The Female Cashier Effect and other ramblings

Jan 26, 2013 00:11


As of the 23rd, I am now 24 years old. Man, do I feel old. One more year, and I'll have been around for a quarter of a century. Odd. I had a very nice day though, and spent most of it with my boyfriend. Apparently Mom didn't know what to think when we went out to eat with her and Doug because we cuddled up next to each other the entire time up to and including when we were at home, and to quote, "[she] would never be that brave, and [she] was tempted to tell us to get a room." You'd think we were groping each other the entire time, the way she acted. I think its amusing though.

So, today I experienced what I am calling the female cashier effect. I don't know if I've just never noticed this, or if there's never been the opportunity, or what. Anyways, I was being the jack of all trades today at work and bouncing around helping where ever I was needed. At the time, I was on the registers with a coworker, who looks like she's in her early thirties (but I know she has two kids my age, so...). Some guys come up, and I walked over and made my register available. They had been heading for her register, but when I said I could help someone....they all headed over to me. Then she says that she can help someone...and my line does not budge. I have never thought of myself as overly attractive (although several people say differently including a certain person who says I'm gorgeous but I always secretly suspect he may be trying to get in to my good books...and he's a complete sweetheart.). I guess this says differently?

Also, something annoying? Customers who insist on calling me with various endearments while I am helping them. You are not my boyfriend. You may not call me sweetheart, babe, honey, dear, or 'toots'. Those are restricted to the boyfriend, and I may still give him a look if he calls me 'toots'. Although, sometimes I wonder if he just tries to get me to give him that look on purpose...(And yes, I have had someone call me toots.)

Mom was telling me today that she thinks its odd that I'm not upset that the boyfriend has female friends who he hangs out with. So? He has friends. Some of them are female. I trust him, and he also knows I would probably string him up and would definitely dump him in a heartbeat if he cheated on me, no matter how I may feel about him otherwise. I don't hang out with any guy friends, but that's mostly because I don't have any guy friends in the area. I don't know how he would react to that though, because on one hand he knows that I've known these guys for years and haven't been involved in anything with any of them (and most of them are attached), but on the other hand, every single one of his questionably intelligent girlfriends have cheated on him. Seriously. Finding a guy like this is like finding a slightly chipped 24 karat gold needle in a haystack the size of a grain bin. NEARLY IMPOSSIBLE.

However, I guess she likes how I addressed the drinking thing with him? "I don't care if you drink, just as long as you are safe about it and don't drink to excess." I didn't tell her that I eventually thought about it and phrased it that way because he was constantly worried that I would get mad with him about his drinking. Stupid controlling ex-girlfriends. I'm not a fan of him drinking, but I'm certainly not going to tell him what he can and cannot do.

How the hell did this entry devolve into me talking about my boyfriend?

randomness, rawr, job

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