And they're off....the last minute shoppers have entered the race. And, let me say, they are the rudest of all customers. Let me remind everyone, we are open 12 months out of the year. You do not have the right to get mad at me because I don't have the (enter your sought after item) that you could have purchased on any other day of the year. Oh, and if your mother's didn't teach you...it is rude to interrupt. I don't care if you are in a rush....are late for another engagement....or have a bunch of other places to go to before the big day...but if I am helping someone else, recognize and step back and wait your turn!
OK...so, now that I have vented about the customers...let me just say, if you are in charge of anyone...make it a New Year's Resolution to not assume the worst of your employees. (enough on that topic)
And for the family...hubby is working "60's" as he likes to call it. But really, it is more like 90 hours when you are there 6 days a week, from 5:30am until 7:30pm. I get it...his company (retail too) does not miss Christmas. I get it. He isn't really in the Christmas spirit...or really any kind of spirit...he works, eats (when he gets super hungry) and sleeps. If we are lucky, he might get a little play time with JMS.
And...speaking of JMS...we are due for some funny pictures:
Two fisting already...(orange juice is one, milk in the other....orange cream?)
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