So I sent my new employee, Devin, who I wrote about earlier on a very important errand. I told him to send this letter certified mail and that it had to go out on Thursday (yesterday). Luckily I was sitting by the door as he was leaving. He waved the envelope at with me, still with the post-it on it that said “Mail Thursday”, and said, “I’m going to mail this.”
To which I replied, “The envelope is empty. And UNSEALED. Where’s the letter?”
He kind of grinned and said, “You said to mail this envelope. Was there supposed to be something in it?”
How about the letter that was under the envelope??
Devin has a masters degree. For real.
I was pretty sad to see the shoe shine shop go, since it had been here for something like 80 years. But we have a new neighbor in that spot that opened this past weekend. I’m very happy to say that for a downtown retail shop, they’ve chosen some pretty good hours to be open. They will be one of the only shops downtown open on Sundays and until 10pm on Friday and Saturday nights. Way to go, guys!
The sign is very cool and looks like it reads, “Love Your Friends Be Social”. My daughter LOVES the dog stenciled on the front of the building. They sell hip tee shirts, skater shoes, sunglasses and other cool stuff.
I am also thrilled that The Idiot Box will be opening soon where O’Kennedy’s used to be. It will be a lot of fun to have them right there.
Welcome, Friends!
I have been away for waaaay too long. But as life happens and there are a million things to write about, life is happening, and there’s no time to write. I really have no excuse since I now have Devin the Wonder Intern, but the trouble is, he makes me face the other realities of my job, while he takes care of some of the more time consuming stuff. So thank you, Wonder Devin. Yeah, thanks a LOT.
We did have an all nighter with a paranormal society from Winston-Salem. It was FUN…
I ran into a woman who assaulted me on the patio because I wouldn’t allow her to flash my customers… Not so fun.
I found a dear old friend from high school and reconnected with her. It was FUN.
I had to fire someone for stealing… Not so fun.
And I have been spending more time at home with the kids. Now THAT is FUN!
Rule #1 in restaurant etiquette: Don’t go into a restaurant with food/drink from somewhere else. It’s hard to believe I actually have to say that.
A group of folks sit on the patio and order lunch. Two ladies join them with boxes of KFC and ask the server for plates, silverware and water. Then, they sit there on my patio and eat their KFC.
A guy comes in, sits at the bar and orders a cup of soup and some lettuce. When I saw the plate go out, I asked the server what the lettuce was for, and the server replied, “Oh, he brought in his own sandwich.” I watched in disbelief as the customer unwrapped his sandwich and added the lettuce.
A young lady came in with wings from a nearby restaurant. She sat at the bar and ordered something and began to eat the wings.
A lady came in one evening to enjoy the free music after picking up a bottle of Diet Coke from the convenient store.
I hate when you call someone’s phone and you get their five second personal message and then you have to waste anther 15 seconds listening to that automated woman tell you how to leave a voicemail.
Seriously? Do we really need instructions? It is literally 3 times longer that most people’s personal message. Does anybody really need to be told what to do after the beep? And one of the options is to “page this person”. Does ANYBODY use that function anymore?
I want my 15 seconds back, Verizon. Get rid of this waste of time… I spend enough time on the phone.
Usually the candidate I like running for president doesn’t make the ticket. Usually, they decide not to even run at the last minute or never really considered.
I have found this round of primaries extremely interesting as my husband, a HUGE Ron Paul fan has kept me abreast of the way the media buried Ron Paul and made his supporters look like a bunch of lunatics. My husband is one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever known, and he may seem crazy to me at moments, like when he insists brunswick stew out of a can is healthy because of “all the vegetables”, however, he’s not a lunatic…
But the thing I’ve noticed is how people say things they would NEVER have said if they were referring to a man when talking about Hillary. She and Barack have been certainly going the rounds, but never has a newsperson or morning anchor referred to a presidential candidate’s heated reply with the sound you would use when referring to a cat fight. At least never that I have heard. I’ve heard men call up various radio show and say they wouldn’t vote for Hillary because of her “monthly visitor” because they’ve “been around their wives enough to know better”. Other than that issue, they’d “vote for her in a second, if she were a man.”
Come on. Really?
I can come up with a few stereotypes about men that could/would prevent me from ever voting for a man again. I’m sure we all could find someone we’ve known who is the epitome of any one stereotype.
I must say I was pretty impressed with how many folks showed up last night in the unexpected snow storm to play trivia. One of our trivia regulars who I’ll refer to as “Jason” (because that really is his name — I’m a total meany here, I’ll admit it) said on his Facebook page that he hasn’t had a date on Valentine’s Day in THIRTEEN YEARS! I say, a) what a thing to advertise about yourself, and b) way to stay committed to a notion, “Jason”. Cheers to you, my friend, I’ve been married 10 years and even though I made fun of you last night, today is the first one we’ve celebrated the entire time. I’m a big advocate of showing your love every day, and to hell with the Hallmark holidays.
That being said, my love brought our babies in for lunch today for Valentine’s Day. When I came downstairs to meet them, I was greeted by four handsomely dressed men donning tuxedos with red bow ties and cummerbuns and a rose and I got a love serenade. I was so touched and shocked that I couldn’t even tell you what they sang to me.
So to my Valentine, G, way to go, babe. You got me! I love you every day… And to my kids who brought me beautiful cards and a really cool Tar Heel fan, thank you for always making me feel so special and loved. You are the most delightful people I know. xoxo
