Work Fun, Really?

I have worked all weekend, and I still have to work tomorrow.  But I have some fun stories.

First of all I was called skinny, that was a first.  Stephenie, my manger, made try on clothes like all day yesterday, and I come out of the dressing room in a dress and she tells me how skinny I am.  Is it sad that I love working there because I am one of the smallest people on payroll and normally one of the smallest in the store.  I love these job!

And then I was checking out this lady and they have to give their phone numbers.  It was a 336 area code which encompasses a rather large area, but then 667 came out of her mouth.

"Are you from Wilkesboro?"

"Yes, I am.  How did you know that?"

"The number.  I would even venture to guess the country club."

"Yes that is right.  Are you from there?"

"Born and raised."

"Oh, I am so sorry."  I know that Wilkesboro is small, but 'I am so sorry'?  Really!?!?!?!  I might have hated it for a time, but I am proud that I am from there.  How can she assume that I hate it?  I mean what the hell?  She is not even from there, she chooses to live there.  But she is moving back to Virgina soon.  Crazy lady!

Then I went to go get Wendy's after work and then to Aly's.  The guy at the at the drive thru comments on my 'trust no one' sticker, which I of course had to explain was X-Files.  Which then proceeded in a conversation about the wonder of the show that included the entire staff.  One nerdy kid came running from the back to ask me about the movie and if I thought it was good.  I told him it was ok, I could not break his heart and tell him how awful it was.