Um, it's like, um, yeah. 2003-04-16 - 7:59 p.m.
As one of my co-workers (co-werkers) informed me, tonight must be a full moon, because the crazy people came to shop at their friendly neighborhood Craptown Sears in droves today.
-Like the crazy old lady who wondered why her shoe did not fit right. The shoe did not fit because she put a right shoe on her left foot. Oh yes. And then she wanted me to leave Shoetopia to pick out a purse for her. Oy. I ran over and picked up a few, but of course they were no good. Then I suggested she go look herself. Really now. I'm the Shoe Girl. Not Purse Girl.
-People, please. WE DO NOT CARRY VELCRO SHOES FOR ADULTS. I'm serious. We don't hide a secret stash from 1985 anywhere in the back either.
-The only good 1985-related thing today has been my new Jefferson Airplane/Jefferson Starship/Starship CD. You know the best song from the 80s is "Sara". You know it, even if they spelled it wrong.
-Also, I had to touch smelly old man feet today. I think it goes without saying that that was not pleasant. But I guess I said it anyway. Haha.
Um, yeah. If I had anything else to say I forgot it. Yeah. Maybe I'll remember. But probably not. Oh well.
Oh, more American Idol tonight. That Carmen girl needs to go. Badly. And then Kim C should be next. I don't like Josh being all country-fied. I think that's all.