Today was both bad and good.

Bad: I left my wallet at home, so I was worried I might've lost it, and couldn't afford lunch. BUT, Sista pitched in $2.82, so I was able to eat. Well... I had a bagel back there anyway. But thanks to Sista I could get cream cheese for it.... and a cookie! She also bought me dinner when we went out to Wendy's after work, so I owe her. Thanks, friend!

I had to ring up our two most notoriously annoying customers right in a row today. One of them rarely comes into the store, he's just this old confused guy who always wants us to look up obscure old motown CD's on the computer and then try to order them for him. He can't enunciate and gets mad at us when we ask what he is saying, he gets mad if we have to put him on hold, he gets mad if we can't find the CD, he makes us list out every track on the record (I do tire of saying titles like, "Do me, baby!" over the phone to him), he will call us up to cancel an order, and then call us up and be angry that we canceled it, or he will not cancel an order and get mad that we didn't cancel it. He rarely ends up coming into the store, sometimes he sends a friend or just doesn't buy the stuff he ordered. So this was a rare honor.

It was actually kind of fun, though. Sista was up there too, and I could tell she thought it was hilarious, and she was also amazed to finally see him in person after all this time.

Right after that was this dude who I hate. Most of my coworkers dislike him, but I hate him. He's all drugged up and weird, and always orders these polish death metal bands. I died inside a little the first time I realized he had my name memorized. I especially hate him ever since I was in a bar he also happened to be in, and he decided to come up, grab my ponytail, and start talking about porno to me. I HATE when strangers touch me. HATE, HATE, HATE. And I hate his weird creepy smalltalk.

But again, Sista being around made it funny. When I reached for his rewards card, and instead of letting go he pretended to stretch over the counter, and then made some reference to Mr. Fantastic, I glanced over at her and we were both hard pressed not to just bust out laughing.

She's not been on the book side much lately, more on the cafe side, but today they had her doing some stuff over there. It was nice to have her around, which is probably what the "good" part of the day mostly consists of. It made me in a better mood, getting to talk to her a little in between things. Even TII was kind of fun to talk to today, we weirdly ended up discussing the Bloodhound Gang, which is not a band I would've guessed he'd like. I also joked with him about him being an alcoholic. (I apparently tell EVERYONE they're an alcoholic now).

I also had this really angry customer who wanted to buy books on silk screening. I am pretty sure he is the same guy that very angrily wanted to buy books on silk screening about a month ago, only he was Mouse's customer then. Anyway, he HATES Barnes & Noble, or so he told me, so I guess we have the pleasure of his strangely angry customership permanently.

Which brings me to somthing else: I really wish customers would let me finish explaining something before interupting. Angry guy especially.

I also met someone who is from my neighborhood, it'll be the second time since I started at the store. I also met someone who has the same ISP as me for the first time, and we both agreed at how much it sucks. For some reason both incidents made me strangely happy.

Anyway, because I'm taking Friday and Saturday off for Vegas, I get to work 7 days in a row. I have to hope the good mood holds.