Today's rambling: End-of-the-day chats
Written on December 30, 2001 at 7:01 p.m.
while feeling a bit

Today was so SPIFFTACULAR! Not the entire day...mostly just the end. ;) But the day itself wasn't too bad.

Came across Geoff as I was walking to the back freezer. I had my fleece jacket with me because it'd been too cold for me the first time I walked in. So I saw him and said something like, "I brought my jacket with me this time! I was freezing my knickers off!"

"You're wearing knickers again?" he asked.

"Yes, I know what you told me about them," I replied, giggling. Anyway, that conversation just got really weird, as usual, hehe...

Zenon was irritating me more than he usually does. A woman asked for a Normandy baguette, but the person who packed this particular box had screwed up and put French baguettes in there instead (the French baguettes are much lighter in weight than Normandy, and they also apparently have different ingredients). So anyway, I told the woman that I'd go into the back freezer and get her a Normandy baguette, and she could just thaw it out in her oven at home. Well, when I came back and printed out the label, I started to write the directions (350 degrees for 20 minutes) so that she'd know what she was doing.

"Amber, the instructions are already there," Zenon said, but I didn't understand him at first. So he repeats it in a louder voice, and I was like "Okay okay okay!!"

It really just irritates me how he does that sometimes. I know what the flip I'm doing, okay? Stop ordering me around!

Maybe I'm just easily irritable today because it's the second day of my period. *watches as the guys cringe* Or maybe I'm just generally fed up with his bossing. ;)

So anyway, tra la la, it's the end of the day and I figured I'd walk to the back to see if Geoff was there so I could say bye. I caught him just as he was putting his coat on, so we stood there and talked for a minute. Then we walked back out and he went off to the right (presumably to talk to the kid that was working that night), and so I continued to the left, to walk up front and clock out.

Just finished pulling my fleece jacket over my head when Geoff walked into the room. We started talking again, and I thought he'd just say a few things on his way out, but he leaned against the doorframe and just started chatting away! We were there maybe 5 or 10 minutes when Mom came in, but then she said she was going to go warm the car up, so Geoff and I kept talking.

I think, in total, we talked like 20 minutes or more, hee hee! It was so COOL! I finally got up the courage to ask what happened to his dad (because he always talks about his mom, and it's always in present tense, whereas the rare instances that he mentions his father, it's always in past tense)...So you want to know what he says to me?

"He had a sex change..."

"Oh, geez!" I spluttered, laughing. "Forget I asked you!"

At any rate, he finally got serious and told me that his father had died, which confirmed my suspicions. It happened back in...'84, I think he said, so Geoff was still in his teens, and I guess that's a long enough time to get over the grief...but still! LoL! This guy's missing a few screws. But I luv 'im anyway. ;)

Anyway, um....You wouldn't believe what words people have been using in search engines to find this diary. Go ahead, click on that rainbow box over there. Then click on "Referrals", which is on the lefthand side. Go ahead, try it! Oh well, if you're going to be lazy and wait for me to tell you, I shall. Not in verbatim, though; I don't need MORE sickos finding me!

Basically, the search results have all been for porn, of the female/animal variety. *gags* And you know what entry they all get when they type those words in? The one I wrote about petsitting! Yeesh! I think I'm going to go reread that one, see if there's anything worth keeping, and then delete it. I don't really appreciate being found by porn-seekers. And I'm probably shooting myself in the foot here, using that word! ;)

I'm off on New Year's Day and the day after that, woohoo! I feel like I'm getting mini holiday vacations! I miss not being in school, because then I had that long vacation where I could just kick back. But now, most of the time I have to work the day after Christmas and New Year's Eve, and it's like, "What's up with that?!" No time to relax or do anything, really!

I'd still really like to do something tomorrow night, but I don't want to go to Frank's house. Well, he hasn't even brought it up, so I assume that either a) He's not allowed to have people over, b) He couldn't find anyone else to come over anyway, or c) He figures he'll just ask me tomorrow. If he does the latter, he's going to be sorely disappointed, because I don't do the "last-minute asking" thing! Well, for anyone except Geoff, anyway. ;) I'm still hoping for an invitation...*grins teasingly* Tonight, Mom was like, "So, did you invite yourself to Geoff's party?" Hehehehe....

I did say something tonight when I met him in the back room...he said, "Have a good night!" and I was like, "Oh yeah, I'm going to get home and sit in front of the television. I need a life so badly!" So Geoff leaned up against a stack of boxes and said "You could...no...you could build a rocket out of bamboo sticks." o_O

Invitations, Geoff, invitations! *giggles* Great, now I'm all paranoid he'll find this again, hehehe...

On yet another topic, I wonder sometimes if people think I'm weird because I use big words. Hehehe...I know one of my old friends, Gretchen, used to get on my case about it. Like today, I lifted a huge ball of Pane dough out of the bowl and heaved it onto a table, and after standing there for a few moments I whined, "I've been incapacitated!"

It's not a big thing, really. It sounds stupid for me to even talk about it. But for some reason, there are people who just think I'm weird for using vocabulary like "incapacitated" when I could've just used some simple word! Hehe! I don't even do it to be pretentious or anything...in fact, I don't usually realize I've used an unusual word at all until someone makes a reaction like, "Huh?!"

Zenon's hilarious. He's not the brightest crayon in the box, but he likes to just use big words because they "sound important". He tried to use the word "grovel" today, and instead said something like "grobel".

Oh yeesh, I'm still on this diary entry? *falls over laughing* Tiff came online (haven't seen her in a coon's age), and then Lola and Demmy were talking, and then David popped on for a moment, and I forgot all about this! So I think I'll send it off, out into the void where you all can read it and enjoy. Or not.... :oP