My Personal Dna Report

^ That is one of the funnest surveys ever to take, it's very uniquely set up. Also pretty accurate, though I could've told you most of what it told me.
Tom kept looking over my shoulder, and telling me he'd answered things exactly opposite what I did. *giggles* He wound up with 100% masculinity. I wound up with 100% femininity. Which I don't think is quite right, but there again, I've gotten far wimpier the past few years. sigh.

Everyone needs to listen to THIS SONG btw. So addicting, hee. <3 (Props to Tom for finding, though we'll not get into *how* he found it...)


Work had its interesting moments today. Mostly it was pretty quiet--- well, customer-wise, anyway, my co-workers more than made up for it. Crazy high school kids and parties and annoying each other. It.. mostly it was fine, but there were a few times I got a little frustrated, inasmuch as they were talking about how each other acted when trashed at this huge party last night, when old ladies came up to the counter and things. ^^; Things like that. But whatever.

The interesting parts of today:
1) Me nearly being buried in an avalanche of boxes. It was a lil scary. I was in the downstairs back room, which is huge and has boxes stacked nearly to the ceiling. Most of these are on shelves, but not the seasonal things that get swapped in and out. The Christmas pile? Is a mountain. Very big, and very haphazard. There's so no more room to squeeze boxes in, but I had one last one to get in. I spotted this fake barrel filled with witches' brooms or something, which I figured should be moved anyway, as we're putting Hallowe'en stuff out now. It was a bit heavier than expected, and smacked into my lower leg, and hurt like fucking hell.
But I moved that, and put my box in its place, pushing it over a little to get it closer in to the big main pile...

And the end of the pile? A leaning tower of boxes that had been pushing physics a bit? Got pushed back by gravity. And tumbled noisily and dangerously down like maybe a foot away from me. O_o;;; It was rather scary.
Thank God nothing hit me, but, it still shook me a good bit. I told one of the other kids working there (none of the "grown-ups" were in today, as Sundays tend to be quiet), and he said not to worry about it, I'd wanted to balance some of the other things a lil better so it was less dangerous, but he said not to - and he probably had a point, I most likely *would* have had things fall on me had I tried. But I did go back and pick up all that fell, and piled it a bit more stabley.

2) Crazy old lady! Well not really crazy, but... you know those random eccentricities people get when they age? Holy crap she has a million, and they're so random, it was really kinda cute and funny. *giggles* Totally made my day - but I'm really glad I was nearby when she came in, as I think it would've just frustrated anyone else. I thought it was amusing, and was trying like crazy to catch everything she said, as it's going to be fantastic fodder for a character in a story sometime. ;)

"I'm a hundred years old, but only my eyes are bad." She was looking for fall napkins, and we unfortunately didn't have any in/on the floor yet. But she really wanted something for a dinner she has planned - plain colors wouldn't do, "my table is always very fancy", she has a hand-embroidered tablecloth she made when she was young, that's "very beautiful". There are always flowers in the house. I went back and brought up all the fall-ish napkin styles I could find... She doesn't like anything that flies - there were dragon flies on one napkin, butterflies on some others. Didn't want grapes. Didn't want anything "too modern" (which I'd somehow known before she told me, and had thus avoided some obvious ones), it hurts her eyes. Didn't want anything pink. The pansies were very spring. Said flowers would work well, so I brought up all of those I could find. Some were too modern. She couldn't have purple - "purple is the color of death". (She'd been to see Grant's Tomb as a young girl, and there had been purple fabric draped over the.. can't recall what she said, but I have an image of it draped over coffins, though maybe it was memorials.) Eventually we settled on a couple styles she was going to take with her, but she needed some dinner napkins (which are the ones folded rectangular - the square ones are luncheon napkins; this is a good thing for me to know actually)... We looked at some solids, but didn't have that style in the color she liked, so I went and grabbed some to patch the prints she'd gotten.
At the register, she asked what the color in one was, she'd thought it was white but it was actually a light green.
She will not have green on her table. She's not Irish. Can't use green.
*can't help but giggle* Like I said, I think anyone else would've been annoyed, but I just thought it was really cute and fascinating, hearing all her reasons why on things. She made my day.

The other thing that made my day:
I stopped by WalMart on the way home, to pick up something I've been wanting for a week or two now:

SUPER SQUISHY AMAZINGLY COMFY FLUFFY SLIPPERS!!!!1!1!1!

My life is now complete. It is like walking on clouds. My poor exhausted feet are soooooo haaaaappy. <333

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