A Cartoonish Life

I haven't been able to do a real update in a while, so here it is.

On the Grandma Cozie front: It's been a year since I went down last year, and we had a bit of a scare this week. I came home from work on Thursday or Friday night, and Mom's Sport Track wasn't in the driveway. I was thinking, "It's nighttime. Mom never goes anywhere at night. Maybe Dad took her out for early Valentine's Day or something." No dice. Mom tells me that Dad's on his way down to Alabama. Apparently, someone called the social workers to go check on her (I think it might have been either Janice or Irma), and she's been having moments where she's passing out, and the social workers made it clear she's not to be at home by herself anymore. So of course, Dad had to go down there immediately. We were all kind of scared, but I guess once she got an IV drip in, she was fine. Turns out she was severely dehydrated (Because she never drinks water, only Coca-Cola...she honestly thinks that if you add ice to the Coke, that counts as your water equivalent, because ice is just frozen water. She actually told the oncologist this when we were all down there last year. Dad had to explain to her that when the ice melts, it just dilutes your Coke and there's no nutritional content at all.). As of last night, the report was that she's doing fine, now that she's on the IV. But now Dad's lost a week's worth of work, and he's up for new bids for truck driver partners, and if he didn't already have a pretty kick-ass partner who takes initiative, he'd be getting crappy picks.

Dad was all set to bring her back up here to live with us so we can take care of her. Now I know I objected before, but if she's really that bad, I don't mind. She's family, and we love her, and we want to make sure she's being taken care of. BUT....she said she'll come up here to be with us "when it gets warmer." YEAH. I tell you, sometimes it's a royal pain dealing with stubborn elderly people. I guess social security will pay for her hospital stay plus about a month's worth of nursing home care. After that, it's all on us.

*tangent* Yeah, they're re-training me in the service center. Yeah, it sucks. Yeah, it's not really that bad, once I think about it. I just keep telling myself it's good that I learn this stuff so it looks good on my resumé, and that these skills will come in handy someday for a new job. It'd be nice if I got paid a little more to take on more responsibilities combined with me being a regular cashier. Because it's not like all of the other cashiers work the service desk. (Just me and Susan and Amanda.)

Speaking of work, we asked for donations this (and last) week for the American Heart Association. I didn't place anything this time. I might have earned a little over $60. Randy seemed surprised, but you have to consider that I was off two days the first week we started collecting, then I was training in the service desk the majority of last week and not on a register actively asking. (Don't worry; I'll kick ass again for the MDA drive.)

Speaking of work (AGAIN)....is it me, or are customers just getting stupider and stupider? The last few days at work, I've just been irritated with every single little thing. But this killed me. There was a customer who made out a check for $41 over the total, and we can only do a limit of $40 back. She told me to call over a manager to approve it. I told the customer I can just enter the check in for the $40 since it's TeleCheck and she'll get the voided check back anyway. (Since all the stupid customers who still choose to pay by check hand me a blank check anyway, assuming "Yeah, I'm getting my check back anyway, I don't have to make it out, I should just get a debit card, but I'm lazy....whaddya mean I have to sign on the pad?! These signature thingies don't work! My name isn't coming up on here! OMG, why does the pen-thingy have a blunt end?! Are you sure you want me to sign with this? Gawd, my signature looks like CRAP, are you sure it'll go through?! Why do you guys keep changing these things?! Ugh, so many questions to answer!" I WANT TO FUCKING SLAP SOMEONE.) The customer says, "But I already have it entered in my checkbook! My husband will check it and make sure it all balances out! Call a manager over, they've done it before!" I called Shelli over and sure enough, she takes care of it.

Okay....my gripe? WHY WRITE IT FOR FORTY-ONE DOLLARS OVER?! Do you have a brain?! Just add 40 to 99.21, that's 139.21. THAT'S NOT HARD TO ADD. And how hard is it to just write over what you just wrote in the checkbook? And if it's such a freaking hassle, JOIN THE DEBIT CARD REVOLUTION!!!! One of my coworkers heard it from the next register over and though it was pretty stupid of the customer as well.

*tangent* Valentine's Day came and went. Kevin and I went to Ruby Tuesday and had dinner. I'd never been to Ruby Tuesday before. I worked at the Southlake Mall for about four years, and I never ate at Ruby Tuesday. Now that I have, I have to say I wasn't thrilled. It's pretty much the same as going to Applebee's or Bennigan's or something similar. They had good burgers, though, for about the same price. But you know, it was Valentine's Day and I was with Kevin, and that's all that really mattered. :D I got him a "Ring of Honor" DVD and made him cookies and cupcakes (The chocolate chip ones were good, as usual, but the sugar cookies turned out really well!), and he got me roses and a little stuffed "I wuff you" puppy. Then we went to see Confessions of a Shopaholic. YEAH, I dragged my boyfriend to a chick flick, but it was hilarious and he liked it, too. We both agreed that Rebecca (the main character in the movie) reminded us of a grown-up Quinn Morgendorfer:




*tangent* So No Way Out was last night. The elimination chamber matches were good, but what a freaking let-down. Triple H won yet another title. (Hooray for nepotism.) Edge taking out Kofi Kignston for a spot in the Raw chamber? Why Kofi Kingston? I ask this because...well, let me ask why the hell Mike Knox was included in the elimination chamber? Why not take out Knox, Edge? Huh? (I'm watching "Monday Night Raw" right now, trying to pay attention.)

I got him a hoodie and baked him some cookies, and he liked them both. Then we went to FINALLY go see The Dark Knight in IMAX at the theater in Portage.


SO much better in IMAX. And might I mention it was easier to spot me in the IMAX viewing. :)

All in all, Kevin said he had a good birthday. I'm glad. :)

*sigh* Well.....my status on MySpace is now changed.



That's all you need to know.






*squeee!*

Just regarding my status at the moment...Hunter said if I want to know how Kevin feels about me and him, I should just change my status to "in a relationship," and if he follows up with the same on his profile, there ya go. Then again, Hunter knows we're not all about MySpace like other people are.

I....I don't know. I feel so stupid about this. We haven't even really talked about that sort of thing. But after a few months of regularly going to the movies on the weekends (with him paying my way for the last month or so), New Year's Eve, going to his cousin's wedding and Valentine's Day...isn't it pretty much a "relationship" at this point?

I mean, what the hell do I do? Do I write a Milhouse-esque note:

"Do you like me? Circle yes or no."

Curse me for not being more of a dating sort of person, and curse me for not having an actual boyfriend in the last five or so years.