It’s hard to know what to write on this. People say you should pick a different theme each time and write forever on it. I can’t do that. I don’t do politics. That is not the kind of energy I want to put out into the world. But what else can I do that is relevant? Or do I just keep doing the same thing each time? I don’t know. I suppose then I ought to do some more research and see what I can find.
Meanwhile back here at the Griffin Zoo and Racing Emporium we have turned the furnace on. I hated to. Tomorrow is the last day of September. I hate the cold. This year is going to be especially painful for everyone I think. Stella’s hips and knees are getting a little worse as it gets colder. Dante’s back and hips aren’t doing well either. Essie is having problems getting on the bed (it is on the floor so Dante can get up) which she never had before. My right hand is beginning to show bad strong signs of arthritis at the base of my first finger and pinky. And everything in me seems to crack when I move the past two days. And that is just the stuff I know about!
I am drinking some interesting coffee this morning. It’s that VitaCoffee stuff. It’s being advertised all over the place it seems. It has your daily allotted vitamins and in one type it has extra vitamins to help boost not just your energy but superboost your thinking as well. I got a free sample to try. I am very bad at taking any kind of pill so I thought I never forget to drink coffee… And if it will help my thinking as well then that is an added bonus. I will let everyone know what happens (or doesn’t as the case my be).
The month of October brings many things for me. It brings the joy and happiness of Halloween (giggity!!! I’m ‘”normal” for a month!) as well as chillier days. It has always been dreaded by me as well because when working retail once October was over that was the beginning of the silly season. And being a manager of two departments also meant extra work for the next three months (once the holidays were done we had inventory to contend with and we had to draw maps of all our departments as well as sticker each arm and shelf and be part of the counting process). This year no long hours. No open past 9 and 10pm. No early opens. No coupons. No scrambling to fill in shifts when someone has called off. No cranky customers wanting things for free. No major floor moves. No trucks to unload or put away three times a week.
This is going to be very different this year. I don’t have to drive 30-45 minutes to get to work. I don’t have to make that drive in bad weather. I can actually be home with my family for Thanksgiving. I can even cook if I want to (this will be a first in 15 years… each year we seemed to open earlier and earlier, last year we opened at noon on Thanksgiving and stayed open right through Black Friday at 10pm).
I was always very resentful (actually it should be resent full because I was that angry) because people would always feel sorry for those of us who worked and moan with us… but they were still there at those stupid hours shopping. If you feel so bad about it why are you here shopping? I was never in a good mood because I felt that (still do) people and companies are being greedy. I hated being controlled to do things that contradicted the holidays (holy days) for the sake of the almighty dollar. It never did us any good. We lost time from our families that we could never get back. The people in Corporate stayed home with their families for the holidays while we busted ass to line their pockets. They got six figure bonuses while our raises never broke a dollar. I am completely serious. 35 cents was a big raise in the company I worked for. the only time you got over a dollar is if you changed your position (became full time, a manager etc.). Is there any surprise that there was anger and resentment in the stores?
Anyway, pardon me as I get off my high horse. The holidays will be much different this year. And no, I don’t plan on going shopping Black Friday. So it will be new and interesting. Family time actually with family. Such a concept!
And now I will go and treat myself to an old school horror movie. Maybe something with Vincent Price or Peter Cushing.