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rachg82I really need to get on making some new icons, yo. Well, getting the pictures and sending them to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dosidella so that she can make them, anyway. Hee. I have so many random little things I need to do, it seems. I still need to finish Jenna San's Birthday cartoon, other stuff that's too boring to list, a picture I started like four years ago for my sister but never finished, and Joe's damned fly fishing painting. And cleaning my room, and calling my doctor's office to figure out what they meant by this message they left with my Mom, and blah blah boring-cakes. Heh, I love how I act like that's so much to do.
I made more progress on the Rachael-vich family tree (heh, Rachael-vich. That was one of my nicknames with people, senior year. Everyone, including me, was [name]-vich.). I hit a road block, though. Wrote down everything I could about my Granddad's Mother's family (back to the 1700s), but I can't find barely anything on his Dad's family. Except the town in Georgia thing. Heh. Which most likely has nothing to do with us, because I guess our last name isn't that uncommon. But still, I get a kick out of it. Other than that, all I found was the Social Security Death Index thingie for my Great Grandpa. That's it, though. Annoying! There might be more, because these sites would be like "such and such amount of matches. . .400 in Newspapers articles. . .blah blah blah" but you have to be a paid member to access those parts of the sites. Bitches.
I finished my mini project from this week, sizing and organizing the hung-up junior's plus-size jeans and pants. Those pants are hard to make look good, though. Because the pants are wider than the hangers, really, so they sort of drape outward and stuff. It's hard to explain, but it's annoying. I did the best I could, though, and it's a lot better now than it was before. We got out of there at ten, too, so no complaints here.
Speaking of the plus-size area, though, it kind of bugs me how we call it "women's". Like the rest of us aren't women or something? This new MCA, who's maybe a couple inches taller than me (and petite overall, too) was like "I'm forty five years old. How old do I have to be, before I get to be a woman, too?" Heh. Seriously. This customer got all uppity the other day, when I said plus size. She had been asking where the women's stuff was, and the cashier (who was new) was confused, and pointed at misses, so I said "No, that's misses. Like, average sizes or whatever. Women's, which is plus-size, basically, is over that way. And petites is over to my right." And the woman got all "hmph!" over it. Good God, give me a break. What do you want us to call it? Christ. A 28W isn't plus-size? What is it, then? Petite? Find something else to complain about, would you? People are annoying. That reminds me too. On the back door to Lane Bryant, at my mall, it has this sign where it says "Where real women shop." Right, because I'm not real? What am I, pretend? A half-woman? Fuck you.
Heh, oompaRAGE! I hate the petite's department there too, though, because they don't even carry pants smaller than a size four. The petites department at Nordstrom's at least carries things in a size two, but no zeros. They'll be all "You have to go to junior's for that size." Right, where they don't have pants in shorter lengths. If anything, wouldn't you think that people wearing a size zero would tend to be shorter, like, on average? Why then, do they carry a size zero in junior's, all in long lengths, and not in petites? Argh! Oh, how clothes makers give me the RAGE! Moreover, why the fuck do they have junior's style clothing in the "women's" department, but no petite stuff for the juniors? I AM NOT THE ONLY SHORT, YOUNG FEMALE IN AMERICA! I'll see you in Hell, clothes makers!
So. Very. Bitter. Hee.
That new MCA, who made the comment about the women's thing, I like. She seems like she'll be good. Hopefully they'll hire her on permanently, after the Holidays. I guess Frowney Face got the job of lead, until this other chick comes back (we don't know if she will, though). I was talking to Rick about it, on the way home (he often gives me lifts home). I feel validated now, with the things about her that had got on my nerves. Because he was all "Right, Ms. I don't do fitting rooms. I just fold, and this is how we do it up to California standards." Hee! He did it in this nasally tone, too. I was like "She pulls the California shit on you, too? Ha!" and he was all "Yeah, I just wanna. . .just SLAP HER sometimes. I'm sorry, but yeah." So I don't feel bad anymore, about thinking she was kind of a bitch. I mean, she does some things really well. But she does need an attitude adjustment, and she'd better not be all "I don't do fitting rooms" (like she said to Rick, one night. She actually said that! I couldn't fucking believe it, when he told me that) with me, ever. Not unless she wants a serving of oompa whoop ass.
In other news, Mom made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies! Good times! And I work tomorrow night, but after that I'm not scheduled until next Friday. That night, and the night after that are going to fucking SUCK, though. God. I remember opening the day after Thanksgiving, last year. That was not a lot of fun. I'm working 4-11, too. An hour longer than I'm used to, so my feet will be all babyish about it, and it's going to be hell-on-a-stick-busy up in there. After that, too, we'll be open till ten, Monday-Saturday. Then, for a couple weeks around Christmas time, we'll be open till eleven. Ugh. One more month, and then it's over. That's my mantra, yo. One. More. Month. Heh, my Christmas present? Will be the end of the Christmas season.
Aww, I'm not really that much of a bah humbug person, though. But holidays are stressful, dude. Right now, especially.
Ooh, speaking of Christmas presents, I saw something that I wanted to getwillothewisps so bad, tonight. And I wanted to be all "Guess what I saw, tonight?" in my LJ entry, but if I do that, then I'd sort of give it away. But I don't know if I'll get it. Because, lack of money, you know. Of course if I did get it, then tink would be sort of obligated to get me something in return, wouldn't she? Muahaha! Excellent.[/Mr. Burns]
dosidella so that she can make them, anyway. Hee. I have so many random little things I need to do, it seems. I still need to finish Jenna San's Birthday cartoon, other stuff that's too boring to list, a picture I started like four years ago for my sister but never finished, and Joe's damned fly fishing painting. And cleaning my room, and calling my doctor's office to figure out what they meant by this message they left with my Mom, and blah blah boring-cakes. Heh, I love how I act like that's so much to do.I made more progress on the Rachael-vich family tree (heh, Rachael-vich. That was one of my nicknames with people, senior year. Everyone, including me, was [name]-vich.). I hit a road block, though. Wrote down everything I could about my Granddad's Mother's family (back to the 1700s), but I can't find barely anything on his Dad's family. Except the town in Georgia thing. Heh. Which most likely has nothing to do with us, because I guess our last name isn't that uncommon. But still, I get a kick out of it. Other than that, all I found was the Social Security Death Index thingie for my Great Grandpa. That's it, though. Annoying! There might be more, because these sites would be like "such and such amount of matches. . .400 in Newspapers articles. . .blah blah blah" but you have to be a paid member to access those parts of the sites. Bitches.
I finished my mini project from this week, sizing and organizing the hung-up junior's plus-size jeans and pants. Those pants are hard to make look good, though. Because the pants are wider than the hangers, really, so they sort of drape outward and stuff. It's hard to explain, but it's annoying. I did the best I could, though, and it's a lot better now than it was before. We got out of there at ten, too, so no complaints here.
Speaking of the plus-size area, though, it kind of bugs me how we call it "women's". Like the rest of us aren't women or something? This new MCA, who's maybe a couple inches taller than me (and petite overall, too) was like "I'm forty five years old. How old do I have to be, before I get to be a woman, too?" Heh. Seriously. This customer got all uppity the other day, when I said plus size. She had been asking where the women's stuff was, and the cashier (who was new) was confused, and pointed at misses, so I said "No, that's misses. Like, average sizes or whatever. Women's, which is plus-size, basically, is over that way. And petites is over to my right." And the woman got all "hmph!" over it. Good God, give me a break. What do you want us to call it? Christ. A 28W isn't plus-size? What is it, then? Petite? Find something else to complain about, would you? People are annoying. That reminds me too. On the back door to Lane Bryant, at my mall, it has this sign where it says "Where real women shop." Right, because I'm not real? What am I, pretend? A half-woman? Fuck you.
Heh, oompaRAGE! I hate the petite's department there too, though, because they don't even carry pants smaller than a size four. The petites department at Nordstrom's at least carries things in a size two, but no zeros. They'll be all "You have to go to junior's for that size." Right, where they don't have pants in shorter lengths. If anything, wouldn't you think that people wearing a size zero would tend to be shorter, like, on average? Why then, do they carry a size zero in junior's, all in long lengths, and not in petites? Argh! Oh, how clothes makers give me the RAGE! Moreover, why the fuck do they have junior's style clothing in the "women's" department, but no petite stuff for the juniors? I AM NOT THE ONLY SHORT, YOUNG FEMALE IN AMERICA! I'll see you in Hell, clothes makers!
So. Very. Bitter. Hee.
That new MCA, who made the comment about the women's thing, I like. She seems like she'll be good. Hopefully they'll hire her on permanently, after the Holidays. I guess Frowney Face got the job of lead, until this other chick comes back (we don't know if she will, though). I was talking to Rick about it, on the way home (he often gives me lifts home). I feel validated now, with the things about her that had got on my nerves. Because he was all "Right, Ms. I don't do fitting rooms. I just fold, and this is how we do it up to California standards." Hee! He did it in this nasally tone, too. I was like "She pulls the California shit on you, too? Ha!" and he was all "Yeah, I just wanna. . .just SLAP HER sometimes. I'm sorry, but yeah." So I don't feel bad anymore, about thinking she was kind of a bitch. I mean, she does some things really well. But she does need an attitude adjustment, and she'd better not be all "I don't do fitting rooms" (like she said to Rick, one night. She actually said that! I couldn't fucking believe it, when he told me that) with me, ever. Not unless she wants a serving of oompa whoop ass.
In other news, Mom made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies! Good times! And I work tomorrow night, but after that I'm not scheduled until next Friday. That night, and the night after that are going to fucking SUCK, though. God. I remember opening the day after Thanksgiving, last year. That was not a lot of fun. I'm working 4-11, too. An hour longer than I'm used to, so my feet will be all babyish about it, and it's going to be hell-on-a-stick-busy up in there. After that, too, we'll be open till ten, Monday-Saturday. Then, for a couple weeks around Christmas time, we'll be open till eleven. Ugh. One more month, and then it's over. That's my mantra, yo. One. More. Month. Heh, my Christmas present? Will be the end of the Christmas season.
Aww, I'm not really that much of a bah humbug person, though. But holidays are stressful, dude. Right now, especially.
Ooh, speaking of Christmas presents, I saw something that I wanted to get
willothewisps so bad, tonight. And I wanted to be all "Guess what I saw, tonight?" in my LJ entry, but if I do that, then I'd sort of give it away. But I don't know if I'll get it. Because, lack of money, you know. Of course if I did get it, then tink would be sort of obligated to get me something in return, wouldn't she? Muahaha! Excellent.[/Mr. Burns]