Somehow *cough* local gift shop's mailing list *cough* my tertiary email address has ended up on a spammer's list. In amongst the many, many pharma ads, I found this gem:
Subject: Prosperity in banging
Work on her intimacy situation! [link of DUBIOUS NATURE]
... Ok, then! *delete*
Yesterday
I worked the newsstand shift. Which is fine -- I like both having hours AND being busy. But when the magazine shipment arrived, we got a "double" shipment -- 16 boxes when no more than 10 would be usual. It happens, so I'm working my way through the boxes, sorting them onto the magazine shelving carts. And I start getting frustrated, because for some reason, the distribution center had managed to split most titles between two boxes, which meant having to do double work while either sorting or shelving. When I opened yet another box of duplicates, I finally looked at the label, wondering if there was any chance the guy had given us the shipment for our sister store, too.
Nope. He'd given us our shipment and our across-the-street competitor's.
So then I spent the next hour matching up their invoice to the boxes I'd already opened and sorted, collecting up the magazines and reboxing them. I was glad I'd noticed before I'd gotten through their entire order.
ION, I'm feeling somewhere between blah and blue, have been for the past couple days, and that seems to be true for over half my circle/list. What's up with that?
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