Well, Sugar, it IS a known fact that the KKK enjoy Halloween. Those are the houses where you get the best candy. The old fall custom of "bobbing for apples" has fallen from popularity because they couldn't get their sheet things wet without losing their snap. I know they deny it, but I wouldn't be surprised if the KKK uniform was copied from ghost costumes.

Around here the Christian element has turned much of Halloween into "Fall Festival" time. Costumes are OK but not devils or witches. Biblical characters are encouraged.

I was sure yesterday was a full moon but it was not. I have to talk about my day.

There are certain people I am not crazy about and vice versa. Yesterday morning, they congregated around my work station to chat with each other. It was eerie. It was like the whole building was quiet and still except for these harsh loud personalities.

One of the employees, a nice one, was carried out on a stretcher because ... I think she had a panic attack.

One employee, a nutty one, went out on break and had a head on accident. She called from the hospital. I've heard her making remarks like "I cut somebody off and we almost had an accident but everybody makes mistakes." Many of us get to work over a long 2-lane bridge. She passes on that bridge.

A sweet woman who used to work a the store, left and is back told me something dreadful. She left because of liver cancer. She had chemo. She still has long hair. What she told me was that she left because of a suicide attempt and she's beginning to feel that way again. She lives with her dd and sil and they've given her to the first of the month, tomorrow, to move out. She has pets and can't get an apartment with the dogs and cat.

Another woman, an abrasive one, was telling someone (within my hearing range) about her beautiful new cheap apartment with donated furniture. The woman with the pets told me that woman had been living in her car til recently.

It was a horrible day ending with a customer who had a big dark green zucchini in a plastic bag with a little pale zucchini. I mistook the big one for a cucumber and charged her accordingly. She said:

1. It's not a cucumber
2. It's ok if you want to charge it like that.
3. I was better off when you thought it was a cucumber.
4. Where's the manager?
5. You should've weighed them together.
6. This hummus is too expensive. I don't want it.
7. I want new hummus.
8. What's the expiration date on this box? I think it's old.
9. Where's the manager?

And there was the woman who wrote a check but didn't have id. She said she'd go to the car and get her id. I gave her the check and said we'd take care of it when she came back in. The bagger .... an experinced person .... gave her the groceries. When I realized that, I took the saved sales slip to the customer service desk so they could handle it. That person and my bagger went outside with the bagger muttering "She needs to bring those bags back in."The customer service person saw who it was and told me, "I know her. I'm not worried about her paying."
I'm afraid to leave the house today.

That makes me want to barf. I think it's sad that these zealots are taking so much fun away from their kids, and then imposing their neuroses on everyone else too.

Although after the day you had yesterday, maybe a little quiet bible reading would be soothing. Put on a long flowing robe and some sandals and give away something.

Hey !!! Sandals is double underlined.

Not on mine. Nothing is ever double underlined for me. Maybe I'm on a list. People who never spend any money.

You'll never guess what I just did. I applied for a job. As a copy editor for the Daily Newspaper. I'm sure I won't get it, but I just think I would have kicked myself if I didn't try. I didn't tell DH either. I'm pretty sure he would have just tried to talk me out of it. It would be a night job and an hour+ commute, but honestly I'm so bored and sick and tired of what I've been doing for the past year, that I don't really care.

Wouldn't I be a good proofreader and editor? You all can give me references.

Kiwi

Oh, hel yes. Aks them to give give you a tesst. They will all hat you. You will wonderful.

I refuse to believe that they will all hate me, so I am kicking that correction back to the reporter.

How'm I doin'

My arm hurts again. Too much puterin.

Gotta go finish the witch costume. It's half done, just the side seams and the hem left to do. ~cackle~

Kiwi

kiwonk--yu wood be wunderful!!! abso effin lutely!!! Don't they know that you are our copy editor and you do it tactfully and with great aplomb!!!!! send me their address so i can speak glowingly about you and extol your virtues!!!

peachers---i used to work at Sobey's grocery store years ago and i can tell you that those whacko people you are talking about were shopping in my store in the seventies---you will never get rid of those types---all we can do is shake our weary heads-----how many times did i have to wait til some granny counted out seventeen pennies -----too many to count.

Hey! That was me!

Well, I finished the witch costume. Now I am trying to get my old computer ready to dump. My new computer is perty.

I haven't gotten any acknowledgement of my resume yet. How much you want to bet they just laughed and tacked it on the bulletin board?

Kiwi

Oh fer gawd sake. They are overwhelmed with pieces of paper, deadlines, complaints, and no one there can make a decision. Call the editor!!!!!!!!!!!

I feel so much more relaxed now that I realize we have c opy editor. I a not going to worry myself over proof reading anymour.

I am sluggish and depressed a little. WhY? you axe?:

1. My butt is too big.
2. My joints feel they retanning water.
3. My butt doesn't fit into tings.
4. O see fungus on my toenails and when I look up this stuff, I see that hte cure also kills your liver BUT there are other curettes that you can do for a year or see and they are known to help 1-9 percent of the people who do them.So which one shuld I try for a year before going to another?

I am almost finished iwth my scrrenplay and it is maybe 1/3 as long as it should be. I didn't realize it would be so much work. Hel.

Apple Cider Vinegar

How much does this job pay? I think it would be easier than driving 75 miles to work.

I know I'm being impatient, but I submitted my app. via email and was hoping to get an acknowledgment.

I'm watching an online graphics tennis match.
Bizarre, huh?

Kiwi

I'm trying to stay retired. So far I've been offered a job as a bookkeeper at a construction company, a teller at a bank, and a checker at the cutest organic food store you've ever seen. So far I've said no to all of them, but I have this nagging feeling that I'm being lazy or foolish and that when I want a job, no one will want me.

You all should see the most adorable organic food store my friend has opened. I really, really hope it's a success. It's called The Green Grocer. It's right next to my previous place of business.

Did I tell you DS has returned to work after his work accident? He's working for the people who bought my business and so far, so good. He's really happy - he thinks he's going to like working for them. He loves not being the bosses kid....... and these employers aren't cheap...... he gets health insurance with dental and vision. We never provided dental and vision.

I've got to go....... DD just called to tell me her water broke.... I think we're having a baby!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wow, Wabbit, you squeeze a lot of news into a leetle post!! I'm so glad to hear that your DS is back working and happy with what he's doing. It sounds like you ended up with the perfect buyers for the business!

Can't wait to hear about the baby! Best of luck to DD and hugs to all! (And you are totally right not to take those jobs: I'm sure if you do decide to go back to work, something will fall into your lap then)

Later gators

Kiwi