More "oi vey"s than a barmitzvah
Nov. 26th, 2006 12:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
noellenoMy first retail experience of Black Friday has me convinced that mall workers are BRAVE creatures. Our line went all the way to the back end of the store for a couple hours. It eased off after a bit, but we were constantly going into the stock room and pulling things out, rearranging the shelves, finding sizes, not finding sizes, and all that. Crazy business; I need some new shoes man, cause I was limping at the end of the day. I also discovered that I am not a ladder person; my knee became very stiff and sore after a few trips. I'll carry motrin with me to work from now on.
Well, I suppose the trauma is over with the issue-I-barely-mentioned. Wednesday, that is. I had accidentally forgotten to deposit and transfer my refund check to my mother's account (to finish paying for her new car), since she did not call me and just left a note that I didn't see. Lots of yelling, etc. Today, practically before I ran out the door, I handed her the receipt from the transaction I made yesterday, and she uh.
Noticed that I never cashed the check.
But somehow the cashier still gave me $100 back and a receipt for a transaction. That technically never happened.
My account should bounce or something. I don't have the $602 I "transferred" to my mother's account. But the bank totally gave me money anyway? It was sickening, annoying, and kinda funny at the same time. I have to miss out on my lab Monday to go and sort this all out, and I can only hope that things are under control. Or, at the least, that perhaps only my account suffers the damage; I do not want my mom mad at me anymore for my inability to look at the kitchen table for tiny post-it notes. Though, I am kinda glad I'm missing lab; it's a waste o' my time.
We put up our tree last night, decorated it today. Many old ornaments seem to have bitten the dust. An old Rudolph ornament I made Daddy (I drew deer like crazy in 2nd-3rd grade), and the Eeyore one I made and TOTALLY didn't trace (I copied from a folder and felt awesome for a month). A couple ones from the 80s. Broken ball ornaments. But we still had plenty. It's a pretty tree, full of gaudy sparkly pinecones, Homer Simpsons, and Disney characters. Twinkle lights and candy garland; we are the coolest house because we are the only ones we know that have candy garland. There used to be bird ornaments; when I was little, I got a bird ornament every other year because I was nuts about their feathers. They're pretty uh, dead now, haha.
Somehow, I managed to get 85% of my Christmas shopping done in ten minutes right before my shift on Friday. Borders was so quick! How? It was insane. But I got my parents, sister, and Steve's stuff. I'm looking around in the 'souvie' section of the D-store for some stupid little things to put in my Christmas cards for everyone. Maybe some cute little pins. You guys like pins?
Let me close with saying that if I hear that stupid Disney Channel remix of "A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes" one more time, I am liable to snap, and I cannot be held responsible for this. It's because we only reel 6 mini clips at the store. SIX.
Well, I suppose the trauma is over with the issue-I-barely-mentioned. Wednesday, that is. I had accidentally forgotten to deposit and transfer my refund check to my mother's account (to finish paying for her new car), since she did not call me and just left a note that I didn't see. Lots of yelling, etc. Today, practically before I ran out the door, I handed her the receipt from the transaction I made yesterday, and she uh.
Noticed that I never cashed the check.
But somehow the cashier still gave me $100 back and a receipt for a transaction. That technically never happened.
My account should bounce or something. I don't have the $602 I "transferred" to my mother's account. But the bank totally gave me money anyway? It was sickening, annoying, and kinda funny at the same time. I have to miss out on my lab Monday to go and sort this all out, and I can only hope that things are under control. Or, at the least, that perhaps only my account suffers the damage; I do not want my mom mad at me anymore for my inability to look at the kitchen table for tiny post-it notes. Though, I am kinda glad I'm missing lab; it's a waste o' my time.
We put up our tree last night, decorated it today. Many old ornaments seem to have bitten the dust. An old Rudolph ornament I made Daddy (I drew deer like crazy in 2nd-3rd grade), and the Eeyore one I made and TOTALLY didn't trace (I copied from a folder and felt awesome for a month). A couple ones from the 80s. Broken ball ornaments. But we still had plenty. It's a pretty tree, full of gaudy sparkly pinecones, Homer Simpsons, and Disney characters. Twinkle lights and candy garland; we are the coolest house because we are the only ones we know that have candy garland. There used to be bird ornaments; when I was little, I got a bird ornament every other year because I was nuts about their feathers. They're pretty uh, dead now, haha.
Somehow, I managed to get 85% of my Christmas shopping done in ten minutes right before my shift on Friday. Borders was so quick! How? It was insane. But I got my parents, sister, and Steve's stuff. I'm looking around in the 'souvie' section of the D-store for some stupid little things to put in my Christmas cards for everyone. Maybe some cute little pins. You guys like pins?
Let me close with saying that if I hear that stupid Disney Channel remix of "A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes" one more time, I am liable to snap, and I cannot be held responsible for this. It's because we only reel 6 mini clips at the store. SIX.
