Now instead of being out of yoplait I'm going to be out of Kroger yogurt. And this time it's my fault. I forgot to order for the sale. And it's first of the month. This is the week where everyone goes, "omg my government money renewed so lets blow all of it on three or four cases of yogurt because Lord knows we won't be going to the grocery store at some point in the next month" and since it's on sale that means they'll buy double the normal amount. And Bret will be so mad. He's off tomorrow and I go in at 6 so I should be able to cover it well enough until the truck gets in. And I've already told them that I didn't receive all that I ordered for today due to warehouse out, which is true for some of it, but not as much as I implied.
And I didn't know eggs were on sale, so I sent off an email to Terrie, the egg person at corporate, and asked if it was too late to add some eggs onto the load for Friday and she said she could do it still! Yay, Terrie! She's awesome, she's so patient and nice. Always gets right on it for me, she's saved me so many times. I wish she'd come with the group sometime when they come for a visit so I can thank her in person, even though it's not personal, it's just her job, it still makes me feel good that she does her job so well and takes it seriously.
Zhaun made me sit in on his conference call again today, and it wasn't so bad. It was 20 minutes this time.
At 6:45ish the grocery truck came in and I had the back door open. It was so freezing cold this morning and the air came into the backroom and it seeped right into my back and hips and put me in a great deal of pain for the rest of the day. ugh, I'm not that old!
Anyway, the driver for grocery was Don! I haven't seen him in ages! Apparently he's been on runs to Nevada. I used to have a very minor crush on him years and years ago that developed because of one day when he brought a load of groceries and he had a nasty cold. I just wanted to tuck him into a bed and feed him soup. I don't really like him much anymore though. For one thing I have trouble understanding him cause he's missing most his teeth. For another thing he spoke ill of George, and I really like George. The entire time we were doing the truck I just wanted to ask him how his marriage was going. He had been married before and she left him or some such and gave him a bitter outlook on it all to the point that when I got married he asked how long I thought it would last. eek. But then he met a girl in England and married her. Last I knew they'd never even met in person. And he was buying her all this stuff and sending her money so she could come over here. For someone who was so bitter you'd think he'd have a bit more sense than that. But what can you really do? There's no polite way to say, "Dude, you're being scammed." Cause then he'd get all defensive and make things worse. Bonnie agrees, she said the picture he has of her looks like the generic one you get in new wallets. He didn't mention her at all, but he was definitely in the mood to talk politics and I eventually burst out and told him I wanted to stay out of that because I have tendencies to agree with anyone who talks to me because I only pay attention to half the story before I get bored and wander off so I don't actually know enough about anything in politics to actually argue for one point or another or to agree with someone on something. He quit talking about it after that, and I didn't feel bad for it. He's gotten older too, he has gray hair started. lol
Not much else to tell about today. I had an old lady who apparently didn't quite get what cream cheese was. She asked for ricotta, so I pointed at the cream cheese and said it was there, by the cream cheese, on the top shelf. She looked upset that I didn't take her down there and show her, and I believe she might have played stupid on purpose when she parked her cart in front of the yogurt (it goes yogurt, pudding, biscuits, cream cheese) and peered at the shelf as though the ricotta would magically appear. Which was not the direction I had pointed. So I took her down, pointed at the section of cream cheese, and said, "Cream cheese." Then pointed up, "Top shelf." Ok, maybe she has never used cream cheese, but surely she would know what it is? Or at least know that cream cheese is not the same thing as yogurt. Or at least be capable of following my pointing finger and looking at the top shelf. It's like people don't understand that if someone points along a line and says "top shelf" that if you keep going you'll get there. It's like the people who can't find the soda aisle. Yes, I realize that having it on the other side of non-foods is about the stupidest thing ever, but we are a grocery store. We have a soda aisle. If you started at aisle 1 and worked your way down there's only 18 aisles. All you need to do is peer down each one and, *gasp* you'll find it. Process of elimination may be neither the most direct path nor the quickest but it will get you there every time.
We watched another episode of Clone Wars season 2. Brain Invaders. I knew Barriss wouldn't die, because she's not a knight yet at that point in time. And in the Medstar Duology books she becomes a knight. The Medstar Duology is a great read. Medstar I: Battle Surgeons (Star Wars: Clone Wars Novel)
and Medstar II: Jedi Healer (Star Wars: Clone Wars Novel)
In them Barriss Offee goes off on her own to help a team of doctors who patch up the Clones. It's a fairly easy job as clones are interchangeable. Keep the dead for spare parts. It's not entirely about Barriss, as you get into the story of the doctors themselves, and a few other people. I believe the droid from Shadow Hunter is there as well. *shudder* Shadow Hunter (Star Wars: Darth Maul)
is the most depressing book in the entire SW EU. I very highly do NOT recommend anyone to read this book for any reason. Afterwards you'll feel like throwing it into a wall and storming off somewhere to cry for a while.*SPOILER FOR SHADOW HUNTER*
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Everyone dies. The Jedi girl dies. The guy dies. And it's all pointless. All their hard work, all their heroism. Amounted to nothing. The droid gets his memory wiped. It's all so stupid. And pointless. And yes, even after nearly 9 years I can still get worked up about how that book ended. But, really, how else could it have ended? They had discovered the existence of the Sith, of course Maul had to kill them, to silence them. But I still don't like it.
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Oh, wow, it's 8:23? It's time for bed. It's past time for bed. Wow, one shift that had me up till 11:00 and my entire sleep schedule is messed up. Normally by now I'd be so sleepy and in bed, or on my way to bed.
btw: Happy birthday, Tristan! I know it was yesterday, but oh well.
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