"Welcome back, Miss Jones"

Nothing to say.

Impossible, unattainable standards.

(This is all I want, really)

Life 2.17

1.  Friends on DVD.

2.  Cutting up my credit card last week.  liberating.

3.  Dreams.  I love going to sleep at night. 

4.  The new frozen yogurt place by work. 

5.  Whole Foods.

I want to change my life.  

I want to change everything.  

Working retail is hard: you have to stand all day and  you have to come to the realization that the average person walking around your local mall is not only a total dumbass, but completely fucking insane.

Before I got this job, I had no idea.  I had no idea the lengths that people would go to to save $4.87.  My problem stems not from the idea of saving money, but from the fact that people are completely morally intact when doing so.  I'm so sick of people trying to rip off the company to get price adjustments, return worn/dirty/ripped merchandise (since when did "I ironed a hole in my shirt" become "you need to replace my shirt because I'm a moron"?), use old/expired/27 coupons.at.the.same.time, etc. etc.  A woman today asked my to honor a coupon from a different company (from Home fucking Depot - not even from the same industry).

I don't buy any of this "I'm sticking it to the man because I hate big business" either.  

And the customer, by the way, is hardly ever right.

Identity Theft: Part 2

In an attempt to continue my ongoing efforts to obtain good financial standing, I logged into my Visa account tonight after work to make a $100 payment.

Lo and behold, nestled in between my account name and the logout button, was a large red message informing me that my account had been tagged for fraudulent activity and was henceforth closed.  Approximately .0048 seconds later I was on the phone with customer service (it really is my favorite thing to call these people at 11pm after 12 hour shifts) who informed me that my account was part of "a group" that had been "tagged" in some sort of "scheme."

Sigh.

Even more upsetting was when she was reading back my recent transactions.

CS:  Was your last purchase in the amount of $7.15 at...Jimmy Johns?

Me:  Yes.

CS:  And before that, $7.15 at Jimmy Johns?

Me:  Yep.

CS:  And earlier in the week, $7.15 at Jimmy Johns?

Me.  Yes.  Again.

I could hear the scorn in her voice.  

Thus, my no payment was made, I now feel like an idiot for charging like...a year's worth of sandwiches, and I've come to the conclusion that I'm so boring that I can't even mix up my lunch order once in a while.  

P.S.  IdentityMonitor my ass.

I wonder if I'll ever stop fighting with my Dad. 

I wonder if he knows how deep the chasm is.  

Good Karma Pt.2

Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?/I've see those English dramas too/They're cruel

Trying not to buy

1.  Entourage on iTunes

2.  My So-Called Life on DVD

3.  Revolutionary Road

4.  Seychelles shoes at work

5.  Coffee

it's been a bad money month:  i should probably stay away from buying anything.

Grateful for:

1.  Hot showers

2.  My bed

3.  Watching TV in bed

4.  LOST premiere

5.  Employment!

my check-cashing friend emailed me today.  the subject line said 'address for your boxes.'  he has 3/5 of the boxes of my stuff from my breakup.  the email had no content besides the subject line.  nice.  i have to figure out how to get them to mi casa without mi mami finding out.

Good Karma Pt.1

Things I'm grateful for:

1.  My new Coach planner.

2.  Soy lattes.

3.  The lyrical stylings of Jenny Lewis.

4.  TV marathons (currently:  24).

5.  Employment!

Mood-o-the day:  un peu apprehensive.  85% of the way done with Transfer Applications.  Impending doom?  I hope not.  Thus:  only positive thoughts from now on.  I won't allow myself to be overcome by fear anymore.