Why are you grabbing things out of my hands?
I'm late posting today. I'm still tired. I still need a break. I wish I could go away to the beach or someplace relaxing. I have a zit inside my ear that's driving me crazy. I swear it's all designed to send me over the top.
I worked out this morning. It was hard to get going. But once I got into it, it was OK. It's going to be weird without aerobics this month. I hope it comes back in September. I'm going to feel like I'm missing something. But maybe I need the break anyway. My right leg hamstring muscle is pretty sore. I've been trying to stretch it out. I don't want to over do it—I just want it to stop cramping. Maybe I've been over doing it.
I went to Lowe's on Saturday and bought a kitchen design book. When I went to pay for it, the cashier was engaged in a conversation with another Loew's employee. He didn't even turn around and look at me. I was standing with my credit card in my hand, and without a word, he literally grabbed the card out of hand. I guess I must've had a shocked look on my face because the other employee actually apologized for her colleagues rude behavior.
She said, "I'm sorry."
And then he said, "For what?"
OK. I guess your mother never taught you any better. Maybe you shouldn't be working with the public. I think this becoming a habit of the retail business. A friend of mine told me a similar story. But this time the cashier grabbed the card virtually out of her wallet. It is very strange indeed. Why is there so little true service anymore? I've worked in retail, and I can truthfully say, I never treated anyone like this. I never would've just grabbed someone else's credit card.
Other than that, I really didn't do much this weekend. I behaved myself.
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