined to be displeased? That's my perspective, anyway.
And now that I've made myself sound like a horrible person...
...I'm gonna drink Coke and read fanfic until Zelly comes home or until I can force my family away from the television for me to watch Outlaw Star. Whichever one comes first.
One last thing - a "note to self." So, note to self: do not buy the fantastic sandals we have at work. Do not give in to the urge! I was walking past the in-store Payless we have in my store, and I saw these adorable sandals that remind me of something Tanpopo wears in Imadoki (which is one of my favorite shoujo manga). They're white espadrilles, a style of shoe I have never owned but which I suddenly really, really want. Partially I've been inspired by reading the summer vacation chapters of Imadoki, and partially by my darling Miss Mandy. See, Mandy has cute wedge shoes and is constantly wearing them, making herself look cute and saucy and quite frankly, honey, it makes me want some shoes like that. Plus, they would be comfortable to walk in without killing myself, the way I do in stiletto heels or anything with a heel thinner than those on my Atoli shoes (which have comfortably wide heels, so I don't wobble, but they're awful to walk around a convention in for four days). I'm one of the clumsiest people I know.
Old Navy has some sexy bitch ankle-tie espadrilles, which I also want very badly, 'cause they remind me of something Arisa wears in the summer vacation chapters... :x I should clearly not be allowed out of the house.
And yet, knowing that I have money and can afford to spend about thirty bucks on a pair of adorable shoes is killing me. It's not like I need anything else to move...but shoes! I normally am not a shoe-obsessed person, but come on, mennnngggg~. Just this onceeee. T_T Let me give up the shoes I don't wear anymore and replace some of them with cute ones that I actually will wear! With skirts! And with jeans, or whatever!
Somebody talk me down from the ledge of hauling Zelly off with me to get a pair of those stinkin' cute shoes tonight or tomorrow. Somebody. Anybody. XD
"Before we work on artificial intelligence, why don't we do something about natural stupidity?"
^__^
Dincht found the Paintshop Pro 8 disc a while back, and being the idiot I am, I didn't remember she had installed it on Heero (my desktop) until just now, when I opened it to check hexadecimal codes. I swear, sometimes, I am the blondest person I know (when the literally blondest person I know is, in fact, Dinchles herself).
More often than not, I play dumb at work. I've found, to my disappointment and irritation, that people will fall for it one hundred percent of the time and ultimately, will dismiss me as a stupid girl who doesn't know what she's talking about. It gets me out of trouble and allows me to escape from customers when I don't want to deal with them anymore, but at the same time, their readiness to believe my stupidity is more than a little bit mortifying. It's like, how can you think that someone is so dumb as to be incapable of doing the simplest thing, like answering whether a piece of jewelry is a garnet or a ruby (which, by the way, is easy if you've ever looked at and compared the two, even briefly)? How can you think I don't know what matches with what, or what doesn't fit flatteringly? And yet when I giggle and say, "Ohhhh, I don't know," and look as vacant as possible, smacking on my gum if necessary, people think this is not an act. This is bona fide stupidity, folks, plain and simple.
Only it's not. What the hell, humanity. Raise your standards and refuse to accept the unacceptably pathetic. Don't let me out-dumb you into buying something even though it's not good quality or flattering, and don't second-guess yourself just because the salesgirl is (acting like) a moron. More often than not, I find my faith in the human race being tested.
That nobody ever so much as makes fun of me for being an idiot, and seems to think they should just let me take a minute to count out their change, chattering inanely all the while, is depressing.
Then I move as promptly as possible for the next person, provided they don't act like a prick to me, and really, can you say non sequitur? I'll switch from village idiot to competent employee right before people's eyes, and often the second person raises an eyebrow at the opposite behavior. But hey, if you're a dick to me, I have no reason to behave intelligently around you. I can get away with pissing you off if you think I'm a dipshit, so why expend my energy trying to please you when you are determined to be displeased? That's my perspective, anyway.
And now that I've made myself sound like a horrible person...
...I'm gonna drink Coke and read fanfic until Zelly comes home or until I can force my family away from the television for me to watch Outlaw Star. Whichever one comes first.
One last thing - a "note to self." So, note to self: do not buy the fantastic sandals we have at work. Do not give in to the urge! I was walking past the in-store Payless we have in my store, and I saw these adorable sandals that remind me of something Tanpopo wears in Imadoki (which is one of my favorite shoujo manga). They're white espadrilles, a style of shoe I have never owned but which I suddenly really, really want. Partially I've been inspired by reading the summer vacation chapters of Imadoki, and partially by my darling Miss Mandy. See, Mandy has cute wedge shoes and is constantly wearing them, making herself look cute and saucy and quite frankly, honey, it makes me want some shoes like that. Plus, they would be comfortable to walk in without killing myself, the way I do in stiletto heels or anything with a heel thinner than those on my Atoli shoes (which have comfortably wide heels, so I don't wobble, but they're awful to walk around a convention in for four days). I'm one of the clumsiest people I know.
Old Navy has some sexy bitch ankle-tie espadrilles, which I also want very badly, 'cause they remind me of something Arisa wears in the summer vacation chapters... :x I should clearly not be allowed out of the house.
And yet, knowing that I have money and can afford to spend about thirty bucks on a pair of adorable shoes is killing me. It's not like I need anything else to move...but shoes! I normally am not a shoe-obsessed person, but come on, mennnngggg~. Just this onceeee. T_T Let me give up the shoes I don't wear anymore and replace some of them with cute ones that I actually will wear! With skirts! And with jeans, or whatever!
Somebody talk me down from the ledge of hauling Zelly off with me to get a pair of those stinkin' cute shoes tonight or tomorrow. Somebody. Anybody. XD
"Before we work on artificial intelligence, why don't we do something about natural stupidity?"