I've been busy working. I have a new addiction....Guild Wars! It is awesome! I still hate and loathe Judith. She said that mine and the other cashier's attitudes are sucky lately. Hers isn't that great, either. In fact, hers is worse. I have to stop myself from slapping her every damn day I see her.

I went on a Carnival Cruise and it was soooo awesome! The crew are some of the sweetest people on Earth. It is relaxing and there are TONS of things to do on the ship or whenever we hit one of the destinations. I didn't like it when honey bees were messing with my mango margarita. Bastards. We had a wonderful time! I didn't have to be at work for a whole entire week. Amen!

I am trying to find a part time job. I want to do Medical Transcription and contribute more financially to mine and my husband's goals. I am sick of working retail and making squat. Any ideas?

Updates....

I am back at the cool store. Downside? This week we had tons of drama queen customers. Mostly male drama queen customers! Oh and ones that don't know how to RTFM! (Read The **pick your favorite gerrand (a word ending in "ING") that begins with the letter "F"** Manual) "I keep on getting errors that I need to reformat my memory card! That's why I think this camera is broken!" Maybe it is because you need to reformat you memory card to a different format? Wait, that's too much work! She got upset because she had to pay a little bit more since the camera she wanted is a different price. She finally coughed up the money since the camera she bought over a year ago is obsolete (with the way technology is, duh!). Lawn Mower Drama Queen came in on Tuesday being a real dickhead! He bought a cheap lawn mower (you get what you pay for!) and supposedly it is spewing oil and fire (I wonder if it is possessed!). He's had it for less than 30 days, but since it is a product that runs on gasoline, we can only service it and then if service says we can replace it, then and only then can we replace it. He and the assistant manager were at the counter and I was writing up the service ticket. I kindly asked what was wrong with it.

Lawn Mmower Drama Queen: It's broken!
Me: Please may you be a bit more specific with the issue, sir?
LMDQ: It's spitting oil and fire!

He was being such a jerk that I was almost tempted to hand his ass directions to the service center and tell him to take it his own damn self! He talked shit to the assistant manager. Well, a couple days later he called asking if it is at the service center and the AM told him that it has not been taken to be fixed yet. LMDQ threatened to get Channel 4 out there and call the BBB. AM is taking it to the service center first thing in the morning so he'll shut the hell up and hopefully will not come back. Ever.

I had an asshole make a payment. I have been at work from open until closing and when I get tired, I sometimes get a little dyslexic. I goofed up on which line gets subtracted to officially make the account payoff correct by $2.92. He didn't want to pay that amount. He was being a real dick. He was whining that he was there for twenty minutes. He finally coughed up the money. This isn't the first time this drama queen was being a real pain in my side. A few weeks ago he came in to pay off a different account. He was on the phone with customer service down at corporate. Oh he was a real gem! He yelled at them saying his payoff was wrong, insulting the person over the phone, you get my point. Later on he called his wife. She had the receipt from the previous payment and he was wrong. Even the AM recognized him from being a drama queen before.

I do not like the phone answering girls at the service center. They tell a customer that their item is at the store. The customer either calls the store or drives to the store expecting it to be there. I call the service center and they say "Oh, Houston must have told them that!" This went on for weeks about an XBOX 360. Memorial Day the guy that owns the XBOX called wondeirng if it was at the store. I told him that it wasn't. He called the service center and they told him that it was at the store. The next day when I had to do the stupid call center recruting crap at the service center/mini HR, I was walking to the bathroom. I walked by the service pieces. Lo and behold! The XBOX was there! I called the store and told the lead that it is at the service center if he calls again. Later on, the XBOX owner went to the service center himself to pick it up. I know it is not Houston telling customers this. A lady showed me who called her phone and it was the local service center number, not the Houston service center!

We still have the stupid call centers for recruiting...I mean annoying random people that probably make more where they're currently at or they'd rather go play in traffic than work where I work. Sisal twine noose anyone?

A snooty salesperson at the cool store (one of a very few I can't stand, mind you!) wanted me to put her contract together. If I make the assistant manager put together contracts of other people's sales, she can put together her own damn contract. At the crappy store I risked being written up for not putting together an assistant manager's contract that was his own. It isn't my commission that is on the line.

Here is happier news! About a week ago, I was napping on the couch. I fell asleep during a movie. The cable and internet went out thanks to the storm, so I let a DVD entertain me. Mom called me. She knew I was kind of looking at houses and told me that our old house that we used to live in when we first moved to Texas is on sale. I was all excited! I found the realtor that is showcasing the house. She told me that the house went under contract, but she can still show it. I was bummed, but got over it. She emailed me again and now the house is not under contract! It fell through and we are going to see it this Sunday! It is perfect! 4/2/2, Sunroom, pretty back yard. We got prequalified for over what the amount of that house. Yay!

I hung out with a pal that I met on one of my A-Team excursions when I worked for a different company. We chatted, goofed off, had a neato time.

Lately the hubby and I have been hooked to our Nintendo DS systems. Mostly playing Pokemon. Sad? Yes. I do still despise the cartoon. I did play MarioKart! I am competitive! I was trash talking Princess Peach! Hubby was laughing his ass off!

I need to get to bed so I can be partially awake tomorrow. Adios!

We had to send that computer to Corporate MIS. Reason? Registry error due to someone going on the computer, on a site they shouldn't, installing something that shouldn't have been installed, and the computer crashed. Each time you start it up, it will say registry error and reboot. So now we are without a computer to do our necessary tasks. Thank you, Itchyku Kenanoonanoo, or his American name Alex.

An idiotic salesperson goes on these foreign sites that aren't protected and those said sites have malware encoded in them. Now there are Zeus knows how many Trojan Horse files writhing around in the hard drive on the computer at the front podium. There is also some spyware that won't go away no matter how hard any of us computer smart people try to get rid of it. A few days back when I was running Norton and Spybot Search and Destroy, the idiotic salesperson was whining that I was in his way. He could find something better to do while waiting instead of being an ass. He told me not to worry. Well shithead, I'm worrying because that is the computer that I print shit from and many important things are done using that specific computer. Hell yeah I am going to worry! Go organize the warehouse or something. People at the crappy store suck!

Joe Loves Crappy Movies