Hilarious Hobbies

so ive realised that the people who work at the shopper's drug mart next to my building probably think i am insane, and im ok with that. in fact, i have kind of gotten to a point where i find it entertaining how mental i always end up appearing when im there. allow me to enumerate my favourite highlights:
1) there was the time i was wearing my pyjamas and bought a two litre of gingerale (im thinking i was probably hung over). realising i looked like a mental case, i decided to try and look "saner" by purchasing some snacks as well. it wasnt till after that i realised the pyjamas werent really doing me any favours.
2) there was the time i was looking at the clearance rack for, oh, i dont know, 40 minutes or so and got into an altercation with the girl working because i opened a three dollar box of perfume to smell it. i ended up buying it, thinking, hah! i showed her by taking the high road! only to realise i hadnt bathed and was still wearing the makeup i had slept in the night before (i was definitely hung over that day)
3) which brings me to today. im pretty sure when i go in there, one of the staff kind of shadows me to make sure im not stealing. anyway, its like minus twenty today with the wind chill and the wind gusts are getting up and over 50 km/h. so, i had taken out my recycling and decided to buy a candle at shoppers because my apartment didnt smell right and i only wanted to leave the building once. so i was wearing my crocs with bare feet, my winter coat, my 12 foot wool scarf wrapped around my head and neck like some sort of eastern european matriarch, and was carrying a 16 litre bucket and four empty green bags. (remember: i had just taken out the recycling) and once again, i was in my pyjamas (although, i would like to point out that i was NOT hungover). anyway, so i was looking pretty mental when i purchased a single candle and left, but i was laughing myself silly on the way home.

Inquiring Minds Need to Know

does superman wear those red boots inside clark kent's shoes? if he does, does that mean he has to buy clark's shoes a size bigger? maybe they are more like red socks or something....

ARG

SOOOOOOO i have been trying for literally DAYS to get my resumé printed off so i can take it to the bank because this woman who served me suggested i do so, and you will not BELIEVE how much trouble ive had. first i got it printed off but the fucking computers at the fucking library dont have fucking MS WORD so the other programme reformatted my resumé and i didnt notice until i got home. so then i went back to the library to reprint it and lo and behold i lost my FUCKING JUMP DRIVE. SO I WENT BACK TODAY TO START A NEW RESUMé IN THE FUCKING ALTERNATIVE TO WORD FUCKING PROGRAMME AND IT TOOK MORE THAN AN HOUR BECAUSE IT DOESNT HAVE RESUME TEMPLATES AND I HAD TO DO EVERYTHING MANUALLY AND THEN THE FUCKING LIBRARY COMPUTER SHUT ITSELF DOWN WITH NO WARNING AND IT WASNT SAVED.
so now im at an employment centre using a computer that does, in fact, have word. my resume is done, saved, printed ready to go. suck on that, library.

Customer Service

believe it or not, i actually had a pleasant experience at the bank. crazy talk, i know. BUT i had an appointment and the woman who was supposed to see me had called in sick and i was like ok fine ill come back tomorrow and the customer service woman reversed my service fees for this month because of my inconvenience. and i walked out of there feeling just fine. now the point of this story is that as much as i thought it was very cool that this woman provided me with such good customer service so i didnt walk out of there in a blinding white rage (as i am wont to do) it really bothers me that this sort of thing should be the norm, not the exception. there was a time when you always got good service everywhere you went, and if you didnt, then someone's ass was getting fired. sadly, this doesnt seem to be the case anymore and i dont know why. but it drives me batshit crazy.