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I don't know why this low energy thing won't leave me! It made sense to be tired on Monday, because I'd had the trip to Belfast on Sunday. Okay, fine. On Monday I did some OJT and had to stand all day. That's a little more wishy-washy. I shouldn't really be extra tired from that, it's not that much different from a normal day. But yesterday was just a normal day - a little on the busy side, but everything went fairly smoothly.
I only had one particular moment when I wanted a cattle prod to keep the customers in line, which is better than usual. (It's quite often this sort of situation which gets me wound up: A mother with two young kids, she tells one to go through ahead of her, then she walks through, without me calling her, then she calls the other one through when the machine is not ready, yet. In this case we were just really lucky and nothing went wrong, aside from her glaring at me like I was Attila the Hun because I asked the second child to wait for a moment until the machine WAS ready. The damn thing only resets so fast, and people want to crowd through it - if you let them you'd have three people at a time squishing themselves through. I realize that people just don't have a clue how much trouble this sort of scenario can cause, but after you've seen it played out day after day it makes me bugshit to have people keep doing it. Little kids can get nervous or distracted and just go in any direction without warning, or decide they don't want to come through. Bring two adults, or at least an older kid, when you travel with small children - that way one person can go through and the little one can feel safe going to someone they know.) Aaanyway. Point being, normal day. I should not have come home feeling like I needed to sleep for fourteen hours.
And then, as I'm getting ready for bed, someone pulled up outside in a car and just sat there, honking their horn. I flipped. I ran around the house like a crazed dog for a few minutes, then shoved on my sandals and went outside in my pyjamas (yeah, I was all dorked out, I'm sure I looked a terror in my blue and yellow plaid pj pants) and tapped on the window of the car until she lowered it, then gave it to her, both barrels:
"This is NOT acceptable behavior! You can't sit her and honk your horn while people are trying to sleep! Either go in there and knock on your friend's door, ring their bell, PARK. Or LEAVE!"
Yeah, I might not have been making much sense. And she sat there, just staring at me, until it dawned on me that she might not speak English. She looked Cambodian, but a teenager, and most new immigrant teenagers around here seem to speak English fine, but I thought I probably had spoken very quickly, so I added,
"Do you understand me?"
and she said, "yes." In the tiniest voice.
And then I began to feel horrible for having been so mean. But of course I was still to worked up to appologize, so I just said, "Good," and wheeled around and marched back inside. And then lay awake for a while wondering if the guy in the passenger's seat was a member of those Cambodian gangs we have heard so much about around here, and if he would get some friends and come back and burn the building down. Still, I got to sleep fairly quickly, anyhow, because I was so damned tired even a dose of adrenaline couldn't keep me up.
I'm such an idiot, though. I should learn to take a deep breath and confront people with a plan of how to say something in a nice way. This is what comes of being very shy - I have to be right off my rocker before I'll confront a stranger, and then I rip them a new asshole.
Now, to get my mind off that (they're not going to come burn my building down, they're not...), some memesheepage:
I'll admit to being somewhat chagrined about scoring high on Attention Whoring and Memesheepage. Um. However, at least I also scored low on Psychodrama and Community Attachment. And a little bit high on Original Stories. Yeah, but you can't really get the proper attention for Attention Whoring if you don't try to be Original once in a while, right? ;)
But, hey - it's raining, and I have lapsang souchong tea, so all should soon be right with the world. :)
I only had one particular moment when I wanted a cattle prod to keep the customers in line, which is better than usual. (It's quite often this sort of situation which gets me wound up: A mother with two young kids, she tells one to go through ahead of her, then she walks through, without me calling her, then she calls the other one through when the machine is not ready, yet. In this case we were just really lucky and nothing went wrong, aside from her glaring at me like I was Attila the Hun because I asked the second child to wait for a moment until the machine WAS ready. The damn thing only resets so fast, and people want to crowd through it - if you let them you'd have three people at a time squishing themselves through. I realize that people just don't have a clue how much trouble this sort of scenario can cause, but after you've seen it played out day after day it makes me bugshit to have people keep doing it. Little kids can get nervous or distracted and just go in any direction without warning, or decide they don't want to come through. Bring two adults, or at least an older kid, when you travel with small children - that way one person can go through and the little one can feel safe going to someone they know.) Aaanyway. Point being, normal day. I should not have come home feeling like I needed to sleep for fourteen hours.
And then, as I'm getting ready for bed, someone pulled up outside in a car and just sat there, honking their horn. I flipped. I ran around the house like a crazed dog for a few minutes, then shoved on my sandals and went outside in my pyjamas (yeah, I was all dorked out, I'm sure I looked a terror in my blue and yellow plaid pj pants) and tapped on the window of the car until she lowered it, then gave it to her, both barrels:
"This is NOT acceptable behavior! You can't sit her and honk your horn while people are trying to sleep! Either go in there and knock on your friend's door, ring their bell, PARK. Or LEAVE!"
Yeah, I might not have been making much sense. And she sat there, just staring at me, until it dawned on me that she might not speak English. She looked Cambodian, but a teenager, and most new immigrant teenagers around here seem to speak English fine, but I thought I probably had spoken very quickly, so I added,
"Do you understand me?"
and she said, "yes." In the tiniest voice.
And then I began to feel horrible for having been so mean. But of course I was still to worked up to appologize, so I just said, "Good," and wheeled around and marched back inside. And then lay awake for a while wondering if the guy in the passenger's seat was a member of those Cambodian gangs we have heard so much about around here, and if he would get some friends and come back and burn the building down. Still, I got to sleep fairly quickly, anyhow, because I was so damned tired even a dose of adrenaline couldn't keep me up.
I'm such an idiot, though. I should learn to take a deep breath and confront people with a plan of how to say something in a nice way. This is what comes of being very shy - I have to be right off my rocker before I'll confront a stranger, and then I rip them a new asshole.
Now, to get my mind off that (they're not going to come burn my building down, they're not...), some memesheepage:
| The Ultimate LiveJournal Obsession Test | ||
| Category | Your Score | Average LJer |
| Community Attachment | 18.28% You've got pals to cheer you up when you're down, but no audience to applaud you... Yet. | 22.41% |
| MemeSheepage | 45.61% An expert on multiple-choice questions, an whiz at the cut-and-paste | 28.01% |
| Original Content | 46.77% Some stories must be told - and you're the one to tell them | 38.18% |
| Psychodrama Quotient | 13.25% Had a comment taken out of context once or twice | 17.19% |
| Attention Whoring | 29.55% You do a little dance whenever someone friends you | 20.93% |
I'll admit to being somewhat chagrined about scoring high on Attention Whoring and Memesheepage. Um. However, at least I also scored low on Psychodrama and Community Attachment. And a little bit high on Original Stories. Yeah, but you can't really get the proper attention for Attention Whoring if you don't try to be Original once in a while, right? ;)
But, hey - it's raining, and I have lapsang souchong tea, so all should soon be right with the world. :)
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... wow.
I'll try to pay attention to what I post in LJ from now on
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The first is true, but mostly because of my PonyPals and indeedsir. *loves them all*
Memes.. I have no excuse. I'm bored a lot.
The strong opinions aren't true. If anything I try not to post anything that might be too controversial on LJ. If I do post about politics or some social issue it's usually just a snippet. If you want opinions out of me, that's what AIM and MSn are for.
Drama, yeah, I knew that wouldn't be much. Drama should never leave the stage anyway.
The last one is true. Because friends are fun. Yesh.
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