Aug 29, 2011 22:56
Went to pharmacy twice today, the second time right at closing and got behind someone buying eight boxes of tissues and insisting that there was an "in store coupon" in the week's flyer. The clerk had to void the first transaction, then re-ring it.
Then got into fight with the panther on the way home over birthday foo. I thought I was being helpful by adding non Amazon items to my wish list, but he tells me that this just makes him more confused as to what to pick from, so that's why I only get cards on my birthday. I can see his point, and it's silly of me to make a fuss. I'm just here to be the taxi driver and med fetcher.
And my co-workder, C, is now blaming EVERYTHING, from not liking her lunch, to mus-spellings in her emails. to not hearing what I say, to being old. Her answer to everything is "I'm an OLD LADY (53) I can't type well, hear well, etc"