Some people totally march to the tune of a different drummer. You gotta love the customers that feel like that just "have to be different" and park the other way of the others. The evil bitch in me always hopes that one of the customers they are parked behind gets so pissed off that they ram into them. (hey, a girl needs a little excitement, right?)
Today I places a purchase order for some fine plumbing materials. I work my lightning fast fingers to the bone inputting the items. Push the little button on my computer that faxes it, and off it goes. Phone rings, vendor says, "there's an item on your P.O. that I don't think you meant to order". Great, I know that if I ordered the amount that I ordered that I can't wait till the next PO to pick it up. There is my garbage can. Yup, had to dig through all the papers in there to get to the paperwork for said PO. And it was one of the first PO's I did this morning. Thank god it was my garbage and not one of the sick and wrong garbages that the gross boys use.
We have a outside salesman that works here. I asked him today if I could take his picture for my blog. He declined. Was afraid I was going to make fun of him. So to protect the innocent, we will call him "smiley". Smiley is always wearing his glasses on his forehead. These are his regular glasses, not sunglasses. Don't know if he has a hidden set of eyes or what, but I think it is freaking hilarious. First of all, it would drive me absolutely nutsoid to walk around with my glasses on my forehead. I understand them on the top of your head, or on a chain around your neck. But your forehead? Please explain this one to me. Do you see people like this?