Monday, August 27, 2007

A Classic Case of TMI.....

What is TMI, you ask?


TO MUCH INFORMATION!!!

Yesterday I went to Wal-Mart to get groceries. I purchased 174.00 worth of food, health and beauty aides, and OTC medications. While the check out attendant was ringing out my purchases, she shared these interesting tidbits about her life.

She usually works only 22 hours a week, but this week she only worked 14.

She missed hours because she had a court ordered class she had to take.

She is getting a divorce and had to go to a parenting class.

At parenting class, they made an example out of her, because she brought her new boyfriend along.

She was mad because she couldn't believe that the courts expect you to put your social life on hold while you wait the 12 months it takes to process your divorce.

Her 14 year old daughter told her to divorce her dad, so obviously it was the right thing to do.

Her ex-husband hit her with a coke bottle and bruised her stomach right after surgery.

Her son doesn't like condiments.

She used to go to subway and get mayo on her sub, but she doesn't anymore.

Her boyfriend prefers the spicy Italian sub with red wine vinegar over mayo.

She now gets her subs with red wine vinegar, because it isn't strong like most vinegars.

This is simply too much information.

A word to all cashiers......

A simple, "Is it still raining," or "its awful hot in here," suits me fine.

I feel like I invaded this woman's privacy, when all I really wanted to do was pay for my groceries, and get the heck out of there.

Silver Tonails...

I have one word for silver toenails......DON'T!!!!!

I was standing behind a lady at the bank today, I glanced down, and realized she had painted her toenails silver. (A very heavy metallic silver polish).

What is shocking, is she obviously did this on purpose.

I have absolutely nothing more to say about this.

Sunday, August 5, 2007

My Job, My Stress...

I used to love my job. I didn't mind it at all. In fact, when I first started with this company, I wondered why they were actually paying me to do what I was doing.

Boy, did that come to a screech and halt...........FAST!

In an earlier blog, I described what I do. Ill recap quickly. I work for a payday loan company. You come in and borrow, say...500.00, you write me a check, I give you the 500.00 and on your next pay day you come pay me 575.00. The next day, you come back and do it all over again. This becomes a vicious cycle for some, others (the smart folks), do it once every couple of months to help them over some sort of financial hump. A lot of people (those with a good sense of right and wrong) pay back without a problem.

Then there are the folks who see us as a dispenser of free money. These folks are the reason I'm slowly going insane. Ive never been the pushy type, I cant sell water to someone who is on fire, how am I supposed to sell these jackasses on the idea that they need to pay me back?

There are a few that as soon as they walk in the door, my first thought is "kiss that cash goodbye." In the business that we are in, that is expected, and is just a fact of life. But then there are the loyal customer who are as nice as nice can be, and then one day they just decide to screw you.

I am so sick and tired of knocking on doors, calling these d-bags 10 times a day, and always getting the same response. No Answer, or the ever popular PICK-UP-HANG-UP. At least have the decency to tell me why you aren't going to pay, this gives me the opportunity to tell you what will happen if you don't.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Deep Fried Twinkie O's

When I was young, occasionally I was allowed to pick out the cereal I wanted. As, money was tight, this was a rarity. Because of this, I often had a choice between , puffed rice or puffed wheat. Both bland, bagged and as fate would have it, puffed. Not a good way to start the day.

Growing up in a household were money was tight, I made a vow: (well several of them). Here are a few.

When I have kids, they will be allowed to pick whatever cereal they want when we buy weekly groceries.

I will make a cheesecake without the crust and eat the whole thing.

I will drink more than one pop a day, if I so choose.

Never will I buy gristly pork chops, serve it up with a 25 cent box of macaroni and cheese and a can of corn and call it dinner.

Back to the cereal. When we go to the grocery store, and hit the cereal aisle, my son will grab the first cereal he sees. Honestly, I can place him at eye level with the worst of the worst, and he will go for the grape nuts. Recently he was at the store, and he was told to pick his cereal, he grabbed cheerios. What kind of 8 year old picks cheerios when he can have any candy coated, chocolate scented, ooey gooey heart attack in a box posing as breakfast stuffs?

When I was 8, and was given the honor of picking out my breakfast, I went for the most sugar coated, colorful box at eye level. In fact, I bet if there was a cereal called DEEP FRIED TWINKIE O'S WITH MARSHMALLOWS AND CANDY SPRINKLES, that is how I would have started my day every day.

Really, what is wrong with kids today?

Monday, May 7, 2007

WTF Tomatoes?!?!


Today I stopped by my local Super Wal-Mart to pick up a few groceries. In my small town, we are really limited as to where to get food stuffs. We have a Kroger, Meijer, and Wal-Mart. Our Kroger now sells furniture and jewelry, our Meijer sells everything from lawn tractors to licorice, and then everyone knows you can get anything at Wal-Mart. We don't have a single grocer in this area that sells just food and basic items.


Today, at Wal-Mart, I stumbled upon these. Can anyone tell me WTF nascar has to do with tomatoes? Who buys these things? Do they grow them at the racetracks? What is nascar about tomatoes?
I am completely at a loss here.
Nichole

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

There is no M in wiper..

You learn something new everyday. Today, I learned that there is no M in wiper. Most of you probably knew this already. I on the other hand have spent the last 3 decades pronouncing windshield wiper, windshield wym per. I also say "wympe, down the table, or wympe your butt." Sadly Ive never been corrected by anyone. It took me writing notes in a past due account today (and 2 phone calls) to realize that there is no M in wiper.

As low as my IQ feels right now, I never say:

that's a whole nother story
or
that dudn't even matter

These are my two positives for today!

Nichole

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

5 Insanely Tasty Sips

Just thought I would share 5 of my favorite liquids!

1. Kagome Purple Roots and Fruits Juice

2. Dave and Busters over under shot in Cherry Cheesecake

3. The Strawberry Daiquiri they sell in the Souvenir Eiffel Tower cup at Paris in Las Vegas

4. Dole Pear Juice

5. Taco Bell Mild Sauce (they should seriously can this stuff, and sell it in a machine)