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From: Michele
Sent: Saturday, September 01, 2001 6:09 PM
Subject: Step away from the sexy bald man!

Hi Anne!

Hey, what’s the big idea standing next to my man?  Get away from him!  He’s mine! .  Seriously, that is so cool how you did that with the two pictures.  Gosh, and I’m still trying to figure out my stupid web page!  How’d you do that, anyway?

I had to contend with a real assh*$# today.  Well, it was me, Shelly and Carla who worked this morning. This was before we opened, btw.  Carla was straightening cards and me and Shelly were doing the Yankee Candle inventory (we have to do that every Saturday morning, btw).  Anyway, I looked at my watch and it said 10 o’clock on the nose and that’s when we open.  So I walked up to unlock the door.  First of all there was a small gaggle of people there, waiting.  That just annoys the crap out of me, almost as much as people coming in five minutes before closing time.  Anyway, this one old bat says to me, "You better get on the ball here.  It’s five after ten."  I looked at her and said tersely, "According to my watch and the clocks on our computers, it is ten on the nose."  Ok, so I didn’t look at the computer clock, but my watch isn’t wrong!  She acted like she didn’t even hear me.  Then she mentioned something like she was going to report this.  To who?  The [store] police?  So then I acted like I didn’t even hear her!  Oh yeah, she said to me, "What were you (you meaning all of us) doing back there?  Talking?"  I looked at her and said, "No, we were working on something."   Fu@!ing Bit%*.  I walked back to the candles and said to Shelly, and not in a quiet voice, "I don’t have time for this sh^&."  Do you know what she was in such a freaking hurry to buy?  Are you ready for this?  Bridge tallies!!  People can be so ignorant!  Here we go with the nicer a customer is, the more I want to help them.  I wouldn’t help this old bag if she was pinned under a bus!

Ok, now that I vented, I feel a lot better. Its depressing how just one nasty person can ruin your day.  She was the only jerk that came in the store today, and she’s the only one I remember clearly.

Oh yeah, this guy came in.  He had a a tattoo of a band around his arm and he was bald!  Acck!  Who does that sound like?  He had a rather attractive face.  I tried to check to see if he was wearing a wedding ring, but I couldn’t tell.  He smiled at me … I smiled at him … and that’s all she wrote.  Story of my life!

Danielle is out on a date as I am writing this.  His name is Brian and they work together.  I’m trying very hard to have an open mind and be happy for her, but The green-eyed monster, Jealously is rearing it’s ugly head.  Well, not jealously, because to be jealous is to want what one has.  It’s envy.  I get scared.  What if Danielle were to find her soul mate before I would?  I know God’s timing is perfect, but that would be tough for me to understand.  I know I’m blowing this way out of porportion.  I mean, it’s just a date and I’m acting like she’s getting married tonight, but I can’t help but think about these things.  And right now I’m in my crappy, lonely mood (pre-period) so God’s timing couldn’t be more unperfect.  I just wonder why cant one, just one nice, unattacted man who I would be attracted to come into *****, look at me and not only think "Oh, WOW!"  but actually does something about it?  Is that really too much to ask?

When my co-workers asked me how I was doing (re: my gram).  I say truthfully, "Okay."  I mean, I’m sad, but I have peace.  I get really sad when I think how none of my grandparents will see me get married or have children.  I say now, "Hey, guys put in a good word for me with the BIG CHEESE!" (lol). 

I liked your Arnold Vosloo dream.  Know why he was smiling?  He and I had just …. well you know!   Don’t I wish!  Do you keep a dream diary?  I used to, but I stopped awhile ago. I should start another one. Some of my dreams are really wild!

Bummer you didn’t get a chance to win that radio contest.  I wouldn’t know the four words that don’t rhyme with anything else!  I know you said the prize was something you really didn’t want, I just would want to show everyone how smart I was.  Like when I won those free movie passes in May.  I felt like I had an IQ of 180 because I answered one question right!

Whew!  I’m sure glad I’m not the only one who recycles gifts!  Working at *****, I also get a lot of free things.  Last year we had a stationary revision and a lot of the old stationary was going to just get tossed So Nora let us take it.  Some really nice stuff too.  I kept some of it and gave some of it as gifts.  I’m estimating that I’ve taken home probably about $1,000 worth of free stuff since I started working there!

Re:Darrell’s wife asking him to marry her:  I just couldn’t do that.  I mean, she had to either be very confidant that he was going to say yes, or she just didn’t care.  I don’t know, maybe I’m very old fashioned, but I want to be proposed to.  When he told you about his wife proposing, did you ask him, "So, has she asked you for a divorce yet?" God, I’m so awful, aren’t I?  Seriously, hey if a woman is confidant enough to propose and they live happily ever after, more power to her!

So, I take it that you checked out that Steve Frost site.  Yes, I am wierd!  He just really resembles produce Bob.  They’re both tall (although I think Bob is a little heavier), both bald and they both look alike.  Steve Frost has a british accent, and Bob doesn’t.

I thought ***** was your mom.  When I first looked at the the bottom of the card, I thought it said "Also from ***** Sue"! (giggle giggle).  I love the card.  We have that figurine "No Tears Past The Gate."  it’s so cute!
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